Lady Bella - Open up your mouth and let filling up nicely - 2

Finally, it was time for the final challenge of the day. Lady Bella led you into her plush bathroom, locking the door behind you. She handed you a tube of thick, black lube and pointed to the porcelain throne she referred to as her "sacred toilet". Instructions were clear: you were to kneel before the throne, open your mouth, and accept whatever she chose to fill it with. Without hesitation, you knelt down, feeling the cold tile underside of your knees.
Lady Bella: "Good boy. Now, keep your mouth open."
Taking a deep breath, you prepared yourself as she straddled the toilet, her perfect round ass looking impossibly juicy. Your eyes traced the line of her crack up to the smooth, bare skin of her back. The anticipation was almost overwhelming as you waited for her first hot, full stream of piss.
Almost instantly, the warm liquid flowed into your mouth, filling your throat like a rush of heat. You tried your best not to gag as she poured gallon after gallon of amber nectar into your waiting mouth. But the lube was thick and slippery, making it hard to swallow without choking.
She leaned back against the cool wall, still pissing into your mouth as she enjoyed the power she held over you. You felt her fat globes slide across your tongue, a mixture of urine and drool pooling around your lips.
Lady Bella: "That's a good boy. You don't mind being used like this, do you?"
Nodding slowly, you couldn't find the words to express how much you enjoyed being a toilet-slave for this beautiful goddess. You couldn't believe how wet you were, your cock throbbing with anticipation of the next challenge.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Lady Bella pulled away, the last dribbles of piss running down your chin. She stood up carefully, not making eye contact with you. You could feel her heat drip onto the cold floor as she began to take care of her next load.
With shaking hands, you picked up the lube and squeezed a thick line onto your tongue. You knew what was coming next - the taste of her sweet ass mixed with musky shit. You braced yourself, waiting for her to lower herself once again onto the throne.
The feeling of her full, round buttocks pressing against your face was overwhelming. Her ass cheeks were smooth and warm, like a pair of inviting pillows. As she allowed herself to relax into the moment, her muscles began to quiver.
The first warm splatter of shit hit your tongue, an explosion of flavor that sent shockwaves through your body. She moaned softly, encouraging you to take more. You opened your mouth wider, letting the thick, creamy shit pour down your throat.
Her entire body shuddered as she emptied her bowels into your waiting mouth, the warmth and weight of it pushing you down onto the cold floor. As she pulled away, you could feel the last few drips slide down your throat, the unmistakeable taste of freshly-made porridge in your mouth.
You looked up at her, eyes shining with adoration and gratitude. She nodded once and walked past you, head held high, not acknowledging the mess you were now wallowing in. You stayed on the floor, panting heavily, unable to move from the intense mix of emotions that coursed through your body.
Lady Bella had prepared you well for this day. She had trained you in the art of toilet-slavery, turning you into a submissive creature who would do anything, no matter how degrading or messy, to please his Mistress. And she loved every minute of it.