Fecal Luxury - Shitty Lollipop

Madam Tulpan, a dominant woman with a unique sense of luxury, sat on her throne adorned with fecal decor and powdered herself with fine, glistening feces. She held a lollipop in her hand, its wrapper stained with her saliva. She looked at you, her toilet slave, and motioned for you to approach her. You crawled towards her, your mind filled with both fear and anticipation of the sickening pleasure she was about to inflict upon you.

Madam Tulpan leaned over, her breasts almost touching your face as she offered the lollipop to you. She smirked as she saw the confusion on your face - confusion mixed with hunger for her filth. Madam Tulpan took the lollipop out of your mouth and pressed it against your lips, forcing you to open your mouth wider. She then spit the sweet slime from the candy into your mouth, filling it with her saliva. The taste was disgusting, yet you couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the perverse nature of it all.

Madam Tulpan pulled back, a wicked grin forming on her face. She slapped your face hard, the sound echoing in the dingy room. You flinched, but couldn't take your eyes off of her. Madam Tulpan leaned down again, this time shoving her fist into your mouth and pushing her hand down your throat. You gagged as you felt her warm feces and urine filling your mouth, choking you. But you knew that this was what Madam Tulpan desired; for you to consume her every filth with gusto.

Madam Tulpan pulled her hand out of your mouth, her knuckles covered in a thick, gloopy mixture of your saliva and her excrement. She reached into a bowl beside her and picked up a sugary lollipop, dripping with her feces. She held it up between her fingers, the sticky sweetness contrasting sharply against the fecal coating. "Now, my dear toilet slave," she purred, "suck on this shitty lollipop."

You opened your mouth obediently, your tongue darting out to lick at the sweet surface of the candy. The taste was unlike anything you had ever experienced – saliva mixed with feces and the faint tang of urine. But the more you licked, the more you couldn't get enough of it. It was disgusting, yes, but also strangely addictive. Madam Tulpan watched with dark, hungry eyes as you licked the lollipop clean, her feces disappearing into your mouth like a delicious treat.

As you sucked energetically on the lollipop, your tongue brushing against the filth-coated stick, Madam Tulpan reached down and smeared some of her remaining feces onto her hand. She lifted your chin roughly with her other hand, forcing you to look at her as she brought her hand towards your face. You closed your eyes, preparing for the worst, but instead felt her warm feces spread across your lips and cheeks, painting your face with her disgustingmess.

Opening your eyes again, you saw Madam Tulpan's reflection in a nearby mirror. Both of you were covered in her shit, a perverse image of mutual pleasure and degradation. She leaned down and planted a kiss on your forehead, letting her tongue slide slowly into your mouth, tasting her own feces on your tongue. You moaned, unable to contain the strange mixture of pleasure and revulsion coursing through your body.

Madam Tulpan gave you one final look of satisfaction before rising from her throne. She tapped her foot impatiently as she watched you struggle to stand, still licking her shitty lollipop. Finally, she snatched the lollipop from your mouth and walked towards the door. As she left, she turned back and kicked a pile of shit, sending it flying towards you. You grinned, the stench of feces filling your nostrils, and licked your lips in anticipation of her next visit.