Toiletslaveanddommes - Goddess Andreea facesitting and smothering

Goddess Andreea sat on the edge of the bed, crossing her legs and smiling down at her toilet slave. He was already at her feet, his head between her thighs, his tongue tracing the outline of her pussy lips. As he worshiped her, she stroked his hair gently and said, "Soon, slave. First, you need to prove yourself worthy of becoming my personal toilet." Her slave looked up at her, his eyes wide with anticipation and arousal. Andreea laughed softly, a cruel edge to her voice. "You want to be my toilet, don't you? Prove it to me." With that, she stood up, revealing her shapely ass in a lace thong. The slave licked his lips, his gaze fixed on her round cheeks and narrow waist. She turned her back to him and said, "Crawl to me, toilet slave." Obviously excited, the slave shuffled forward on his hands and knees until he was pressed against Andreea's back. She bent her knees slightly, lifting her ass in the air. Then, with the skill of a pro-wrestler, she grabbed his head and lowered him onto her plump, scented buttocks. "Mmmm... you smell so good, slave," she purred, wrapping her arms around his head. "You know what to do." The slave nodded against her ass, his tongue seeking out her tight anus. He began to lap at her entrance, making her gasp. Meanwhile, his hands roamed up her thighs, but were stopped by her powerful thighs clamping down on his arms. "No, toilet slave," she said, amused. "Your hands are not for yourself. They are for my pleasure. Now, use your mouth." Reluctantly, the slave took his first tentative licks at her asshole. Andreea groaned in approval, pressing her ass back against his face. He could feel her muscles tensing, getting ready to expel something from her bowels. "That's it, slave," Andreea encouraged. "Eat my ass clean. Make me proud to call you my toilet." As he lapped at her moistened anus, he could feel something hard pressing against his face. Suddenly, she released a steady stream of diarrhea into his waiting mouth. He moaned around her ass, swallowing her shit obediently. "Good boy," cooed Andreea. "Clean up my mess now." Grinning wider than ever, the slave lapped up every drop of his Goddess's shit, making her ass glisten in the dim light. His face and mouth were soon caked in feces, but he didn't care - he knew he was one step closer to becoming the toilet slave he desired. "That's enough for now, toilet slave," Andreea decided, breaking their intimate bond. She stepped away from him, leaving his face covered in her dried up shit. "Take a bath and prepare yourself for the next stage of your training. Remember, your ultimate goal is to become my human toilet. Now, beg for the honor." The toilet slave looked up at her, his face a mask of filth, but his eyes shone with pride and love. "Please, Goddess Andreea, make me your toilet. I will serve you faithfully, no matter how much you shit on me." Andreea smiled, satisfied with his response. "Very well, toilet slave. Come to me when you are clean and ready for your next lesson." With that, she turned around and started walking towards the bathroom. The slave could only watch in awe as his Goddess, Andreea, disappeared into the bright lights, leaving him alone to contemplate his newfound purpose in life.