The dinging bell that alerted me about the most important Person in the world rang loud. I sprinted as fast as possible to assume my position at Her feet and my owner looked down at me from down Her nose as She dragged Her foot across my tongue, smirking the whole time.

"Have you cleaned My lair, slave?"

"Yes, Mistress."

"Good. I have a very important guest visiting tonight. She has never used a slave to shit on before," She grabbed my face between Her hands, "you will swallow everything and make Her feel as though She were no longer a human and were a true Goddess. Make Her feel like I feel. Make Her KNOW you are nothing but a toilet."

i knew better than to speak. There was no dirt left on the bottom of Her heels and my Owner stood tall while i pulled off Her shoes.

She loved to look down at me, Her property, while I waited to obediently carry out any task She decided to command. There was never a moment of hesitation on my part. i had been trained better than to think for myself. i thought only for my Mistress, my Owner.

my Owner is the most perfect Human being to ever have lived. She is a gorgeous Woman that stands at an average height on perfect legs that have enough meat to be considered sexy, but nowhere near fat. She's muscular and strong without being overbearing in Her looks. Her short, blonde hair was done up today, giving Her a very posh look to match Her perfectly shaped breasts.

Not that it mattered what She looked like, though. i was Her property.

"Go now, then. Get My toilet room ready."

my legs moved swiftly as i ran on all fours like some kind of pathetic creature, always making certain that my slave head was never higher than my Owner's.

Mistress Bree's toilet room is quite the sight... There are two camping chairs hanging on the wall and what looks like a little closet in the corner. There's a fart box next to the door for people just smelling Mistress Bree's farts. The floor is a very nice concrete that looks like a finished garage floor, affixed with a drain in the middle of the room to drain any piss a slave might miss. Mistress Bree loves this room, and it is my personal favorite. Serving as a toilet to a Goddess like Mistress Bree is the best way to prove you accept your Owner as your Superior.

i didn't know who was coming over, so i pulled a camping toilet off the wall and carried it to the "closet" area. When i opened the door i saw the familiar reflection...

There are three walls made of mirror so that whomever is shitting can look at Their reflection and watch as their anus opens and pours out shit into the slave's mouth, wide open below them as they catch the shit and eat.

i heard heels clicking and moved underneath the toilet, looking up through the familiar oval shape, excited and afraid all at once.

Mistress Bree walked in wearing white shorts and a tight black t-shirt. She has shit into my slave mouth so many times that talking to me was ridiculous. Do you talk to your toilet?

When Her pants were around Her ankles, She slowly lowered Herself into position. The first fart sounded like it just sort of leaked out. Usually those farts are the ones that burn the nostrils and make you gag, but not me. Mistress Bree has me trained now to accept Her farts with a smile and a polite, "Thank You for farting in my face, Mistress. i thank You in advance for shitting into my mouth, too. Please allow me to eat it all."

She shifted forward and let a monster fart out this time that opened Her asshole and showed me Her colon while the sphincter muscle opened. With a monster rip like that, She'd be ready to shit into my slave mouth soon.

i sniffed at the fart and noticed that it really wasn't that pungent. She probably ate some chicken. At the sight of the first turtle head, i smelled better and realized it was a pork shit She was taking in my mouth. i loved Her pork shits!

The first turd was pinched off and i enjoyed the texture. It was less slimy on the outside and i chewed it for a few bites before eliminating Her human waste and turning it into slave chow. She stood up and moved the camping toilet, this time opting to sit right over my face while a much larger turd escaped Her bowels and entered my mouth. This turd was about a foot in length and i enjoyed how it smelled and looked sitting atop my face while Mistress stood up and stared down at me.

Mistress Bree watched as i chewed and swallowed the last of this turd and i opened my mouth again, awaiting my next task or command. She gave it to me without words and sat onto my mouth while i licked and lapped at Her anus, cleaning it perfectly for Her.

She stood up and slipped Her white shorts right back up and walked out of the room. i looked around and made sure everything was perfect and back in order before searching my owner's home for another way to make Mistress Bree's life easier.

As i finished dusting Her piano, the bell at the back door chimed again. i sprinted over and didn't recognize the beauty that towered above me. She was wearing tight spandex shorts and pouted Her full, pink lips out. i dropped to my back and stuck out my tongue and She dragged the bottom of Her flip flop across my tongue, then Her bare foot. She smiled as Her pony tail fell to the left side of Her face and stuck Her big toe into my mouth.

"Suck on that for a second, slave. Call me Miss Brat"

i obeyed.

