Mistress Anna Toilet - 2021 Day 10 Slave eat FARTS and BIG shit

Mistress Anna Toilet stared down at her toilet slave from her lavish throne. She watched with interest as the man knelt before her, his eyes fixed on the floor, his mouth watering in anticipation of what was to come. It was Day 10 of his servitude, and he had become accustomed to his revolting yet erotic duties. Mistress Anna smiled cruelly, admiring the way his tongue flicked out to taste the air, hoping to catch a whiff of the foul odor that would signal the upcoming release she had planned for him. "Today, slave," she purred, voice dripping with pleasure at the thought of what was to come, "you are going to eat my shit. And not just any shit, but a big, steaming log that will fill your belly and satisfy my desires." Feeling her cold fingers tracing the outline of his face, the slave trembled with both fear and excitement. He knew that to disobey would mean starvation until the next day, when she would again decide whether or not to feed him her excrement. "Yes, Mistress," he whispered, licking his lips in anticipation. With a sigh of satisfaction, Mistress Anna rose from her throne, her massive yet well-proportioned body casting a shadow over the trembling slave. She watched with amusement as he struggled to keep his eyes fixed on the ground, knowing full well that she commanded his full attention. As she stepped forward, the scent of her body washed over him, a heady mix of sweat and perfume that made his cock twitch in spite of his fear. Mistress Anna reached down and grasped the hem of her silken robe, pulling it up and over her head to reveal her naked body. Her breasts were magnificent, with piercings that held them aloft, defying gravity. Her nipples were hard and erect, begging to be touched and tasted. Below her navel was a perfect triangle of venus, shaved smooth and glistening with a thin sheen of sweat. But it was her abdomen that held his attention the most - it appeared taut and taught, a testament to her strict training regime. As she approached him, the slave could feel the warmth radiating off her skin, and the smell of her body was almost overwhelming. He knelt there, his mind foggy with lust and fear, as she stood before him, her perfect ass inches from his face. Slowly, she lowered herself onto the toilet seat, her massive behind hovering above the slave's face. Without warning, she released a loud, stinky fart that floated lazily down to his nose. The slave inhaled deeply, letting the putrid odor fill his lungs as he watched in fascination as a single, perfect turd slid out of Mistress Anna's anus and plopped onto the toilet seat. "Open your mouth, slave," she commanded, her voice like sweet honey on his ears. He obeyed immediately, parting his lips wide as she aimed her glossy, shit-covered ass at him. With a satisfying groan, she grunted and pushed, forcing the warm, mushy mass of shit into his waiting mouth. It was unlike anything he had ever tasted before - sweet and sour all at once, with an undertone of muskiness that was both unsettling and erotic. As she sat there, letting him savor the taste of her feces, she looked down at him with a satisfied smile. "You know," she said quietly, stroking his cheek with the back of her hand, "you used to be human. But now, you're nothing but an object to be used and abused as I see fit. And right now, you are my toilet." With that, she leaned forward, placing her hands on the edge of the toilet seat and let loose another hot, stinky fart into his face. The slave closed his eyes and breathed in deeply, relishing the taste of her ass on his tongue as he savored the bitter tang of her farts. And so it continued, for what seemed like hours but was in fact only a matter of minutes. Mistress Anna took her time, letting the slave savor each and every turd she produced, each fart she emitted, until finally, satisfied that he had received his fair share of her excrement, she stood up and left him there, kneeling on the cold, hard tile floor, his mouth full of shit and his mind filled with desire.