SADISTRESS - The cruel Chinese Mist - Mistress dung slaves

Slave very worship the queen, queen of everything. The queen took slaves to toilet shit for his dinner. The slave lay down his face in the toilet bowl, and his mouth opened wide. From the other side of the toilet bowl, the queen slowly lowered her perfect backside down towards the slaves face. The slaves could feel the warm breath of the queen against his cheeks, and he couldn't help but moan softly in anticipation. Finally, the queens ass made contact with his mouth, and he closed his lips around the cheeks tightly. He felt the warmth and the softness of the queens skin, and the delicious aroma of her feces filled his nostrils. The queen released a small sigh of pleasure as she began to unload her bowels into the slaves eager mouth. She felt a strange pleasure in knowing that she had complete control over this pathetic creature.

The slaves tongue worked furiously, trying to extract every last bit of the queens shit. He lapped up the salty fluid that dripped down from her asshole, and he couldn't help but feel a sense of fulfillment. He was grateful to have the chance to serve his queen in this way, to clean her ass and taste her shit. It was the highest honor that a slave could bestow upon their mistress.

The queen continued to fill the slaves mouth with her shit, and he could feel his stomach churning. This was his dinner, his sacred duty. He swallowed each morsel of shit carefully, savoring the taste of his queen. Finally, the queen pulled away, and the slaves mouth was left empty and wanting. He opened his eyes slowly, looking up at his mistress with adoration in his eyes. He longed for her to fill him again, to make him feel complete.

The queen smiled down at her slave, and she felt a twinge of dark pleasure coursing through her veins. She was once again reminded of why she loved her slaves so much. They were willing to do anything for her, to please her in any way she desired. She turned her back to the slave and hoisted up her skirt, revealing her plump, wet asshole to him. "My slave," she purred, "would you like to taste my ass?" The slave nodded eagerly, his cock already beginning to stir in anticipation.

The queen lowered herself down onto the toilet seat, spreading her cheeks wide. "Taste it," she commanded, making room for the slaves eager tongue to slip inside her ass. The slaves tongue darted in and out of her tight hole, making the queen shudder with pleasure. She felt her orgasm building, and she knew that she wouldn't be able to hold it back much longer. "Oh god, yes," she moaned, her hips starting to grind against the slaves face. "Eat my ass, slave. Make me cum."

And so the slave did, lapping up the queens ass like a lollipop. He felt the hot walls of her ass squeezing tightly around his tongue, and he knew that he had finally found his purpose in life. To serve his queen, to please her in any way she desired. And as he felt the hot waves of her orgasm coursing through her ass, he knew that he had never been happier. This was his life now, his calling.