The day was hot and sticky as I stepped into my bathroom. I was feeling particularly naughty today and had an idea running through my mind. I decided to switch up my planned video shoot from taking a dump on a plate to something far more sinful - using my slave as an impromptu toilet seat.
I called him into the bathroom, already naked and shivering with anticipation. He knew something was up when he saw the pile of steaming fresh excrement waiting for him on the tile floor. "No," I said, shaking my head dismissively. "You're going to delight in a much more intimate experience today."
Without further explanation, I positioned him underneath me, his face flush against the ground staring up at me. He was at my mercy now, and he knew it. I positioned my asshole over his face, feeling his hot breath against my sphincter. He whimpered softly as I slowly lowered myself onto his face, his mouth gaping open in anticipation.
As my ass made firm contact with his lips, I felt a rush of pleasure course through me. It wasn't just the thought of using him as a human toilet seat that turned me on - it was the power I held over him, the utter submission in his eyes.
I started to push, gradually forcing more and more of my coiled up, smelly turd into his willing mouth. His eyes watered and tears rolled down his cheeks as he struggled to breathe through the powerful musk of my ass. But he didn't fight me; if anything, he moaned louder in submission with each thrust.
As I emptied myself onto his face, my hands gripped firmly into his hair, pulling his head back as if he were a rag doll. I reveled in his humiliation, feeling the weight of my shit pressing down on him like a physical manifestation of my dominance.
Finally, when I was satisfied that I'd emptied my bowels onto his face, I stood up and surveyed my work. He lay there, covered in his own filth, struggling to breathe through the overwhelming stench. I smiled down at him, feeling a sense of victory wash over me.
"Excellent," I purred, running my fingers through his matted hair. "That was truly magnificent. But don't worry; I'll be sure to give you more opportunities to showcase your dedication to serving your mistress."
With that, I turned and walked out of the room, leaving him to wallow in his filth and contemplate his next task – determined to make my dreams into reality, knowing full well that he would be there, waiting for my command.
