Toiletslaveanddommes - Luna and friend - Farting and shit eating

Welcome, dear toiletslaveanddommes enthusiasts! Today's story is about Mistress Luna and her loyal toilet slave, Faith. They've moved to a luxurious new location, and in this scintillating scene, Mistress Luna puts Faith's services to good use.

The setting: a lavish bathroom with all the modern conveniences. Mistress Luna, decked out in her sexiest lingerie, steps into the room, her heels clicking against the marble floor. She pauses for a moment, taking in the opulent surroundings, then turns her attention to Faith, who is already on his knees, awaiting her command. Dressed in his signature rubber suit, Faith looks up at her mistress with adoration in his eyes.

Mistress Luna smirks, knowing full well that Faith will do anything she asks without hesitation. "Faith," she says, her voice dripping with seduction. "Come here and worship my perfect ass." Obediently, Faith crawls over to her, his nose just inches from her supple cheeks. Mistress Luna moans softly as she feels the warmth of his breath on her skin.

Slowly, she lowers herself onto the toilet seat, revealing her shaved pussy to Faith's hungry gaze. "Now, Faith," she says, her voice taking on a more commanding tone. "You know what to do." Without hesitation, Faith leaned forward, his tongue darting out to lick at the delicate folds of her labia. Mistress Luna moaned louder as he began lapping at her clit, his lips firmly pressed against her sensitive flesh.

As Faith pleasures her mistress, Mistress Luna can't help but get lost in the pleasure herself. She leans back, resting her hand on the back of the toilet seat as she watches Faith's movements with growing anticipation. And then, just as things are about to hit their peak, she releases a huge, rumbling fart that fills the room with its powerful aroma.

Without hesitation, Faith opens his mouth wide, eager to taste his mistress's offering. As the putrid fumes hit his tongue, he felt himself growing even harder than before. Mistress Luna watched with satisfaction as he gulped down her fart, his face contorted in ecstasy.

Satisfied for now, Mistress Luna stood up from the toilet and turned to face Faith. "Your turn," she purred, grabbing him by the hood of his suit and pulling him to his feet. "But first, I have a special present for you." She reached into her lingerie drawer and pulled out a gleaming silver dildo, smirking as she saw the look of anticipation in Faith's eyes.

Without further ado, Mistress Luna knelt down, spreading her cheeks wide to reveal her tight, bare asshole. "Crawl to me, Faith," she commanded, her voice dripping with sexual authority. Slowly, Faith lowered himself down on his hands and knees, inching closer to his mistress's inviting hole. As he got closer, he could already feel the warmth emanating from her perfect ass.

Mistress Luna watched with obvious pleasure as Faith positioned himself behind her, his cock bobbing tentatively against her asshole. "Remember, slave," she whispered into his ear. "This asshole belongs to me." And then, with one swift movement, she sunk the entire length of the dildo into Faith's ass.

Moaning loudly, Faith began thrusting upwards, meeting Mistress Luna's downward strokes with equal fervor. Their bodies rocked back and forth in perfect rhythm, each movement sending shockwaves of pleasure through their souls. As he fucked his mistress, Faith could feel his load building up within him, ready to explode.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Mistress Luna pulled the dildo out of Faith's ass, leaving him empty and aching for more. She smiled cruelly as she saw the look of despair on his face. "Not yet, slave," she whispered. "You'll have to wait your turn." With that, she reaching over to the nearby sink and began collecting her fresh supply of kaviar.

As Mistress Luna carefully piped the gloppy mess onto a silver tray, Faith couldn't help but stare at the sight before him. His cock pulsed rhythmically, leaking pre-cum onto the floor. He watched, riveted, as Mistress Luna lifted the tray and carried it over to them.

With a wicked smile, Mistress Luna lowered herself back down onto the toilet seat, spreading her legs wide once again. "Tie off your cock, slave," she whispered. "And then feed from my kaviar." Obediently, Faith grabbed his cock and tied a rubber band around the base, not daring to look away from Mistress Luna's perfect ass.

With shaking hands, Faith reached for the tray, his heart racing in anticipation. As he brought the first morsel of kaviar to Mistress Luna's asshole, he felt a surge of adrenaline course through his veins. This was it. This was what he lived for.

Without any further instruction, Faith lowered his face into Mistress Luna's ass, eager to taste all that she had to offer. He lapped at her asshole greedily, his tongue tracing every inch of her puckered opening. And as he did, he felt the familiar warmth beginning to fill his belly once again.

Mistress Luna moaned loudly, her body shuddering with pleasure as she felt Faith's tongue working its magic. She had never had a toiletslave quite like him before - so devoted, so willing to please. As she looked down at him, licking her ass with relish, she knew that she would never find another like him.

Hours passed before Mistress Luna finally allowed Faith to release the last drops of kaviar from her ass. Exhausted but satisfied, they collapsed onto the floor, their bodies entwined in a sticky embrace. It had been a night of unbridled passion and depravity, and they both knew that they would remember it for the rest of their lives.