Don't worry if you're a fan of mine. Just trust that it turns out the way that it should. One thing I'll say is this is a lot more degrading and extreme.

I will be the greatest master of all time.

I'd practiced on some of my exes, but they were too independent, had too much free will. What I needed to start with was a true slavegirl. A slave that would do anything I said.

Even eat my shit.

I wondered if she would gag or just accept it. But I would be so dominant. Thinking about her being such a pathetic slave turned me on.

There were some girls at college that were into me, I'm hot and very athletic. Nobody could say no to me.

Even my cousin wanted me, but incest is fucking gross. I let her organize my closet though.

I was dating around when I was introduced to Shelby. Shelby is taller, 5'8" or 5'9". Brown hair she often put up in a messy bun. She was athletic, too. Leaner with a nice, big, solid ass. Her tits were proportional, but on the smaller size. She has a beautiful face.

We met when Ashley, the girl I was dating, told me earlier that night she didn't want to be a slave. I wanted to humiliate her, so I went to her friends party, met a few people, and then asked for Shelby's number right in front of her.

Ashley stormed out of the room. She was short, 5'4", athletic, tight body. Her ass was kind of perfect in relationship to her body. A little big, but not massive. She could make me cum so amazingly, but I needed a slave and only a slave would do.

Shelby didn't know Ashley well, so she did give me her number and we found a dark corner to talk. She said she'd actually thought about slavery quite a bit and loved the idea of slavery. She told me she wanted to have a week-long trial period with me.

I confirmed that she would be the slave and she laughed.

"This is going to be perfect," she whispered into my ear and put her hand on my throbbing cock.

I came in my pants and went to my apartment to get things set up and could barely wait until Monday to make arrangements with work.

Shelby came over and was wearing a white athletic shirt and grey leggings that were so tight it was like a second skin. She took a scooter she rode over and folded it up. She had a really large bag slung over her shoulder, as well.

"I thought we agreed you would need no possessions. Possessions are for the master. You're not the master," I knew I had to start off firm.

"I'm just going to put them in the closet with my scooter. It's like I own nothing at all."

She was so fucking sexy. Maybe I'd put her in the swing tonight...

"I have rules, slave," my voice was shaking. I'd never done this...

"Of course," her confidence, even as a slave, shook me all the more.

I read out the rules I'd typed:

1. The master is infallible. Anything the master says must be the truth.
2. If the master says it, it is a command, not a suggestion. The slave will obey the master without hesitation.
3. The slave should always be thinking of the master and attempt to preemptively do tasks before it is commanded, but if the slave sees a task that must be done while doing a commanded task, the commanded task takes precedence and the slave will be punished if the other task is not done in time (because it should have been thought of by the slave earlier).
4. The master is the only person in the house. The slave will understand this.

And then I paused. We talked about no-limits, but I wanted to see her reaction.

5. The master shall use the slave as their toilet. The slave will open their mouth and allow the master to relieve themselves of cum, piss, and shit. Then the slave will eat, drink, and thank the master for the privilege.

Would she be able to agree?

"Of course. This is a very good set of rules," Shelby then took off her shirt and pants and got naked, "Now... Let's get to work..."

For an hour, she unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher and folded some clothes. I was watching her when she said, "Shouldn't the master be sitting in their chair, watching the game instead of watching a slave do chores?"

This was where I was really inexperienced. When I was dominating women, it was always in the bedroom and now it seemed really juvenile and weak. I was dominating women, but I didn't have any real power. I held real power of Shelby. I am her master.

"Yes... I will be watching tv."

I grabbed a beer and thought it felt kind of cool to sit there while my slave was doing chores.

After another hour, I had to piss... It was time.

"Uh, slave," I called out, "I have to pee."

She came out of my bedroom and went into the bathroom. I followed her in, looking at her naked ass bounce in front of me.

Shelby got down, but I balked.

She said, "You seem nervous."

"It's my first time," I said.

"Here, would it help if I showed you kind of how it goes?"

"Yeah," I felt better, "That would help."

She stood up and helped me get naked. She then put me down on the floor and the cold tile made me shudder.

I was hard. She sat on my cock and I slid inside her. We fucked for only a moment, but I exploded.

She got up and said, "I'll show you how it goes, then. You'll need to understand it."

"Ok. Show me. And to be honest, I've never really had a slave..."

"I know. I know. So, let's just say I'm the master," Shelby was smiling sweetly.

I laughed, "You're the master."

"Good..."

She then kicked me in the ribs!

I rolled over, "You fucking bitch!"

"What did you just call your master?!" Shelby kicked me hard in the back.

"What the hell! I'm your master!"

"You just agreed that I'm the master, slave!"

She rolled me over and squatted her pussy over my mouth. My own cum dripped onto my face.

"Ah you missed it! Whatever, I don't give a fuck about your cum. It's my shit that I want you to eat."

She started pissing on my face, it was an extremely heavy stream. A lot went in my mouth and up my nose. I couldn't help but swallow some of it.

"I thought you wanted to be my slave!"

