Tifany, a dominant and beautiful Scat-Princess, stood before her trembling slave with a wicked grin on her face. She was the last in line, waiting for her turn to abuse him as part of their cruel shitting session in the patio.
The slave was already covered in filth and excrement—the bitter stench of feces and urine filling the air around them. His body felt violated, broken, but yet he couldn't help but crave more of this perverse pleasure.
Tifany sauntered up to him, her hips swaying seductively as she reached down to grab a fistful of his hair. With a growl, she pulled his head upward, forcing him to look at her. She studied his face for a moment, admiring the abject terror in his eyes and the way he trembled under her touch.
"It's time for you to take your final reward, my pet," she whispered seductively, her hot breath fanning against his cheek. Reaching down, she grabbed hold of the hem of her shorts and slowly lifted them up, revealing her perfect ass covered in a thin layer of her own shit.
"Eat it," she commanded, shoving her filthy asshole in his face. "And don't you dare spill even one drop of my precious load."
The slave's mouth watered as the sweet, acidic smell of her feces filled his nostrils. With quivering lips, he opened his mouth wide, feeling her warm, slimy tongue pushing against his teeth as she probed his mouth.
"Suck it," she hissed, her voice dripping with lust.
And so he did, sucking on her ass cheeks and licking at the creamy mesh of shit that coated them. He felt a shiver of excitement ripple through him as he tasted her, feeling her power course through him.
"That's a good boy," she purred, hearing the sound of his slurping and licking. She reached down and roughly fingered his dripping cock, eliciting a moan of pleasure from him. "You like this, don't you?"
He nodded frantically, unable to look away from her perfect behind being consumed by his mouth.
"Tell me," she demanded, her voice cold as ice.
"I love it, Mistress," he whispered, feeling a surge of shame wash over him.
She grinned, pulling her ass away from his face. "Good boy," she praised him, her tone now filled with warmth. Reaching down, she grabbed a handful of his hair once again and guided his face toward her pussy, still dripping with her own pungent juices.
"Taste me," she commanded, encouraging him to drink deep of her filth.
And so he did, lapping at her pussy like a loyal dog, feeling her skin against his tongue and the slickness of her juices coating his mouth. He closed his eyes, lost in the moment, feeling his body tremble with anticipation.
She leaned down, her breath hot against his ear. "I think it's time for you to show me just how much you love this," she murmured before suddenly pushing his head down between her legs. His tongue entered her slick folds, tasting the bitter-sweet nectar of her pussy as he began to lap away at her skin.
"Oh, yes," she moaned, her hips bucking against his face as he tasted her. "That's it, you filthy little slut. Drink me up."
His tongue delved deeper into her folds, feeling her wetness coat his throat as he sucked hungrily at her clit. She thrust her hips forward, grinding into his face, her fingers digging into his hair as she drew him deeper into her world of depravity.
"Yes," she hissed, her hips moving erratically now. "Drink my piss, too. You want it, don't you?"
His tongue snaked out, tasting the salty fluid that trickled out of her pussy and onto his face. He lapped away at it eagerly, feeling his heart race as he tasted her for the first time.
And then she cried out, her body shaking as she came hard against his face. He felt her pulsing hot juices spraying his tongue and cheeks, relishing the taste of her as he drank in deeply of her essence.
When she finally came down from her high, she pulled away from him, dripping with sweat and filth. Tifany reached down and pulled the slave to his feet; he wobbled unsteadily as she roughly pushed him towards the house.
"You've been a good toy today," she purred, her hand rubbing soothingly against his back. "But it's time for you to rest now."
The slave followed her obediently, his head spinning with the unfamiliar sensations coursing through his body. As he walked away from the shit-covered patio behind the house, he couldn't help but wonder what other depraved acts awaited him at the hands of this beautiful Scat-Princess.
