Love to Shit Girls - Serve Me My Slave

You know your place here, my slave. As I sit on my throne-like toilet, you kneel before me waiting patiently with the perfect posture. Your eyes are locked on me, showing your complete submission and devotion. The scent of my excrement fills the air as I release a soft, warm log from my rectum. It plops into the waiting toilet water, causing ripples that hit your nostrils. You take a deep breath, savoring the musky aroma as your cock grows hard in anticipation.

I glance down at you and smirk, knowing exactly what you're craving. "Come now, slave," I command as I pull my panties to the side and lower my ass onto the edge of the toilet. "Taste my love juices."

Your tongue darts out, eager to taste the combination of my pussy juice and feces already coating my anus. With a groan, you trace circles around the outside of my hole before pushing your tongue inside, tasting every inch. Your thumb circles my clit, sending a shiver down my spine as I grind down on it, taking you deeper inside me.

As you drive me towards climax, I lean forward slightly, offering myself up. "Now," I pant, "lick it all off." Your tongue laps up the mixture of my secretions and shit, licking every ounce from my asshole and the insides of my thighs. It's disgusting, but it's what you're here for. You're here to please me, to be my living toilet.

After satisfying me with your tongue, I push your head towards the water. "Now, drink it." Your face contorts briefly before you plunge your head under the water. The noise of your gagging echoes through the room as you lap at the filthy water, lips tightly wrapped around the rim of the toilet bowl. You take slow, deliberate sips, savoring the taste of my feces mixed with urine and toilet water. And when your mouth finally emerges from the bowl, your eyes are full of lust and adoration for your mistress.

I lean back, resting a hand on my hip as I watch you lapping up every last drop. It feels so good to know that I have total control over you. That you would do anything for me, even if it means degrading yourself like this. My heart swells with pride and power as I realize how lucky I am to have you as my slave.

With a final lick of the inside of the toilet bowl, you stand up, eyes fixed on me. You remain standing, waiting for my next command. And I know exactly what I want next. "On your knees, slave," I command, "and eat the evidence of your worship." With a sigh of resignation, you kneel back down between my knees and start eating the remnants of my shit and piss from the floor.

My hand curls around the back of your head, urging you deeper into the mess as you lace your fingers behind your head, pushing your own ass further into the air. You are a living toilet, here only to serve me and my every need. And I couldn't be happier with my life as your mistress.

As you lap up the last drops from the floor, your gaze meets mine once more. Your eyes shimmer with love and devotion. You are the perfect plaything, the perfect slave. And I know that we will continue like this until the end of time. Because there's nowhere else you'd rather be than serving your goddess, shitting girls, living to serve your mistress and being used in every way imaginable.