Mistress Anna Toilet - Toilet Slave POV

As my toilet slave, you're used to having your mistress, Mistress Anna Toilet, dominate your every movement and act. Today is no different, and you find yourself kneeling before her, the only thing separating your face from her perfect ass is a thin toilet seat. Your tongue is ready to do its duty, cleaning the dirt and grime off of her favorite pair of stilettos. The smell of her feet fills your nostrils, making you yearn for more of her filth.

Your tongue dances across the expensive leather as if it were a lover's tongue, cleaning away every speck of dirt with eager precision. You can feel her muscles tense and relax as you work, knowing that your efforts are pleasing her. You lift your head, craving to look at her once again. Her ass cheeks are firm and round, inviting you to taste the fruits of her labor. Without hesitation, you extend your tongue, tasting the salty yet sweet taste of her ass.

With a moan of approval, Mistress Anna lowers herself onto the toilet, her weight thrusting her plump bottom towards you. Your tongue works overtime, lapping up the warm, sticky mess left behind by her bowel movement. The sensation of her flesh against your tongue electrifies you, making you harden under your pseudo-uniform. You push your face further into her ass, savoring the taste of her shit.

Mistress Anna's commands come rapid-fire as she takes pleasure in your efforts. She rotates her hips, grinding her ass against your face. "Lick... my.. feet," she pauses between each word, emphasizing the demand. You comply without hesitation, raising your gaze to her exquisite feet. They're adorned in sheer black stockings, the knobby. bulbous toes peeking out from the silk material. Your tongue traces the line of her ankle, leaving a slick trail of saliva and drool.

As if sensing your desire, Mistress Anna leans forward, giving you full access to her sweaty, stinking feet. You take advantage, burying your face between her toes, inhaling the musky aroma with delight. Your tongue works its way up her instep, circling around her arch before making its way to the tips of her toes. Each toe receives your undivided attention, with long, slow licks that send shivers of pleasure down her spine.

Mistress Anna moans in ecstasy as you worship her feet, her legs shaking from the building orgasm. She knows you're waiting for your reward, and she doesn't disappoint. With a mischievous smile, she lifts her foot, revealing a glistening glob of her fresh, warm shit coated on the pad of your tongue. She holds it there for a moment before pushing it into your mouth, commanding you to taste it and savor every bit of the fecal flavor.

You comply without hesitation, allowing the sweet, sticky mess to coat your tongue and roll around in your mouth. The taste is divine, sending shivers of pleasure down your spine. You can feel Mistress Anna's orgasm building inside her, the tightening of her sphincter a clear indication of her impending release.

With a loud groan, Mistress Anna pushes your head down, forcing you to take more of her shit. You open your mouth wide, accepting every drop that falls from her ass onto your tongue. The hot, heavy stream fills your mouth, causing you to gag reflexively. But you push through the discomfort, determined to please your mistress.

When she's finally finished, Mistress Anna pulls her foot away, watching with satisfaction as the last trace of her shit slides down your chin and disappears into your mouth. She smirks, knowing that you'll remember this moment for the rest of your life. "That's a good toilet slave," she purrs, reaching down to clean herself with a wad of toilet paper. "Now, get back to work."