She pulled it out and then squatted over my face, releasing a fart from Her perfectly muscular ass that had been shaped over time by many squats. This fart was particularly pungent and had an aroma that i am not likely to forget.

i kissed Her spandex covered ass and thanked Her for farting in my face, "Thank You, Miss Brat. How may i serve You?"

She kept Her ass in my face while She spoke, "My Mother owns you. Told Me to come over. Said I'd be using you for something. Kiss My ass again."

i obeyed while She pushed out another fart. i could feel Her sphincter muscle push as the air escaped the trap of Her colon and enter into my nose. The fart pushed past my lips and moved onto my tongue, but i had a feeling a lot more than just Her farts would be in my face shortly...

Her mother walked in and She stood to meet Her in a hug.

"Hello Mummy!"

"Hello Lilly! I see You've already made a little use of the slave."

"Oh yes, Mummy! It was really nice farting in his face..."

"it's, Dear. it's not a him or a her. it's not human, so it doesn't haven't a sex. it's just a piece of My property. I own it."

"Sorry... It was funny to fart in it's face. So why have You told Me to come over?"

"Well, My sweet Lilly, You are better than most other people, and most assuredly better than slaves. So I wanted to be there when You took Your first shit down a slave's throat."

"Oh Mummy! That would be lovely! I'm a little nervous that I might feel like I'm hurting it, but I think I would love to shit down this thing's throat. It would feel marvelous!"

"it does not feel, Lilly. it will do whatever You command. it loves eating Your shit. it ate My shit about 30 minutes ago."

"Perfect. Well i ate a rather large portion of cabbage and drank a few beers... Topped it off with a big bowl of chili," She turned to me and laughed, "Picked a good night to shit down your throat, toilet! Well, I'm about to go now, so..."

"Let's not waste anymore time, then!"

i ran ahead and grabbed the camping toilet again, this time ready for a much bigger, smellier load of shit. The toilet room opened and the mirrors looked back at me, holding onto the camping toilet from almost all angles.

i opened the legs to the toilet and crawled into my rightful position as Miss Brat's plumbing.

She removed Her shorts and plopped heavily onto Her throne above me. She sighed and a wave of foul smelling turds the size of a small candy bar erupted onto my face, filling my mouth and then piling onto my face with shocking speed. i chewed through them as quickly as possible. The stench was overpowering and i could tell She was enjoying it when i caught Her eyes in the mirror a few times. She laughed once and then put Her head between Her hands as She couldn't believe i ate it all so fast. Finally, there was nothing left in my mouth until She filled the gap right back up.

This time it was two small turds that accompanied a pile of Her mushy shit.

"Looks just like the chili I ate! Hahaha! Enjoy the second go around with it."

"Thank You Miss Brat," i tried to say, but ended up almost choking on Her shit.

"Wouldn't that be a fucking great end to it, Mummy? 'Oh, that thing died when My Daughter's shit filled it's lungs.' haha!"

She farted again while my mouth was full of Her feces and i finally was able to swallow the entire load. For a third time, though, Miss Brat unleashed a wave of shit that was much smaller and more manageable. It plopped out of Her perfect and pretty butthole, landing right into my mouth. i swallowed and washed my face with a rag quickly while She sat above me still on Her throne. i then proceeded to clean Her anus and licked and probed while She farted again and tried to push out any remaining shit and farts.

i stuck my tongue deep inside Her asshole, pushing it to get Her colon as clean as possible. She farted one final fart that tasted much like Her shit, but no fecal matter followed. i made one final pass with my tongue, and then gently kissed Her anus to let Her know that if She was done with Her shitting experience, i would stop.

"Wow... Mom... That was AMAZING! I very much look forward to doing that again. And You were right. It doesn't feel weird having it open up it's mouth while I take a shit. I was worried it would feel like shitting on a human, but this thing? It's just a toilet."

"Yes it is, My little Brat. I'm so happy that My toilet could make You feel relieved of the shit that You just made it eat. Can you believe that some people might consider My property a human? But not you, right slave?"

i couldn't answer because there was still some of my Owner's Daughter's shit in my mouth, but i just shook my head 'no', confirming that i am not a human.

But that's the thing about being a slave. we're not human. we surrender that right when we decide to be a slave. Now, some slaves didn't make the decision entirely themselves when they become a slave, if they're forced into it. They're not really slaves, they're captives. But us? The slaves that begged to be shit upon, literally? That need to be farted on? That serve actual human beings? we're nothing. Just pieces of property that human beings own. Any human being in the world is better than us, we deserve the contempt of any human and if my Owner wasn't around and a human told me to open my mouth so that They could shit into it, i would obey. i know my place in life. i know that Mistress Bree is above me in all ways, and that i live my entire life in Her service.

She. Owns. me.

i. Am. A. slave.