Mistress Elisha’s Toilet

"I don't know, what would you say?"

"I think we can call that a successful test!" Elisha gasped before pulling Lauren in for another kiss.

Lauren shuddered in pleasure as Elisha's fingers delved into her drenched core, her fingers expertly exploring her folds as their kisses deepened.

Lost in each other's arms, they made out in a haze. They remained oblivious to the passage of time until, finally, Elisha broke the silence.

She pulled back from Lauren's embrace and smiled curtly, her voice low and challenging. "What if I asked you...to lick my asshole?" Her eyes twinkled as the question hung in the air.

The hair on Lauren's neck began to bristle, as she processed the question. She was having difficulty forming a coherent thought and Elisha's fingers dancing in and over her engorged mound were not helping.

"Does it excite you?"

For a reply, Lauren simply moaned and continued to grind her hips into Elisha's hand.

"That's not an answer!" Elisha teased as she pulled her hand out of Lauren's pants, wiping it clean on her stomach. "We can continue this later," she laughed before grabbing her glass. "Let's get back to this interview for a minute shall we?

Lauren was taken aback by the change of tempo and her unease only seemed to delight Elisha, who made no effort to hide her amusement. She had this girl right where she wanted and was ready to enjoy the show.

"Do you want to know which videos truly pay for my champagne lifestyle?" She asked, raising one eyebrow.

"I'm going to take a guess here," Lauren said, almost panting, still reeling. "The roleplaying ones? Or maybe the ones with all the toys and restraints?"

Elisha smirked. "Not quite, but you're on the right track. Role play yes, but let's say, the filthier the better." She leaned in.

A knowing look spread over Lauren's face. Her eyes widened.

"Want to try again? I know you've been holding out on me. You HAVE watched all my videos. I can see it on your face! I could hear it in your voice just now!"

Lauren's face flushed crimson. "You mean the ones where you...you know, go number 2?"

"Those are the ones!" Elisha watched Lauren squirm.

Lauren presented an expression of shock and disgust. "So, seriously? That's what makes the most money?"

"You got it!" Elisha confirmed playfully.

"That's just...wow," Lauren stammered.

Elisha's grin widened. "Yep. Those videos. Scat videos. People will pay top dollar for the really disgusting ones. The ones where I take a shit, and ask my slave to EAT it!"

Lauren, however, was aware of this. She had done her research and a large majority of Elisha's videos featured her shitting and dirty talking to her slave. The first time Lauren stumbled upon one of Mistress Elisha's scat videos, she was floored, but found herself unable to look away. That video led to a second and third, until finally, she had gone down a filthy rabbit hole of watching every single one Elisha had to offer. For...research?

Though there were no actual slaves in the videos, Elisha was a natural actress and could make the viewer feel like they were her submissive, eating every last bite of her soft filth as she fed it to the camera with a knife and fork or as she pumped it down the camera's throat.

Lauren had, from an intellectual perspective of course, wondered what it would feel and taste like. She wondered even more now that she was in Elisha's presence. However, she was determined to keep the scope of her enthusiasm for her work a secret if at all possible.

"I know, guys can be pretty nasty...You mainly sell to men right?" Lauren asked, unable to fully suppress the quiver in her voice.

"I believe so, yes. The people I've interacted with and have had conversations about the fetish with have been men." Elisha toyed with the hem of her tank top, flashing Lauren a look at her tan stomach. Although her words were innocent, the glint in her eyes suggested she knew exactly how Lauren felt about the topic. "But who knows? Maybe there are some girls out there who get just as hot as the guys do," she said with a smile.

"Maybe." Launch tried not to sound too interested. "I mean, I can see how people are into pee and ass licking, but I just can't wrap my head around the whole shit-eating thing," she deflected.

"I think some people just have different tastes when it comes to what turns them on," Elisha said knowingly. "I'll level with you. Making those videos is a huge rush for me. Honestly, if I have a guy licking my back door, a part of me is thinking about how it would feel to...just go. Just go into his mouth and make him swallow it all down. I know it can't happen in real life, but I make myself cum to this! Maybe that's why I have so many subscribers. Maybe I can convince a viewer he's begging for my shit because it's something I fantasize about for real!"

Lauren was gripped by a tumultuous mix of lust and disgust. The thought of Elisha's pretty asshole and all of all the things that could come out of it fascinated her. She had watched it on video many times, a distant curiosity, and now here it was, mere feet away. The thought made Lauren's stomach churn, but with revulsion and butterflies in equal measure.

"So you really, really like it? Have you ever tried it yourself?"

"Oh no, again this is more of a total dream for me. Obviously it's a more common fetish than you might think, but I think we just like to use it as an extreme thought to get off to. I don't think most of my viewers would actually, you know, eat from me, if given the chance. I don't think I'd ever try it myself."

Visible relief played on Lauren's face, though she found herself experiencing a note of disappointment. Knowing shit eating was the domain of fantasy put her at ease, yet the thought turned over and over in her mind. What if Elisha tied her up like a slave and forced her to eat her shit? No!

Sensing the easing tension in the room, Elisha continued. "Actually as long as we're talking about stuff we'll never do, I wish I could taste my own ass. I've had so many guys lick my ass and they say it tastes delicious. I know they're all lying perverts, but still, what if they're right? I'll never know!"

