Toilet Slaves Scatology - Caged slave Wants to Eat!

In the dimly lit dungeon, a figure clad in black latex, their face obscured by a mask that bore a sinister grin, hovered over a squat wooden toilet cage. The metal door of the cage creaked open, revealing a cowering individual inside. They were naked except for a jockstrap and stared up at their captor with wide, terrified eyes. "No, please," they whimpered. "Not today." The figure ignored their pleas, reaching into the cage and grabbing the trembling individual by the chains that bound their wrists. With a forceful yank, they pulled them up to a standing position before forcefully pushing them face-first against the inside of the cage, their mouth pressed against the cold steel. "Now, toilet slave," the figure growled, their voice distorted by the mask. "It's time for you to eat." The individual inside the cage closed their eyes, bracing themselves for what was to come. Slowly, the figure lowered their own ass onto the edge of the cage, positioning themselves directly above the orifice pressed against the cold steel. There was a moment of tense silence before they pushed forward, driving their ass against the slave's face. "Suck," the figure commanded, their breath hot against the slave's ear. "You know you love it." The slave whimpered, hesitating for only a moment before opening their mouth and wrapping their tongue around the invading object. Their captor moaned in pleasure, thrusting their hips forward and back, driving their ass deeper into the slave's mouth. "That's it," the figure murmured, their hips bucking wildly. "Eat my ass, you filthy toilet slave." As they continued to fuck the slave's face, something warm and wet began trickling down their thighs. The slave opened their eyes, staring up at their captor in horror as they realized what was happening. The figure was taking a shit onto them. "Swallow," the figure commanded sternly, grinding their hips down against the slave's face. "Or do you need me to make you?" The slave whimpered, their body trembling with both fear and arousal as they felt the hot, sticky mess filling their mouth. They closed their eyes, taking a deep breath as they tried to prepare themselves for the taste. With a trembling hand, they reached up and gently rubbed their captor's thigh, offering a feeble sign of submission. "That's better," the figure purred. "Now swallow." The slave opened their mouth, sticky saliva dribbling down their chin, and prepared themselves for the bitter taste of fresh feces. As their captor pushed their ass down against the slave's face, coating their tongue and filling their mouth, the slave did as they were told, swallowing hard and suffering through the disgusting flavor. As their captor finally pulled away, the slave collapsed against the metal cage, panting heavily. For a moment, there was relative silence before the figure withdrew, leaving the trembling slave alone once more. Alone with their darkest desires and the smell of shit lingering in the air.