Mistress Anna Toilet - 2021 Day 9 Eat HUGE soft shit with spoon

Mistress Anna, the alluring domina with a penchant for all things scat, had captured the attention of many of her admirers. She'd promised a unique 12-day experience involving her, a human toilet slave, and their bizarre indulgences in shit eating and ass worship. Today was Day 9, and the excitement grew as she prepared to defile him once again in her luxurious bathroom setting.

The slave was already kneeling in anticipation at the foot of the toilet bowl. His eyes, wide with anticipation and fear, locked onto Mistress Anna's as she sauntered into the room. "You've been a very naughty boy, haven't you?" she purred, running a velvety red-nailed index finger down his chin before tracing circles around his collarbone. "You know what happens when you misbehave?"

He swallowed thickly, knowing full well the consequences of displeasing his Mistress. "Yes, Mistress Anna," he whispered, his voice trembling. "You make me eat your shit."

A wicked grin spread across her lips as she stepped closer, her body casting a seductive shadow across the floor. "And that's exactly what I'm going to do," she hissed, her breath hot against his ear. "But first," she said, walking over to the coffee table adorned with various toys and implements, "I have something special for you."

From among the array of objects, Mistress Anna selected a large silver spoon and approached the slave. She slowly lowered herself onto the toilet seat, placing her perfect bare asscheeks inches from his waiting mouth. "Open wide, my toilet slave," she commanded, gesturing towards the gaping mouth-shaped hole in the wooden seat. "It's time for your afternoon treat."

The slave gulped nervously as he felt Mistress Anna's warm breath on his lips. "But, Mistress Anna," he stammered, "I thought today was about eating your shit?"

She chuckled darkly, running the cold end of the spoon lightly against his bottom lip. "Oh, my dear slave," she purred, "you underestimate me. Today, you're going to do both." And with that, she squatted over the toilet bowl, her plump ass cheeks spreading wide before his hungry gaze. "You're going to eat my soft shit with this spoon," she breathed into his ear, her warm breath carrying the unmistakable scent of ass and intestinal gases, "and then, you're going to clean my asshole with your tongue until it's squeaky clean."

The slave struggled to contain his growing excitement and anticipation as Mistress Anna's inviting hole gaped open before him. First, he watched in awe as she produced a long, thick sausage from her asshole, coated in a thick layer of gleaming shit. Then, using the spoon as a guide, she fed it to him mouthful by mouthful, occasionally pushing it deeper into his throat with the flat end of the utensil. By the time she'd finished filling him up with her warm, steaming shit, he could feel his stomach churning and his cock throbbing insistently against his thigh.

Mistress Anna then stood up and walked over to the full-length mirror, admiring her reflection as she removed the spoon from her ass. "Such a good toilet slave," she crooned, running a gloved hand over her smooth, shit-covered ass. "Now, it's time to clean up your mess."

The slave lowered his head, knowing what was expected of him. He dug the tip of his tongue into the corner of his mouth, lubricating it for the task ahead. Then, he dove headfirst into Mistress Anna's asshole, tongue swirling around in circles as he cleaned out every last bit of residual shit. He moaned around her puckered asshole as he felt the warm, sticky fluid coat his taste buds, relishing in the taste of her ass and the power he felt at pleasing his Mistress so deeply.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Mistress Anna removed his mouth from her ass and stood back to admire his work. She leaned closer, her lips brushing against his ear. "Very good, my toilet slave," she whispered, stroking her gloved hand down his cheek. "Now, why don't you go enjoy your reward?" She pointed towards a table by the wall, where a large dildo lay in wait, already coated in a thick layer of her previous deposits. "I heard you liked this one..."

The slave eagerly crawled over to the table, grabbing the dildo in his hand. As he positioned it at his ass and slowly lowered himself onto it, he couldn't help but imagine the look of satisfaction on Mistress Anna's face as she watched him take her waste deep inside himself. With each thrust, he felt himself growing closer to ecstasy, fueled by the knowledge that he was nothing more than a filthy toilet for his Mistress to use and abuse as she pleased.

By the time Mistress Anna returned to the bathroom, the slave was moaning uncontrollably, his hips pumping furiously as he rode the dildo, coated in his own thick, glistening shit. She smiled wickedly, admiring his devotion to her cause. "Oh, my sweet toilet slave," she purred, pulling him off the dildo and onto the floor. "You never cease to amaze me." And with that, she climbed onto the toilet seat once again, spreading her ass cheeks in invitation for one final tribute to her perfection.

Swallowing back his pride and his disgust, the slave approached his Mistress's perfect ass, his cock still dripping with her waste. He adjusted his position, lining up his throbbing cock with her puckered asshole. With a final glance up at her, he plunged himself balls-deep into her ass, feeling the warm, sticky mixture of her shit and his own cum shoot up his shaft as she took him deep into her gutters. As he emptied himself into her, lost in the sweet agony of her ass and the power she held over him, he knew that there was no other place he'd rather be than serving as Mistress Anna's personal toilet.

As the orgasm finally faded away, the slave pulled himself free and collapsed onto the floor, spent. Mistress Anna, meanwhile, stood over him, surveying his worn-out form with satisfaction. She leaned down, brushing a lock of hair from his face. "Good boy," she cooed, planting a slow, sensual kiss on his forehead. "You've earned your rest." And with that, she turned and walked out of the room, leaving her toilet slave to clean up the mess they'd made together... while dreaming of the next time he'd get to taste her glorious waste.