Tasteys Treasures - Soft shit in my tub

Tasteys Treasures - Soft shit in my tub

Ahh, a tranquil morning. The sun is shining, and the birds are chirping outside. The perfect time for a refreshing bath, don't you think? As I sink into the warm, soothing waters of my tub, my mind wanders to my beloved slave. I can't help but smile as I imagine his reaction to what I have planned for him today.

My morning routine begins with a gentle scrubbing of my body, washing away any dirt or impurities. As I lean back against the edge of the tub, my fingers begin to play with my juicy asshole, massaging it gently as cold water washes over my legs. Slowly but surely, I start to feel the familiar pressure building up inside me - a delicious mix of anticipation and arousal. My asshole puckers, ready to be filled with warm, soft shit.

Within moments, my legs are submerged once again as I slowly lower myself back into the tub. The water laps against my stocky thighs, sending small waves all around me. My luscious ass rises above the surface, glistening in the morning sunlight. As I squeeze my anal muscles together tighter and tighter, thick strings of hot, sticky liquid stream out of my ass - forming a perfect ring around the edge of the tub.

I watch in delight as the warm shit slithers its way down my leg, slowly covering my entire body in its soft, gloopy embrace. It's almost like a protective layer, a sacred barrier that separates the clean from the unclean. My slave, on the other hand, will be the one to break through that barrier - to taste every delicious drop of my precious nectar.

As the final strands of shit drip off my body, I stand up and step out of the tub. My massive ball-crusher cock juts out menacingly from my crotch, already dripping with precum. My mind drifts back to my slave, chained up in the dungeon beneath me. I can almost feel his eager mouth watering at the thought of what's coming next.

Taking a moment to savor the power I hold over him, I strut towards my special slave-cleaning station. One look at his hopeful expression tells me everything I need to know - he's ready for his treat. "Get down on your knees, slave," I growl, my voice echoing through the dungeon. "It's time for you to taste Tasteys' treasures."

Slowly, he lowers himself down onto the cold, hard floor. His eyes never leave my giant cock, glistening with anticipation. "All of it, slave," I command, pointing towards the soft ring of shit around the edge of the tub. "Every last drop."

Without hesitation, he leans forward and *psst*s the first mouthful of my precious shit into his open mouth. His tongue darts out, lapping up every last bit of the sticky liquid as it slides down his throat. "Good boy," I croon, watching with delight as he begins to lap at the tub, licking up every bit of my shit. "You know you love it."

And he does. As his tongue flicks over the cold, hard surface of the tub, I can almost hear the pleasure coursing through his veins. The sound of slurping and smacking echoes through the dungeon, but neither of us cares. We're both lost in our own twisted little world of pleasure and pain, dominance and submission.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he looks up at me, his eyes shining with happiness. "Is there anything else you'd like me to do, Mistress?" he asks, his voice shaking with excitement. My heart swells with pride - he truly is a loyal servant, willing to do anything to please me.

Smirking, I step closer to him, my cock throbbing against his forehead. "Well," I muse, running my hand through his messy hair. "I was thinking about your ass looking awfully empty right now..."

His face contorts in pure ecstasy as he anticipates what's coming next. "Yes, Mistress," he whimpers, pushing back against me slightly. "Whatever you want..."

Soon enough, I'll be filling that needy hole of his with my colossal cock, plowing him mercilessly until he's screaming my name in the depths of his ecstasy. But for now, we'll both savor the anticipation...