The warm summer evening was still young when Mistress Sabina prepared for her Saturday stunt. She slapped on her most revealing latex outfit that hugged her curves in all the right places, making her already sensual body look irresistible. Tonight, she had planned a special scat event for her loyal slave. He had been eagerly waiting for this moment every weekend, knowing full well what was in store for him.
As Mistress Sabina entered the dimly lit room where her slave was cuffed to the floor, he immediately prostrated himself before her, his heart pounding with excitement and fear. He could smell the intoxicating scent of her perfume, mixed with his own desperation and past encounters with her excrement. His cock was hard as a rock, contrasting sharply with the nervous pit in his stomach.
"Get ready, you piece of shit," Mistress Sabina commanded in her seductive yet authoritative voice. The slave eagerly nodded, his eyes never leaving her figure as she climbed onto her golden throne. That throne, which symbolised her ultimate dominance over him.
She slowly, teasingly lowered her petite behind onto the toilet seat, letting out a soft smile as she felt the cool porcelain on her skin. Her ass cheeks just barely touching the edge of the bowl. The slave, already bound, couldn't help but imagine the taste of her freshly prepared dinner. The taste of his queen's excrement was the greatest reward one could hope for, and he was determined to savor every morsel.
With a demanding look in her eyes, Mistress Sabina spread her legs wide, inviting her loyal servant to peer up into her heavy-rimmed eyes and dripping wet pussy. She had used the toilet earlier that day, and it was full of golden nectar just waiting to be released. The scent wafting from her pussy mixed with the aroma of her toilet, forming a repulsive yet arousing cloud in the air.
As if in slow motion, Mistress Sabina carefully aimed her stream of golden nectar into the toilet bowl, watching intently as it hit the water with a satisfying splash. Her entire body shivered with pleasure as she released her bladder, feeling the warmth spread through her loins. Then, she turned her attention to her other task for the night.
"Open wide, slave," she commanded once more, her voice dripping with authority. The slave's eyes widened in anticipation as he leaned in, mind racing with excitement and anxiety. This was it. He knew what was coming next.
Mistress Sabina lifted her perfect ass off the toilet seat, presenting her gleaming rosebud and tight sphincter to her eager slave. With one swift motion, she smeared a generous amount of her shit onto his lips, letting it trail down his chin and onto his bare chest. He moaned in ecstasy as he tasted the sweet and savory flavors mingle on his tongue, unable to contain his gurgles of pleasure.
She continued the ritual, pushing her filth into his mouth with her fingers until there was no more room. He choked and gagged on the putrid mixture, but he didn't protest. No, this was his ultimate desire, and he would never dare defy his Mistress Sabina.
As he struggled to swallow every last morsel, she finally lowered herself back onto the toilet seat, her soft thighs shaking with pleasure. She let out a contented sigh, relishing in the power she held over her loyal subject. She reached for a small plate and placed it on the floor, unceremoniously emptying her full bladder onto it. The yellow stream trickled down the plate, forming a perfect replica of her golden pussy.
The slave couldn't contain himself anymore. He licked up every drop of her urine, feeling the warmth spread through his body. He knew what was coming next and couldn't wait to taste the fruits of her labor.
Satisfied with his performance, Mistress Sabina stood up and turned around, revealing the final treat from her evening ritual. A freshly shit turd, still warm and steaming. Her anus glistened with sweat, and her eyes glinted with satisfaction. The slave eagerly reached for it, taking the turd between his fingers. He slowly lifted it towards his mouth, savoring the moment.
He placed the turd on his tongue and began to chew, feeling the rough texture and earthy flavors burst in his mouth. It was the most delicious treat he'd ever had, and he moaned loudly, not caring who heard him. As he swallowed the last bite, he felt a sense of fulfillment wash over him. He was grateful to be her toilet, to clean her up, and to feel her excrement on his tongue.
The night ended with Mistress Sabina straddling his face again, letting loose one final dump on his chest. He lapped it up like a hungry puppy, eager for more. Their bond grew stronger with each passing encounter, more twisted than anyone could ever imagine. But to them, it was perfection.
And so, another Saturday drew to a close, leaving the slave spent and satisfied, eagerly awaiting the next weekend to serve his mistress once again.
