The sun was high in the sky as Nataly stood over her toilet slave, her full glistening body on display from behind. She had made sure that he was already properly positioned, his mouth resting against her asshole and his nose pressed against her pussy. Her naked form towered over him, casting a long shadow on the floor below.
"I hope you're ready for this, slave," she said in a cold, detached tone. "You've been trained well so far, but I'm about to push you to your limits."
Slowly, she lowered her massive, fluffy buttocks onto his face – and suddenly the sound of his struggling muffled groans filled the room. The weight of her body was crushing him, driving every last bit of air from his lungs. His tongue desperately tried to wriggle free but was pinned under her ass cheeks.
"That's it," she murmured softly. "Take a deep breath, savor the scent of your Queen's asshole. You know what comes next."
With that, she pushed. A massive turd forced its way out of her anus, filling his mouth to the brim with hot, fuzzy warmth. The taste was overwhelming – a mix of rotten shit and sweaty butthole – but he couldn't help himself. He had to swallow every single bite.
As he struggled to keep up, Nataly leaned against the side of the tub, grabbed a handful of her long, thick hair, and tilted her pelvis even further back. This allowed even more of the hot, sticky poop to flow out of her ass and into his willing mouth. Her asshole was now grinding against his nose, filling the air with a thick, acrid stench.
When at last she judged that he had swallowed enough, she withdrew from his mouth with a slurping sound and sat back on the edge of the tub. Panting heavily, the toilet slave looked up at her with glazed eyes, his face coated in a thick layer of her shit.
"Good boy," Nataly said with a smile, reaching down to pat his head. "Now, it's time for you to clean up your mess."
She stood up, her towering figure casting an even bigger shadow over him. With a final wink, she turned around and bent over, presenting him with her magnificent ass once again. As she waited for his tongue to make its move, a self-satisfied smirk appeared on her face.
This was it – the moment he had been training for all along. It was time for him to prove his worth as the perfect toilet slave; time to show his Queen just how much of a shit-loving worm he truly was.
