As the day progressed, the goddess found herself in need of a good laugh. She knew just the person to seek amusement from – her faithful servant. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she made her way to his quarters, grabbing a roll of duct tape along the way.
Arriving at his door, she gave it a soft knock before pushing it open and stepping inside. He was lying in the bathtub, oblivious to her presence, his eyes half-shut as if lost in thought. She smiled wickedly and crept up behind him, reaching around to tape his mouth shut.
He jolted awake at the sensation of the tape being pressed against his skin and tried to move away, but it was too late – she had him trapped. She taped his lips shut tightly, ensuring that not even a whimper could escape. Then, she taped his eyes open, revealing his wide-eyed terror beneath.
The goddess chuckled darkly as she admired her handiwork. She took a moment to look at him, assessing whether he was suitably prepared for her entertainment. Satisfied with his submission, she made her way over to the toilet, pulling her dress up as she went.
The moment she sat down on the cold porcelain, she knew he would be able to see the mess she was about to create. She grinned wickedly at him, raising her hips slightly as she released a torrent of diarrhea into the bowl. The foul-smelling liquid splashed against the walls, making a loud gurgling noise in the enclosed space.
Next, she pulled a turkey baster filled with warm, soapy water out of the tub and began to coat the head of her toy with it. She ran the baster up his nose, over his forehead, and down into his hair. She repeated this process until every inch of his face was covered in a slick, soapy film.
Finally, she turned her attention back to the toilet, reaching into the bowl to grasp a fistful of her diarrhea. She squeezed it into a thick stream, aiming it directly at his open mouth. She watched as it dripped down his chin, his neck, and into his collarbone.
Despite his predicament, she could see that he was finding this as arousing as she was. His cock, trapped beneath the water, was rock-hard against his willpower. With a delighted laugh, she continued to let loose a steady stream of her filth into his mouth until he was choking on it all.
Satisfied with her display of dominance, she pulled the tape off his face, freeing him from his ordeal. He coughed and sputtered as the warm liquid spilled from his mouth, casting wary glances at her while trying not to show any weakness. She smiled softly before standing up, grabbing her dress, and making her way out of the room, leaving him alone to contemplate what had just transpired.
