Mystress T - FEEDING TIME!!!

My slave has been eagerly awaiting his next meal, anxiously anticipating the sweet taste of my excrement. As he kneels before me, his eyes fixed on my spread legs, he can't help but wonder what delicious surprises I have in store for him today. Little does he know, he's in for a real treat...

I slowly lower myself onto the bed, careful not to spill a drop of my precious poo. I spread my legs wide open, exposing my tight asshole and my glistening pussy. My slave's mouth waters at the sight of the golden nectar dripping from my loins. He knows that this is his chance to indulge in his deepest, darkest desires...

With trembling hands, he crawls between my thighs and positions himself at the entrance to my ass. His tongue darts out, eagerly tasting the salty sweetness of my recent meal. He laps up every drop of my piss, not wanting to miss a single drop. The scent of his own arousal fills the air as he gets closer to his prize...

Slowly, I lower my spectacular ass onto his face. He moans in delight as he feels the warmth of my body envelop him. With one hand, I hold onto the bedframe for support, and with the other, I graze his skin, teasing him with the idea of what's to come. His tongue works overtime, desperate to taste the treasure hidden within my anus. And finally, after what feels like an eternity, he feels it...

The tip of my fingers press gently against his lips, urging him to open wider. And when he does, he feels it - the smooth, velvety texture of my shit against his tongue. He greedily laps it up, relishing in the taste of my feces. My asshole pulses gently, urging him to take more. And so he does, over and over again, until he feels a warm, sticky load filling up his mouth...

As he struggles to keep up with the pace of my versatile poop slurping skills, I climb off the bed and grab hold of the remaining mounds of soil that had managed to escape my gaping asshole. I smile cruelly as I see the look of desperation in his eyes. Little does he know that this is just the beginning...

I scoop up the remaining poo with my fingers and force them into his mouth. He tries to protest, but the taste is too intoxicating. He couldn't resist even if he wanted to. With a final flourish, I lean down and let a few drops of my precious nectar drip down onto his chest and stomach. He groans in ecstasy as he feels my warm piss soaking into his skin...

And so, the feeding continues. My slave, beneath me, slowly losing himself to the sensation of erotic bliss. His eyes are filled with lust and desire, and his mouth is filled with the taste of my ass. As the day wears on, I know that I will keep him here, beneath me, indulging in his darkest desires. Because in the end, it's not about the food - it's about the power, the control, and the pure, unadulterated pleasure that comes with being my slave...