Scat and Piss Femdom - shit and piss from a plate

Princess Nikki sat on her royal golden throne, wearing a seductive pink lace corset that accentuated her voluptuous curves. Her long, blonde hair flowed down her back, the occasional strand falling onto her bare shoulders. She gazed down at her slave kneeling before her with a smirk, knowing exactly what she was about to demand of him. Her eyes sparkled maliciously as she reached down and grabbed a small silver bowl from the floor. Holding it up for her slave to see, she watched as his eyes widened in horror. It was filled with what appeared to be fresh feces and urine - her own, in fact. She chuckled darkly, lifting the bowl closer to his face. "Today, my dear slave," she purred, "you will indulge me in my most intimate desires." Her voice was like sweet poison, laced with power and dominance. She ran her tongue across her lips, preparing for the next step. "You will eat every last morsel of my shit," she commanded, motioning towards the bowl. "And you will drink every drop of my piss." Her eyes dared him to defy her as she casually began scooping up handfuls of the feces, letting them trail between her fingers before pressing them against his lips. The slave hesitated for only a moment before parting his lips, tasting the foul mixture on her fingers. It was disgusting, but he couldn't deny the thrill that ran through him as he obeyed her every command. He opened his mouth wider, taking in more of the shit and piss as she encouraged him. Her fingers were replaced by the silver spoon she pulled from the bowl, pressing it against his lips. Reluctantly, he opened his mouth to accept the offering, feeling the warm, sticky mixture coat the inside of his mouth. He closed his eyes, savoring the taste of his mistress's waste. Nikki watched with malicious satisfaction as he began to swallow, knowing full well that this was only the beginning of his humiliation. She smiled, her eyes glinting with amusement at his helplessness. "That's a good slave," she murmured, grabbing another spoonful of the mixture. As the slave continued to consume her filth, she reached down once more, this time grabbing the golden chalice that held her urine. She lifted it high above his head, causing him to crane his neck in anticipation. Slowly, she tilted the chalice, letting the warm liquid pour over his open mouth and down his throat. He gagged as it hit the back of his throat, but he didn't stop. He was her slave, and he would do anything she asked. He sucked in as much of the piss as he could, his face beet red with embarrassment and arousal. Nikki watched with a mix of amusement and satisfaction as her slave cleaned every last drop from the bowl. She could feel the power radiating off of him, the humiliation mixing with the excitement of their twisted encounter. She placed the bowl back on the floor, smirking. "Now," she commanded, "lick me clean."