Abby Strange Fetish - Lick the shit from my foot, loser!

Abby Strange Fetish was a striking woman with a captivating aura about her. Her feet were adorned in lustful high heels, accentuating their perfection. Little did her admirers know, she had an unusual fetish locked away deep within her mind - a fetish for another's waste. She loved the feeling of having someone worship her underwear as she filled it with all that her weak bladder could hold. As for the ultimate indulgence, watching them eagerly lap at her filthy feet was beyond compare. Today, Abby was going to put this fetish into action...

Abby had been holding in her bowels for quite some time now, feeling the weight of her waste slowly filling up her insides. Her desire to relieve herself was growing stronger by the moment. She decided to find a suitable victim and put her plan into action. Luckily, there was a man who had been following her around, hoping for just this opportunity. As she turned around, catching him staring at her ass in those tight heels, she smirked. "Lick the shit from my foot, loser!" she said with a sultry tone.

Without hesitation, the man knelt before Abby, ready to obey her command. His tongue darted out of his mouth, eagerly anticipating its first taste of her dirty feet. As Abby lifted her foot off the ground, revealing her soles and the scat smeared foot from different angles, he couldn't believe his luck. The smell of her waste was intoxicating, making him even more desperate to taste it. Slowly, he pressed his tongue against her soles, feeling the warmth of her body and the softness of her skin mixed with the pungent taste of shit. Abby moaned in pleasure at the sensation, her legs trembling from the overwhelming pleasure of having him at her feet.

She watched as he licked and sucked on her toes, his face contorting into expressions of pure ecstasy. This was exactly what she wanted - someone to worship her every move, to admire her in all her filthiness. She couldn't help but wonder how far he would go to please her. The thought sent shivers down her spine, making her nipples harden beneath her tight blouse. As he slowly worked his way up the scat-smeared foot, savoring every inch of skin and waste, Abby couldn't contain herself any longer. She needed release – now!

Without warning, Abby dropped her second foot onto the pile of shit she had just created. The smell was almost overwhelming, but it only added to the excitement for both of them. Slowly, she began to unbutton her pants, revealing a pair of black, lacy underwear that clung to her damp pussy lips. "Mouth," she murmured seductively. "Lick it clean."

His tongue darted out once more, eagerly exploring the wetness between her legs. Abby moaned, feeling herself growing closer to the edge. She couldn't believe how far this man was willing to go for a taste of her filth. As he lapped at her clit, sucking on it with relish, Abby surrendered to the sensations coursing through her body. Her legs shook, her knees weakening as the pleasure built inside her. And then, with one final thrust from his hungry tongue, she came undone, crying out in ecstasy as waves of pleasure washed over her.

As she rode out the high, Abby looked down at the man, now covered in her waste and her juices. He looked up at her, his eyes shining with desire and admiration. She reached down, pulling him up onto his feet. "You're a good boy," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him softly on the lips. It was the first time she had ever kissed anyone after a session like this, and it sent shivers down her spine. "Now clean yourself up," she said, handing him a towel. "But remember - I'll always have this taste in my mouth. And yours too." With that, she turned and walked away, leaving him standing there in awe of the power she held over him – and over herself.