Mistress Anna Toilet - 64 Stinky Shit in your mouth

Mistress Anna Toilet stood before her slave, dressed in nothing more than a mini skirt and high heels. She lit up a cigarette and exhaled, the smoke curls around her head. Her perfect rear end was on full display in front of the slave, who couldn't help but stare in awe at her round cheeks and tight asshole. Mistress Anna gazed back at him, her eyes full of contempt, "My slave is hungry," she said coldly, "it seems like he needs to be fed like the dog he truly is."

In an instant, Mistress Anna produced a dog collar and fastened it around the slave's neck. He gasped as he felt the cold metal touching his skin, a sense of dread filling him. "Kneel before me, you pathetic creature," she commanded, her sharp tone sending shivers down his spine. The slave obeyed without question, his gaze fixed on his Mistress's perfect ass as he knelt before her.

Mistress Anna's cruel mind was already working on a plan to humiliate and degrade her slave, something that truly made her powerful over him. She took another drag from her cigarette and blew the smoke out forcefully, aiming directly at his face. The slave coughed and sputtered, trying to catch his breath amidst the thick cloud of smoke. Mistress Anna chuckled, her sharp nails digging into his sensitive skin as she grabbed his head and forced him to lick her asshole.

"Lick my asshole, you worthless piece of shit!" she spat at him. The slave's tongue darted out hesitantly, tasting the traces of feces on her ass. He licked again, harder this time, trying to please his Mistress. With each lick, more of her shit coated his tongue, filling his mouth with the bitter taste of fecal matter. But he couldn't stop; he had to clean her perfect asshole regardless of how revolting the task was.

As he licked, Mistress Anna moved her gorgeous rear end back and forth, enjoying the feeling of his tongue lapping at her hole. She took another drag from her cigarette and blew the smoke straight into his face, making him cough and choke as he tried to inhale. "Now, drink my piss too," she said, her voice dripping with contempt.

The slave opened his mouth wider, ready to accept whatever his Mistress wanted to give him. A warm stream of urine hit his face, splashing against his cheeks and into his open mouth. It was gross and disgusting, but he couldn't help but swallow every drop as he licked her asshole clean.

Mistress Anna laughed loudly, her amusement echoing through the room. "That's a good little dog," she said, patting him on the head. The slave trembled beneath her touch, feeling completely degraded and humiliated. But he knew that this was what he deserved; to be used by his Mistress however she saw fit. And with that realization, he worked harder to please her, eager for her to command him once more.

The story continues as Mistress Anna commands her slave to perform more humiliating tasks, each one designed to break him down even further. As he submits to her every whim, he finds himself lost in a world of filth and degradation, unable to escape the sick pleasure it brings him. Despite his shame and disgust, he knows that he will never be able to resist her cruel commands.