Scat and Piss Femdom - after shooting piss and shit

After a long and intense session of filming, me and my dominatrix, Candy, were both eager to release ourselves from the fullness that had been building up within us. We had just completed a scat and piss femdom clip where I had been made to serve as both a toilet and a drinking fountain for my Mistress. And now it was time to cleanse ourselves of the filth that has infiltrated our bodies.

With the camera still rolling, we strolled over to a large basin filled to the brim with warm water. Candy stepped in nimbly, gracefully spreading her legs so that her pussy and ass were submerged as she let out a sigh of relief. I knelt beside her, my face level with her Sexy, slightly embarrassed, as she commanded me to clean the filth from her body.

My tongue darted out, tasting the nasty combination of piss and shit that coated her cunt and asshole. I could feel her body shudder with pleasure as I licked clean her most private parts. Once they were clean, I moved up to her breasts, massaging the soft, warm flesh between my hands as my tongue circled her nipples, which had grown hard in the cool air.

Candy directed me to grab a large vibrator which she used to stimulate herself while filming. I pressed the tip against her clit, watching as she arched her back in ecstasy. She groaned loudly, her hips bucking against the toy as her orgasm engulfed her. Watching my Mistress experience such pleasure while covered in my own filth was intensely arousing, and I felt myself growing hard at the sight of it.

Finally, it was time for the final cleansing. We both crouched over the basin, our asses hovering just above the water. With a savage grin, she forced my face into her ass crack, and before I knew what was happening, I was tasting my own shit mixed with her pussy juices. Despite the disgusting flavor, the taboo nature of the act only fueled my arousal further.

Her breath hot against my ear, she whispered, "You're going to drink every drop, aren't you, my dirty boy?" Her voice was low and husky, almost threatening, and I nodded in response, my tongue pushing deeper into her ass than ever before. She grunted in satisfaction before pulling away, and I felt the cool air rush into my clenched ass cheeks as we both leaned over the basin to drink the lukewarm water.

After finally ridding ourselves of the filth that had taken over our bodies, we stood up slowly, our muscles sore from the intense activities of the session. We dried each other off with warm towels, our skin glistening in the dim lighting. As I helped my Mistress into her robe, I couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of pride and excitement knowing that I had pleased her so much that she had allowed herself to become covered in my waste.

I felt her hand slide down to cup my half-hard cock through my pants, and she gave it a squeeze. "Not bad for a slave," she purred, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "But now it's time to reward your efforts." She led me over to the bed, already visualizing all the naughty things she had planned for our next session together. Despite the lingering taste of filth in my mouth and the overwhelming exhaustion that threatened to consume me, one thing was for sure; I was addicted to this life of being her dirty little toilet slave.

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*This story is intended for adults only and may contain disturbing or offensive content.*