Princess Nikki was not just beautiful, she was powerful too. And she enjoyed demonstrating her dominance over her hapless slaves. One of her favorites pastimes was to make them "clean up" before she went out on a date. The insufferable pleasure she derived from humiliating them made her wet with anticipation.
Dressed in a stunning red gown that hugged her voluptuous curves, Nikki strutted into the room where her slave was waiting. He was kneeling on the cold tiled floor, his naked body trembling in fear. He knew what was coming next.
With a cruel smile curling her lips, Nikki sauntered over to him and yanked down his pants, revealing his pathetic cock. Without a word, she thrust him forward onto the toilet seat and roughly shoved him until he was face-to-face with her ass.
"Eat my shit, slave," she commanded, her voice dripping with venom. "Clean my asshole like the filthy piece of shit you are."
Tears streaming down his cheeks, the slave did as he was told, pushing his tongue deep into her rectum to taste the foul mixture of feces and piss that filled it. Nikki moaned in delight at the feel of his tongue against her sphincter, and slowly lowered herself onto his face, grinding her hips against his nose as she took a huge, satisfying shit.
"Swallow it all, you disgusting creature!" she hissed. "Drink every last drop of my filthy piss too!"
The slave struggled to breathe as Nikki's pungent waste filled his mouth, but he dared not disobey. He could feel her hot piss running down his throat, choking him as she continued to empty her bladder.
Finally, sated and spent, Nikki stood up and stepped back, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction. The slave fell to the floor, coughing and gagging, his mouth filled with the foul stench of her excrement.
"Now don't you feel all clean and presentable?" she taunted, her laughter echoing through the room. With a snap of her fingers, she summoned her attendants who rushed over, ready to help her prepare for her date.
Leaving the slave where he lay, a pathetic mess of his own filth, Nikki passed by him without a second glance. He watched as she glided away, a trail of contempt and disgust following in her wake. For him, there would be no escape from this humiliation. He was just a lowly slave, destined to serve as nothing more than shit and piss disposable for his mistress.
