Valery was in an important meeting, but she couldn't help but feel her pussy growing wet. It was time for her slave to clean up her desk, and she knew just how aroused he would get from his duties. She could hear his heartbeat as he entered the room, his eyes fixed on her ass.
"Get your head on the desk, slave," she commanded. As he did so, Valery felt her asshole clench in anticipation. She looked down at him, feeling the power of her position as her boss and mistress. "You're going to love this," she whispered, barely breathing as she positioned herself over him.
With a smile, she lowered her ass onto his face, feeling his tongue search for her taste. "Swallow it all," she said, grinding her hips against his face. She was about to unleash a torrent of shit onto him, letting out a moan as she felt the first wave hit his lips.
Her asshole contracted again and again, forcing thick shit into his mouth. His throat worked desperately to swallow it all, eyes watering from the force of it all. He was gagging on her feces but couldn't bring himself to disobey her.
Finally, the deluge ended, and Valery pulled her ass off his face. "Clean it up," she ordered, her tone cold. The slave knew what was expected of him and began licking the last traces of shit from her desk. The smell filled his nostrils, but he couldn't help but feel a twinge of arousal at the thought of pleasing his mistress.
Valery watched in amusement as he worked, feeling the mixture of humiliation and pleasure he experienced with each lick. She leaned back in her chair, crossing her legs. "Good boy," she said, reaching down to caress his cheek, still wet with her waste. She could feel the warmth radiating from his skin, making her heart race with anticipation for what would happen next.
As the slave finished cleaning up, he looked up at her, hopeful for some sign of approval. "Get on your hands and knees," she said, her voice low and husky. "I think it's time for some more pleasure." She had other tasks for him, but they would have to wait. This was too good an opportunity to ignore.
Her eyes fixed on his ass, she couldn't help but imagine the feeling of her cock sliding into his tight hole. She moved closer, tilting his face up so their eyes met. "You will do anything I say, won't you?" she whispered, her breath hot against his mouth. He nodded, trying desperately to control his growing erection.
"Good boy," she said again, stroking his cheek one more time. With that, she turned around and thrust her hips forward, feeling the head of her cock rub against his opening. "Let's see how well you take it," she said, taking a deep breath as she lined up her aim. And then she pushed.
Valery felt the slave's muscles clench around her invading cock, and she groaned in pleasure. She started thrusting, feeling the power of her control over him. His moans filled the room, and she could feel his tears mixing with her sweat as she took him from behind.
Finally, she pulled out, his cock still dripping with her saliva. "Clean it up," she ordered, turning back around to face him. His eyes met hers, pleading with her for more, but she remained impassive. He began licking his own cum off the floor, tasting both her shit and his own desire.
As he finished, Valery got up from her desk, pushing past him without a word. The slave stayed on his knees, watching her leave the room, wondering when he would get his next taste of her power.
