Mistress Anna Toilet - 2021 Day 7 - Humiliating looser to eat shit

The slave remained in chastity, his cock locked away as I entered the room. He was to remain standing in front of me, eyes downcast and looking ashamed of his pathetic existence. Today would be a day filled with humiliation and filth as I prepared to take a large, satisfying shit. I slowly began to strip down, revealing my perfect body clad in nothing but black latex. My breasts were large and heavy, perfectly sculpted for hypnotic gazes to linger on. My ass was round, supple and perfect for my upcoming anal adventures. Without further ado, I lowered myself onto the golden throne my slave had prepared especially for me. He could feel the warmth radiating from between my legs as he watched in anticipation for what was to come next. I glanced over at him, my eyes filled with malicious intent as I sneered at his pathetic existence. "Bow down, you worthless piece of shit," I commanded, gesturing for him to get closer. "It's time for you to earn your keep." The slave knelt down before me, his hands clasped together in supplication as he waited for my next move. "Today," I began, my voice dripping with venom, "I will be using you not only as my toilet but also as my footstool and human ashtray." I giggled devilishly as he shuddered under my gaze. "Prepare yourself," I warned as I leaned forward and slimy strands of toilet water began to soak his face. Ignoring his whimpers of despair, I continued to use him as my personal rag, wiping away any traces of my filth from myself. Finally satisfied with his cleanliness level, I turned my attention back to him. With a sadistic glint in my eye, I raised one foot high above him, balancing precariously on the edge of the toilet bowl. "Kiss my foot," I commanded coldly, watching intently as he hesitated before finally leaning forward and pressing his lips against my foot. "That's better," I purred, pulling him closer as I placed my other foot against his chest, pushing him down onto the cold tiles. "Now," I began, turning back towards the toilet, "beg for your meal." The slave obeyed without question, his voice trembling as he pleaded for me to shit. "Please mistress," he begged, tears streaming down his face, "feed me your precious shit." I chuckled darkly, enjoying the sight of him groveling before me. Slowly, I released a long, thick turd into the toilet, watching as it hovered just over the water line. I took my time, savoring the power I held over him before finally relenting and allowing him to approach the toilet. With shaking hands, he reached into the water and retrieved my offering, placing it carefully into his mouth as I watched. "Eat it," I commanded, giggling as he struggled to swallow the immense turd whole. Shifting position, I let out another huge turd, even bigger than the first, which he eagerly gobbled up after washing it down with some of the filthy toilet water left in the bowl. And so it went on, for what seemed like an eternity as I continued to defecate and he continued to consume every last droplet of my waste. Finally, sated from both my meal and the slave's misery, I stood up from the toilet, toilet paper in hand. "Clean yourself," I ordered, pointing towards the slave who was caked in my filth. "And remember, if you don't follow my every command to the letter, I will make you eat even more of my shit until you learn your lesson." The slave nodded miserably, reaching into the toilet bowl to retrieve some toilet paper, which he used to begin cleaning himself. As he did so, I couldn't help but revel in the thought of him eating all my shit for the next 11 days. Life was good when you were Mistress Anna Toilet.