Love to Shit Girls - Horny To Worship Goddess

As the door to the opulent bathroom opened, a delicate aroma of perfume and shit wafted through the air. The goddess Love to Shit Girls stepped out, her ass perfectly framed by the sheer material of her gown. She took her time, swaying erotically to an unheard melody as she made her way to the throne. The slave prostrated himself before her, his face pressed against the cool marble floor as he breathed in deeply, filling his lungs with the intoxicating scent of his mistress's ass. He trembled with anticipation, knowing that any moment now he would be allowed to worship her exquisite body and overflowing bowels. Finally, she sat down, the soft folds of her gown enveloping her ample thighs. With a regal air, she extended a graceful hand toward the slave, who immediately rose to his feet and knelt before her. His eyes were fixed on her rounded ass cheeks, which quivered slightly with each passing moment. The goddess motioned for him to begin, and he knew what she wanted. Kissing the inside of her upper thigh, he gently nuzzled his way closer to her tight little hole. His tongue darted out, tracing the delicate line of hair that led to her anus. He could feel the warmth radiating from her body as he got closer to the source of her intoxicating scent. His lips brushed against the small orifice, and he breathed in deeply, tasting both the sweetness of her body and the bitter tang of her shit. It was an intoxicating combination that sent shivers down his spine. He began to lap at her tight ass, pushing his tongue deeper inside her as he reached for her shit with his lips. The goddess moaned softly, her hips undulating against his face. She brushed her fingers through his hair, urging him to drink more deeply from her ass. As he did so, he felt his cock stirring against his leg, desperate for release. But for now, he was content to bask in the glow of her goddess-like presence and to taste the sweet nectar of her shit-filled asshole. After what seemed like an eternity, the slave felt a sudden fullness in his mouth. The goddess had released a massive stream of diarrhea, filling his mouth and dripping down his chin. He swallowed eagerly, not wanting to lose a single drop of her divine essence. As she released him from his task, he looked up at her, his eyes filled with reverence. She smiled down at him, her perfect teeth flashing in the candlelight. "You please me, my slave," she whispered, running a hand through his hair. "Now come, let us cleanse you before we continue our worship." The slave allowed himself to be led into the steamy bathroom, where his goddess began to wash him with soft, soapy sponges. As she scrubbed between his toes and rinsed the last traces of her shit from his body, he couldn't help but wonder when he would be allowed to taste her again. For now, he was content to bask in her presence, knowing that when she was ready, she would calling upon him once more.