Chinese Scat Love - Cruel Queen Pooped on the Slave Chest and Waited for It to Slowly Melt

In the grand hall of the royal castle, a slave was chained to a stone pillar. The slave was a young man, bare-chested and wearing only a thin loincloth around his hips. His eyes were filled with fear as he watched his mistress approach him. She was Queen Xia, a cruel and merciless ruler who often took pleasure in the suffering of her slaves.

Queen Xia approached him, her elegant robes flowing behind her. She was a beautiful woman, with flawless porcelain skin and raven-black hair that cascaded down her back. She held a devious smile on her lips as she approached the trembling slave.

"Your punishment for disobeying me," she said coldly, her voice ringing through the hall. She lifted her robes slightly, revealing a moon-shaped cavern between her thighs. The slave's eyes widened in horror as he saw the dark, freshly-formed turd sitting there, glistening in the candlelight.

Queen Xia chuckled maliciously as she grabbed the slave's chin and forced him to look into her eyes. "I want you to enjoy every moment of this, slave," she whispered into his ear before pressing the warm, sticky turd against his chest. The slave let out a soft moan of despair as the cooling, hardening feces clung to his warm skin.

Queen Xia then stepped back, her face contorted in gleeful anticipation. She watched as the slave's eyes grew wider in terror, knowing what was about to happen next. With a wave of her hand, she summoned a torch from one of the nearby walls, its flames dancing merrily in the air.

She approached the trembling slave once again, the torch held high above her head. She lowered it slowly, until the flames were just inches away from the slave's chest. The heat from the fire began to sear his skin, making it red and raw. Queen Xia's heart raced with excitement as she watched the slave's suffering intensify.

With a sadistic grin, Queen Xia leaned in close to the slave's ear. "I want you to feel the heat of the flames, and the coldness of the stone beneath you. I want you to know that you are mine, to do with as I please," she whispered, her breath hot against his ear. She stepped back yet again, her eyes filled with twisted amusement.

Hours passed as the slave suffered on the pillar. The heat from the fire began to gradually melt the hardening feces on his chest, turning it into a sickening, warm, gooey mess. Queen Xia watched with glee, her hand clapping slowly in rhythm with the slave's moans of agony.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the torch began to run out of fuel. Queen Xia replaced it with a fresh one, her heart still racing from the exhilaration of her cruel game. She watched as the flames licked at the slave's chest again, searing his skin and melting the feces even further.

By the end of the day, the feces had completely melted away, leaving the slave's chest covered in a thin film of soot and sweat. Queen Xia smiled triumphantly as she approached him once again, her eyes glinting with malice. She bent over him, pressing her moist, expectant lips against his ear. "You have been a good toy for me today, slave," she whispered, her hot breath causing him to shiver involuntarily. "But our little game isn't over yet."

With that, she took her leave of the hall, leaving the slave to wonder what new torment she had in store for him. He shuddered, afraid to even imagine the suffering she had planned for him next...