Part 4: Jessy
After spending the afternoon with Celeste, Sarah felt more confident in her role as the Scat-Princess. She had learned a lot from Celeste about using her toilet slave, Jessy, for their own personal convenience. As the sun began to set, Sarah decided it was time to put her newfound knowledge to the test.
She found Jessy kneeling in the living room, waiting patiently for her next command. His eyes widened in fear when he saw Sarah approach. "Jessy," she said sternly, "I want you to clean my ass."
Without hesitation, Jessy jumped into action. He grabbed a bottle of lube and some tissues from a nearby table and knelt behind Sarah. His trembling hands pulled her panties down to her ankles, revealing her perfect round ass. He then began to lubricate his tongue, preparing himself for what was to come.
Sarah moaned softly as the warm, wet tongue slipped against her tight muscles. She closed her eyes, lost in the pleasure of having her asshole worshipped. After several minutes of enjoying the sensation, she decided she wanted more. "Clean me out, Jessy," she commanded, "use your finger."
Jessy's hands shook with anticipation as he slowly inserted a finger into Sarah's asshole. He massaged her tender walls, loosening her up before slowly pushing another finger inside. Sarah moaned louder this time, the pleasure building within her.
"You're such a good toilet slave, Jessy," she whispered, feeling herself growing wet between the legs. "I can't wait to shit all over you later."
As he finger fucked her ass, Sarah slid off her panties and knelt down next to the sobbing Jessy. She grabbed his head and pulled it towards her wet pussy. "You can lick me too," she said, "I know you want to."
Jessy hesitantly wrapped his lips around her clit, sucking softly as he explored her pussy with his tongue. Sarah closed her eyes, lost in the pleasure of having both her asshole and pussy worshiped by her toilet slave. She could feel her orgasm building, the anticipation of what would happen next sending shivers down her spine.
Without warning, she pulled away from Jessy, startling him. "On your knees, Jessy," she ordered sternly. "I'm about to shit on your face."
Tears streamed down Jessy's cheeks as he knelt in front of Sarah, his mouth watering with anticipation and fear. As he watched in horror, Sarah pulled her cheeks apart, exposing her asshole to him. She closed her eyes and grimaced, feeling the familiar discomfort of a full bowel.
Without further warning, Sarah's bowels opened up, releasing a hot jet of shit directly onto Jessy's face. He gagged and choked as the putrid smell filled his nostrils, the taste of human excrement coating his tongue. Sarah smiled cruelly, enjoying the power she held over him.
"Clean me off, Jessy," she said softly, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Jessy hesitated for a moment before grabbing a nearby wipe and gingerly cleaning his Mistress's asshole. As he did so, he couldn't help but wonder when this torment would end. But deep down inside, he also knew that he would always be a toilet slave for Sarah, no matter how much pain and humiliation she put him through.
