I’m done, he muttered, I’m so done. A moment later, he repeated the words. To this, I responded, I’m not done, so you’re not done.
You see, I had just fed him five minutes of my piss, which he received eagerly, his mouth sealed perfectly around my clit, like a baby sucking on a tit.
The unending flow of piss shattered his willpower, and he attempted to voluntarily end the session by crawling out from between my legs.
However, that was only half the feeding, and I was far from done. So, I grabbed him by his hair and dragged him across the bed, commanding him to wait while I positioned the shitting stool beside the bed.
Then, although he was reluctant, I still made him sit up on his shoulders, forming another perfect seal around my asshole this time as I released three massive loads of shit straight into his throat. A perfect seal allows my shit to bypass his mouth and go straight down his throat into his stomach, thanks to his gag swallow reflex. A perfect toilet indeed.
But again, he started to gag and panic. Well, it was his tenth straight minute of serving as my toilet. Perhaps it was a bit much, but hey, we all have those 10-15 minute piss and shit sessions, don’t we? Being a human toilet slave means consuming all of it for the full 15 minutes. He did, but it broke him as a man, I think.
Mistress Wael