Mystress T - Big turd in slaves mouth!!!

I haven't taken a shit in two days and boy do I have to go! This time, I decided to treat my loyal Toilet Slave to something truly special. I ordered him to kneel down before me, his head bowed in submission as he awaited his master's command. With a smirk, I commanded him to look up at me and gaze into my eyes; the fear and anticipation clear in his expression. Then, I gently laid his head back into the coolness of the toilet bowl, guiding him into position. It was deliciously subversive - me, a woman of power and dominance, using him as nothing more than a vessel for my waste.

I took my time, teasing him with my piss. It sprayed against his face and slowly worked its way into his mouth, forcing him to swallow every drop. His eyes were wide with shock and awe; he had never experienced anything quite like this before. And then, the moment of truth arrived. I gave him an order he knew he couldn't refuse: "Open wide, slave. It's time for your masterpiece."

With trembling hands, he opened his mouth as wide as he possibly could. I took a deep breath, feeling my asshole tightening in anticipation of the epic release to come. With a powerful thrust, I pushed out my enormous turd. It hit the back of his throat with force, causing him to gag and choke in disgust and excitement. He couldn't believe what was happening - his mistress, the one who held all the power, had just shat into his mouth. And yet, there was no denying the rush of pleasure that coursed through his body.

As I pulled my shitter out of his mouth, I gazed down at him with satisfaction. His face was covered in my sickly sweet scat, and he looked up at me with a mix of horror and passion in his eyes. With a grin, I reached down and smeared even more of my feces over his cheeks, into his hairline, and down his neck. My fingers left sticky trails of destruction as I traced patterns across his skin. "Do you like it, slave?" I taunted him.

His voice was barely more than a whisper, but it was enough. "Yes, Mistress," he managed to croak out. "I love it." And with that, I knew that I had him completely under my control. After all, who could resist the allure of such taboo pleasures? Not my Toilet Slave, that's for sure. And so, I smiled to myself, knowing that our little game would continue for as long as he was willing to submit to my every whim and desire...