Mistress Anna Toilet - 183 Born to eat my Shit

Mistress Anna Toilet had been absent from the world of scat for an entire year. During this time, her loyal slave had waited patiently, his heart filled with desire and anticipation for her glorious return. He trained rigorously, maintaining his impressive skills as a human toilet, all while dreaming of the day when he would once again be graced by her divine presence. Now, after months of planning and preparation, that day had finally arrived.

As Mistress Anna walked into the room, her slave fell to his knees in reverence. His eyes widened in astonishment at the sight of his Goddess, adorned in her finest regalia. She was even more stunning than he remembered. With a smirk, she instructed him to rise and prepare himself for what was to come.

With shaking hands, the slave moved to the center of the room, already feeling the familiar warmth pooling in his lower regions. Mistress Anna approached him slowly, her heels clicking against the floor in a sensual rhythm. She stood behind him, her cool breath tickling his neck as she spoke softly into his ear. "You've waited so long," she purred, "and now your wish is about to be granted."

With that, she positioned herself in front of him, her crotch mere inches from his mouth. He could see her beautiful pussy, already glistening with anticipation, and felt his own cock begin to throb. Slowly, she sank down onto his face, her hands gripping his hair as she began to relieve herself. Her warm piss filled his mouth, causing him to moan around the stream of urine. She continued for several minutes, her piss soaking into his clothes, before finally pulling away with a contented sigh.

Now it was time for the main event. Mistress Anna turned around to face him once more, her perfect ass on full display. "Open wide," she commanded, and without hesitation, he complied. She lowered herself onto his face, her massive turd pressing against his lips. He opened wide, accepting her gift with a smile of utter devotion. As he began to chew, he could feel the musky scent of her shit fill his nostrils. He savored every bite, every flavor, knowing that this was what he had been waiting for.

When she was finally satisfied that every last bit of her shit had been consumed, she instructed him to clean her ass. He did so eagerly, his tongue darting in and out of her tight hole. As he licked her clean, he could feel her pussy starting to drip again. She allowed him a moment to enjoy the taste of her juices before pulling away once more. Standing over him, she let out a satisfied sigh.

"That was incredible," she murmured. "You've been so well trained, my little human toilet." Reaching down, she grabbed his chin in her hand and raised his head so that they were eye to eye. "I know you're excited to thank me, but remember your place. My shit is priceless, and it would be impolite for you to try and barter with your mistress." With that, she gave him a smile full of promise and left the room, leaving him to contemplate their next encounter.