Shelby was done pissing on my face and stood up, "No, no, no. My fetish is finding men that think they're dominant, but then I bring them to heel and show them their true place is under my ass. I'll make you my toilet, and the strangest thing? You'll thank me for showing you who you are."

"You're fucking insane. I'm not going to do anything you say. You're the slave, not me!"

I went to get up, knowing I could easily overpower her, physically, so I started to. She began to cry and scream, "No! Please don't hurt me! Oh god please no! You have to stop! I swear, I won't tell the cops you raped me! I promise I won't!"

I recoiled and backed away from her, "What the fuck?"

She recomposed herself and calmly walked over to the mirror. Affixed to it was her phone. She clicked a few buttons, "If you call the cops, I'll just tell them a story you won't want to get out. I've uploaded this video to my cloud and a friend of mine has access. She can download it for me unless you do as your told... Slave."

She had a look of victory on her face and as we both stood there naked, it was clear to both of us who the superior was.

I knelt before my master.

"Kiss my feet," she commanded and I obeyed, tears flowing, "Not the tops, stupid. You start with the bottoms, loser."

She took a picture of her foot on top of my face.

Shelby started to speak, "My favorite thing, the only one true turn on for me, is taking men that think they're dominant and really fucking giving it to them. I only ever do to them what they want to do to me. So I usually just fuck them with a strap-on, but you? No. I knew this would be special when you read your rules. I've never shit in someone's mouth before. But after this week, I'll have taken every single one of my shits right into your fucking mouth."

"Please," I began to beg, "Please don't..."

The anger in her face was beyond anything I'd ever seen, "How fucking dare you! You were going to do it to me! Why would I show you mercy?! You wanted to use me as your fucking toilet, so why shouldn't I use you instead?! If the roles were reversed again, you would make me eat your shit, no? So you WILL eat my shit. And you will taste every fucking mouthful. In fact... On your back, toilet."

"Open your mouth."

Shelby's ass lowered and I thought there would be some time to think, but there was none. Her shit came fast, thick, and smelly.

I was bawling. She wasn't wrong, though. I wanted to shit in her mouth. I was going to make her my toilet. Instead, she'd turned me into hers.

Her shit was one huge turd, probably 3 feet long and dark brown. It was soft and clumped together very easily, turning from a turd into a pile. It smelled so awful and was somehow more humiliating than I'd expected. My mouth was her personal outhouse.

There were no farts, and the turd spilled onto the floor. She waited for a while with her ass pointed at my face, even though it was clear she was done. It had happened so fast. Such a huge load, too. I couldn't believe how much came out.

She stood up to survey the damage, "Huh. Small load, too. Doesn't smell that bad, either."

My eyes showed the fear and she laughed, Shelby said, "Hahahhaahahaha! You thought this was big and smelly?!!?!??!? This is NOTHING, slave!!!! Oh my god, this is nothing, toilet! You have no idea! Now, eat my shit. Savor it while you're chewing, too. Really take in the flavors."

She wouldn't stop laughing at me and I started to cry even more.

I finally got it all down.

She pulled out her phone, "What are you?"

I looked at the camera with tears in my eyes and Shelby's shit all over my face and in my mouth, "I am your slave."

"You're a slave, yes. But you're the lowest kind of slave, aren't you?"

"I'm your toilet slave. I am your toilet, Shelby."

Shelby turned around her camera and said, "My fucking toilet."

She turned off the video and threw a blindfold on the ground.

"Clean up this mess, make me dinner, and then put this on and wait in the bathroom, slave."

"Yes Master."

"See how much better I am at being the master, by the way? You were all worried and nervous. You were so unsure if you could be the master, but look at how certain I am. How certain I am that you will do what is commanded. This is the proper way for both us. You can't be a master. The sooner you see that you're my slave, the better."

I hadn't argued with her, so every time she gloated it burned even more, but still, I acknowledged her superiority, "Yes, Master."

"Go, slave."

I did as I was told and found her sitting on my couch, naked.

"Set my food on the table, slave. Then stick your face up my ass."

I set the food down and knelt, "Why am I putting my face up your ass?"

She slapped me very hard, "Rule number 2, slave. If the master says it, it is a command, not a suggestion. The slave will obey the master without hesitation."

"I'm sorry!"

"Don't be sorry! Be putting your face up my ass!"

I scrambled while she lifted her ass. Immediately, she ripped a fart that I would have thought would kill me at point blank range.

PRRRRT

She didn't say and I started coughing.

"Oh for fuck's sake. Just eat or smell the fart, toilet. You ate my shit already, a little fart can't be that bad."

She farted again, this time it was longer.

AAAAAROUUUUUUUMMMMMMMFFFFF

I took this one in my mouth and the echo made her laugh. Shelby was enjoying this.

"Here, face up. This will be really uncomfortable for you, but it'll make eating easier. Never farted in someone's face before. This is hilarious. I like this better than pegging losers."

Shelby moved me around and I was sitting on the floor with my head up so she could sit her anus over my open mouth.

"You might get a little shart, if you're lucky," she ripped a nasty, wet fart, "Ohhhh! Actually, if you're lucky, I'll just take another shit in your mouth."

I started crying again.

"You cry too much. Your tears are making my ass wet. Speaking of wet..."

