Lady Bella was in the midst of her morning routine when she heard a hesitant knock on the door of her luxurious bathroom. As she finished wiping herself clean, she called out for whoever it was to enter. The door creaked open, revealing her loyal servant, Kyle, standing sheepishly before her.
"Yes, Kyle? What is it?" she asked, her tone carrying a hint of annoyance. She didn't have time for his timidity at the moment—she had plans for the day ahead.
"M-my lady... I mean, Lady Bella," he stammered, his cheeks reddening. "I was wondering if I could... if it would be alright for me to... to serve you in your private matters." His eyes darted around nervously as he struggled to form the words.
Lady Bella raised an eyebrow at his unusual request. Normally, she didn't involve Kyle in such intimate affairs; usually, he had more menial tasks around the mansion. However, she felt curious about his sudden brazenness and decided to give him a chance.
"Very well, Kyle," she said, nodding graciously. "You may approach."
Kyle took a tentative step forward, his heart pounding in his chest. As he approached, Lady Bella reached out and guided him to kneel down before her, his face level with her gentle sex. She moistened his lips with her own saliva, then began to lightly kiss and lick his mouth, tracing his tongue with her own.
Her scent was intoxicating, driving him wild with desire. He couldn't believe he was here, on his knees before Lady Bella, of all people. But as her lips found his once more, all thought fled from his mind except for the sensation of her mouth on his.
Moments later, she pulled away and sat up straight, eyeing him expectantly. Kyle looked up at her, confused, until he realized what she wanted. He opened his mouth, hesitating only for a moment before he leaned in and took the first bite of her warm, nutty-smelling feces.
It was unlike anything he'd ever tasted before—rich, earthy, and strangely addictive. As he chewed and swallowed, Lady Bella watched him intently, her face a mask of satisfaction. She reached down and stroked his hair gently, encouraging him to continue.
Kyle couldn't believe he was doing this, but the warmth emanating from Lady Bella was addictive. He crawled closer to her, his mouth wet with her taste, as he relished each bite she offered. She was the one in control here, and he would do anything to please her.
As he finished the last bit of her excrement, Lady Bella leaned back in her throne, satisfied. She extended her hand, and he took it gratefully, pulling himself back up to his feet.
"Well done, Kyle," she said, her voice lilting with pride. "You may return to your duties now."
Kyle bowed his head deeply, wondering what would become of him next. But for now, he was content knowing that he had pleased his mistress and tasted the fruits of her body.
