Scat Goddess Amanda - Poop Lick Tease Toilet Instructions

Surrounded by the early morning quiet and calm, the submissive toilet slave yearns for their Mistress to return home. Their mind drifts towards the Scat Goddess Amanda, imagining her luscious form and the way she confidently commands those around her. Finally, the door opens, and there she stands—tall and assured—a vision in precision with her striking face accented by makeup artfully applied to bring out her cheekbones. She has an aura that demands respect and reverence. The toilet slave can barely contain their excitement as they see a packet of cookies in her hand. "Mistress Amanda..." the slave whispers, unable to move from their place on the floor. "Good morning, toilet slut," she replies with a smirk, walking over to her throne. "I hope you've been practicing your tongue twisters while waiting for me," she teases, casually dropping the cookies onto the floor as crumbs scatter beneath her feet. As she sits down and lets out a contented sigh, the slave can't help but lean in closer, anticipating the moment when they will be granted their Mistress's attention. The sound of her zipper being lowered fills the room, echoing off the walls like a seductive melody. "You know what comes next," she says, the tone of her voice indicating that there's no going back now. Her underwear glides down her toned thighs, revealing a glistening treasure chest teeming with deliciousness. The slave crawls closer, their nose brushing against the soft, warm skin of her inner thighs. They breathe in her intoxicating scent—a mixture of vanilla and sweat—and feel their cock throbbing in their pants. "Lick," she commands. The slave doesn't need to be told twice. Their tongue darts out, tasting the sweet nectar that pools at the entrance to her sacred temple. It's unlike anything they've ever tasted before—salty yet sweet, with a subtle tang that sends shivers down their spine. "That's it," she moans softly, grasping a handful of her hair as she lets out a contented sigh. The walls around them shake with the force of her orgasm as she relishes in the sensation of someone finally worshipping her godly form. Feeling energized by their praise, she leans forward, giving them better access to explore the depths of her heavenly asshole. They take full advantage, lapping up every drop of nectar that drips out while simultaneously cleaning her clitoris with fierce, passionate kisses. "You taste so good," she murmurs sleepily, her head lolling to one side as she loses herself in the sensations. The slave is overwhelmed with the intensity of their newfound pleasure, gasping for air as they try to keep up with her demanding pace. "You're doing such a good job," she praises, tracing her fingers lightly over their face. "I think I'll reward you with another treat." Unexpectedly, she leans forward and pressing her perfect ass against their face, pushing another round, hot, steaming turd into their eager mouth. It's a delicate balance between pleasure and disgust that they navigate with expertise, savoring every bite as it melts on their tongue while simultaneously marveling at the trust she places in them. As the final morsel disappears into their throat, they pause for a moment, feeling full and content. "Was that enough for you, toilet slave?" she asks, one eyebrow raised in amusement. They barely manage a nod before she grins ferally and leans back, offering them another opportunity for servitude. And without hesitation, they sink back down between her legs, ready to taste her divine essence once more.