SSSSSSPPPPPPLLLLLUUUUURRRRRSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTT

"Oh fuck..."

Her shit was spraying all over the inside of my mouth and I wanted to die.

She cackled with laughter and I could feel her sphincter pushing.

"This is good, slave. I knew you could make some good, healthy meals for me. Only seems fair I make one for you. Here's a snack!"

Her pushing released not another fart, but a smaller turd, maybe 3 inches long.

"Oh fuck! It's not a snack! This is a full blown meal!!!!"

She started pushing more shit out.

"You better keep up, toilet."

I was stuck with my face up her ass and started to choke down her shit as fast as possible.

She didn't slow down and soon my mouth was at capacity. I ate and ate and ate, but then she stood up and said, "No, don't worry about going fast. I like that you're tasting it and suffering."

She unloaded a final turd that was a foot long and smelled worse than earlier.

"Quit crying. You're such a little bitch. Alright, while you eat my shit, I'm going into the kitchen to eat this so I don't have to smell my shit. You have to smell my shit though. You have to smell it because you're eating my shit. When you're done, blindfold on and lay in the bathroom. Now... Eat my shit!"

She laughed and walked away while I savored her shit and ate every turd.

Shelby had truly reduced me further than I ever thought I could go.

A few days had passed and we fell into a routine. Shelby shit two or three times per day, every load was pretty big. She told me she was going to eat a big White Castle or Taco Bell meal for the final day.

I was nervous for this day, but also thankful when it was here. I knew this was not going to be pleasant, but at least it was over.

Shelby put me in her car and we drove to her house. Apparently, she had a toilet box built for the day.

"I'm going to reduce other men like you, so I figured why not make the tools."

I felt so bad for the other men she'd use as her toilet...

She had me get in and there were some heavy restraints.

Then, she went out to eat and I was left alone with my thoughts.

I had been a jerk to women, but nobody deserved this. I just wanted to dominate them sexually because that's what excited me. Was I wrong for that?

The door to my daily residence opened and I saw her...

It was Ashley.

I'd forgotten how beautiful she was... And how kind she was!

"Ashley! Ashley! It's me!"

She turned her pretty face down to me and spoke really loudly, "Hey, toilet! Shelby told me this was why you broke up with me. You wanted people to use you as a toilet. I just wanted to let you know there's no hard feelings, and to prove it to you, I'm going to shit in your mouth. Shelby told me to wear earplugs so I wouldn't hear the farts and shit slip out so I'd be less self-conscious and could really give you a good load. I'm going to shit now."

Ear plugs?! FUCK!

Ashley never would have done it if she knew the truth she could have even called the cops for me...

But instead, Ashley pulled down her pants and sat over my mouth.

She started shitting immediately and it was very loud. There were so many farts escaping from the turds, too.

PPLLUORS SPRLORT SPLOURLS PPPPSSSRT TTRSPPPLROT SSSPPPPLOT POOOOOOOOOOOOOSSSSSSS

Her anus released a monster meal. It didn't smell as bad as Shelby's, but it was still a giant pile of shit on my face. There was some kind of plastic funnel that held the shit on my face, but also pushed the shit toward my mouth and didn't let overflow hit the ground.

Ashley wiped and dropped the paper on my face, which somehow added an even higher level of shame to me.

"Well I hope you're happy then," Ashley said too loud, "That was kind of fun. Maybe I'll come back and use you again since you're wanting to stay here permanently."

My mouth was completely full of her shit when I heard it... Permanently?!?!!?

Ashley left and almost immediately Shelby entered.

I tried talking with a mouth full of Ashley's shit, "BRMUHENTY?!?!"

Shelby faked looking sad, "Dangit! She ruined the surprise! But yes, toilet, you're here forever. Well... Until you die, which you will. It's very unhealthy to live off of only shit."

The shit was making my lips stick together."Why m-e?!"

"Why you? Well, for starters, there have been several men that have served at my home, but none as a toilet. You see, they were at least somewhat dominant and had pride. Nobody would ever submit to this. But you? It took me a week. The reality is that all I've done is turn you into what you are."

I didn't respond. I wasn't going to.

Shelby continued, "I don't want you to talk, and I won't be talking to you again. Because from here on out, you're a toilet. I even bought special edible toilet paper so when anyone uses you, they can just drop that into the toilet bowl, aka your mouth."

She pulled out a book that I recognized... Was that?

"Oh, and yes. This is your 'Little Black Book'. I called all 22 women you marked as 'slave' in the book," she flipped through it, "Sarah, Stacy, Steph... That's just one 's' page... All 22 said they felt humiliated by what you'd done. Every single one of them said they wanted payback. And you know what? I'm going to give it to them. Do you know how?"

I was still tasting how she was going to do it. Ashley's shit immediately got heavier in my mouth.

Shelby then sat over the top of me and said one final thing before never talking to me again for the rest of my life, she was true to her word on that.

"You're no man. You're a toilet. This is your new life now, so you better get good at it, you miserable, pathetic toilet."

I decided she was right, and when I made up my mind, I really went for it.

i will be the greatest toilet of all time.