Mistress Gaia - MISTRESS GAIA - DOMESTIC TOILET SLAVE - mobile version

Mistress Gaia was at home, and she had taken her human toilet with her. The slave had been trained to shit in her mouth, so she wouldn't have to use or dirty the bathroom. As she sat on the couch, the mobile toilet kneeled before her, his mouth watering in anticipation of his mistress's excrement. She smiled down at him, her eyes gleaming with mischief, before pushing her panties to the side and lowering her juicy, round ass onto his face.

Her asshole glistened with grease, a small stream of piss already leaking from it. The toilet slave's tongue darted out, eager to taste his mistress's juices. As his tongue probed deeper, seeking the opening of her anus, he whimpered in pleasure at the taste of her ass. Mistress Gaia chuckled softly, feeling the warm breath from his nostrils against her skin.

Suddenly, she pushed hard, and a massive turd stretched the slave's mouth wide open. It was so big that he couldn't help but gag as it slipped past his lips and into his throat. The taste of his mistress's shit was overwhelming, but he didn't mind in the slightest. He was hers to use and abuse however she saw fit.

As he worked on swallowing the first load, Mistress Gaia wasn't finished with him yet. She started pushing out smaller turds, which he had to quickly catch in his mouth before they hit the ground. His cheeks hollowed out as he formed little balls of shit, which he delicately placed in the corner of the room. He didn't want to waste a single drop of his mistress's precious excrement.

When she finally allowed him to stop, Mistress Gaia stood up and wiped her ass on his back, savoring the filthy feeling of her shit against his skin. She grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled his face towards hers, her eyes gleaming with pride. "Good boy," she whispered, smacking his lips with her tongues. "You know how much I love my toilet slave."

The toilet slave gazed up at her, his face and clothes covered in her warm, sticky feces. He couldn't imagine ever wanting to be clean again. This was his purpose in life - to serve as a vessel for his mistress's waste. And he was more than happy to do it.

With a final smirk, Mistress Gaia turned her back on him and walked away, leaving him kneeling there in a pool of his own filth. But that didn't matter to him. As long as he had the chance to taste his mistress's shit again, he would be content.