Toiletslaveanddommes - Lady Darlin back with more scat feeding

The scent of freshly taken shit filled the air as Lady Darlin, the infamous dominatrix, strutted back into her dungeon. Her slave, kneeling before her, couldn't help but tremble with anticipation. Today was the day he had been waiting for: another chance to serve his Mistress and satisfy his insatiable scat fetish.

Lady Darlin strutted over to her throne, where she gracefully took her seat. She nodded towards the bowl of steaming fresh feces that awaited her slave. Without hesitation, he lowered his face into the pile of shit and began to inhale deeply. It was like nothing else he had ever experienced, and he couldn't get enough of it. As he savored the scent and warmth of his Mistress's shit, he felt a sense of contentment wash over him.

Lady Darlin watched with amusement as her slave lost himself in her feces. It was one of her favorite pastimes, seeing the pleasure she could bring him from such a disgusting act. Satisfied with his devotion, she decided it was finally time to end his agony and grant him another dose of her incredible ass-juice.

Slowly, she rose from her throne and made her way towards her slave's waiting mouth. She lowered her perfect, round ass ever so slightly and gave him a view of the glistening treasure that awaited him. With a grin, she allowed him to lick and taste every inch of her sphincter before finally allowing him access to her tight, forbidden asshole.

The taste of fresh shit mixed with the tang of her ass was unlike anything else he had ever experienced. It was a rush unlike any other, and he knew he would never get enough. As he continued to indulge in his Mistress's ass, he could feel her sphincter begin to clench around his tongue. It was a sign that she was about to unleash a torrent of fecal goodness, and he couldn't wait.

With a growl that seemed to echo through the dungeon, Lady Darlin began to take long, slow breaths. Her slave watched in anticipation as her asshole began to swell, signaling that she was about to unload her massive load of shit onto his eager face. And just as he thought he couldn't wait any longer, she finally let loose with a thunderous shit cannon of epic proportions.

The warm, creamy mess landed right in front of his eager face, and he dove right in. He lapped up every drop of his Mistress's shit, savoring every bite as if it were the nectar of the gods. And as he did so, he couldn't help but wonder what her next shit dump would be like. He knew there would be many more to come, and he couldn't wait for each and every one of them.

The feeling of complete submission and utter joy washed over him as he continued to feast on his Mistress's shit. He knew he was hers, body and soul, and he would do anything to please her—even if that meant kneeling in front of her throne, covered in a mountain of shit, for the rest of his life.

As he looked up at her, eyes shining with admiration and love, he realized that this was his true calling. He was a toiletslave, destined to serve his Mistress in the filthiest way possible. And with that thought lingering in his mind, he returned his attention to the task at hand: cleaning every last drop of shit from his Mistress's perfect ass.

The remainder of the day was spent in blissful servitude as he cleaned the dungeon and prepared for her next visit. He knew that each time he would be rewarded with another taste of her divine ass—a thought that filled him with excitement and anticipation.

And so it was that the toiletslave continued to serve his Mistress, Lady Darlin, with unwavering devotion. For he knew that in her filth lay his greatest pleasure and purpose—to be her toiletslave and cherish every last drop of her precious shit.

- End of story -