Today, I am exceptionally wildly aroused, more so than usual. I have been masturbating all day, reaching orgasm multiple times, yet I am still consumed by an insatiable desire. Eagerly, I continue to pleasure myself in bed when a brilliant idea strikes me. What if I order a slave to fulfill all my salacious fantasies? The thought excites me beyond belief. I promptly dial the number and order a slave to be delivered to my hotel room. Once he arrives, I secure him with handcuffs, claiming him as mine. I feel a surge of lust as I sense my bowels filled with thick, creamy feces. Unable to contain myself, I relieve myself in my jeans and proceed to unleash my waste onto him. As I reach a finger-induced, screaming orgasm, I watch him struggle not to ejaculate at the sight of my act. I then proceed to smear my juices onto his helpless face. With his face positioned right behind my soiled jeans, I relieve myself, filling the fabric with mushy, pungent feces. I command him to deeply inhale the strong scent, watching him fight the urge to gag. I revel in the satisfaction of fulfilling my dirty fantasies through him. As the pants come off, exposing my thong and soiled jeans, I proceed to smear my waste onto his face, fulfilling his desires. I then urinate all over him while he lies helplessly cuffed. I proceed to push out more of my nasty, creamy feces onto him. As a reward, I retrieve a lollipop and cover it with my feces. I ensure it is fully saturated by inserting it into my anus, further soiling the treat. I command him to open his mouth and insert the dirty lollipop, ordering him to savor the flavor. The next surprise awaits him as I remove my thong and smear it all over his face. I have booked you for the entire night, slave, and I am not yet done with you…