"Well, your ass is pretty amazing." Lauren blurted out, admiring Elisha's shapely rump. "And I bet it tastes even better than it looks." Lauren said with a mixture of hunger and shock, astonished by her own boldness.

A victorious smile spread over Elisha's face.

Lauren's eyes flickered with uncertainty as she looked at Elisha, but then she made up her mind. "Ok, forget the interview," she said with a grin. "You know what, I want to try it!" She picked up her zoom recorder and switched it off.

"Try what?" Elisha asked, raising her eyebrows, feigning surprise.

"You know what!" Lauren replied, feeling her cheeks flush and her nape hair prickle.

Elisha tilted her head. "I'm not sure I do. We've talked about a great many things. You'll have to be specific." She smiled and moved in closer to Lauren, practically nuzzling her face. "We've talked about licking ass, drinking pee...eating shit!"

"Your asshole!" Lauren paused and took a deep breath. "I want to try...licking your asshole! You teased me with it. I can't stop thinking about it...I want to taste your ass!"

With a satisfied smile, Elisha closed in, draping her arms over Lauren's shoulders. "Finally," she murmured, and kissed her gently. "I knew you wanted to try it." They shared another kiss, their tongues exploring the depths of each other's mouths.

Elisha pulled back, looking contentedly into Lauren's eyes. "Now...Is that all you want to do?" she asked, tracing a finger along Lauren's jaw. "You KNOW how I feel about this. I wanted to share with you before we go any further. That's why I stopped. I want to know your limits. I think I know, but I don't want you to misrepresent yourself."

"So like, limits on what we do together, sexually?"

"Yes, Before we get started, I want to know your limits," Elisha said, running her fingers through Lauren's hair. "What you are comfortable with, and what we should avoid. "

"Ok," Lauren considered the idea. "I'm not really sure. Like I said, if I get fired up..."

Elisha's smile widened. "Well, let's not rule anything out just yet then. We can just stick to the basics and see how far we can take it," she said with a wink. "Maybe instead of crossing things off our list we could use a safe word?"

Laurena interest piqued. "What's that?"

"Well, we've never done this together before, so we're not sure what we like, especially you." Elisha spoke, her voice low and suggestive. "So we use a safe word. 'Red' means stop okay?"

Lauren bit her lip but nodded.

"So tell me, do you still want to lick Mistress Elisha's asshole?"

Lauren hesitated but a moment before falling into Elisha's arms, locking their lips together for a long while before pulling away. Lauren softly replied, "Yes, I'd like that."

Elisha pulled back. Her mouth tightened as she spoke. "That's yes, Mistress Elisha. Do you understand?" She said authoritatively yet lovingly.

"Yes Mistress Elisha!" Lauren's eyes widened in lust.

Elisha smiled and kissed Lauren once again. "Just so you know, you've made my day! Let me change into something more appropriate." She added, "And I'll need you to strip down to your panties."

"I hope you remember the safe word," Elisha teased as she disappeared into her bedroom.

Lauren sat on the couch for what seemed like hours, her juices slowly soaking into her pretty black panties, and likely, Elisha's couch as well.

Elisha returned wearing a crotchless black nightie, black heels, and nothing else.

Though she now spoke with a commanding tone, the warmth and affection they had shared earlier remained. "Look up," she added, "Slave."

"Mistress Elisha, you look amazing!"

"Yes, I do!" She laughed. "Ok, normally, if I was going on a date, I'd clean up. Just to be clear..." she paused and bent down. She placed her lips a few inches from Lauren's before continuing, "But since I have such a pretty little slave girl, I've decided to let YOU clean up for ME!"

Elisha spun around, her tight backside now directly in front of Lauren. The nightie she wore clung to her hips with elegant grace, accentuating her curves, leaving little to the imagination, and nothing between her intimate regions and Lauren's waiting tongue.

Elisha's curvaceous buttocks were a glorious manifestation of obscene femininity. Lauren was distantly aware of the odor of sweat and ass but found the sensation dulled, her arousal overwhelming everything else.

"Smell my ass slave!" Elisha commanded.

Lauren continued to stare at her ass.

As she envisioned herself sticking her nose into that beautifully seductive crack and inhaling deeply, a jolt of energy took her. She sighed and pressed her nose into Elisha's asshole and began to draw air into her lungs. Slowly at first but was soon sniffing passionately.

Elisha was filled with a sense of power as Lauren buried her face in her behind, inhaling in long, deep breaths. She couldn't help but indulge herself as her hand played expertly over her clit, stopping short of a climax. She brought her hand to her face and enjoyed the lingering aroma before carefully cleaning her sticky fingers with her tongue.

She looked over her shoulder and asked with a grin, "Having fun? I'm pretty sure I smell amazing today!" Elisha teasingly reached behind, slowly drawing a deep path through the crack of her own buttocks before bringing her hand up to her nose and inhaling the rancid bouquet. "Smells like sweet perfume," she laughed.

Suddenly a thought occurred to her. She smiled.

"Actually," she said, looking down at Lauren. "I think I might have a spray of perfume for you if you're interested!" Elisha giggled.

Lauren registered what the words meant. A surge of excitement pulsed through her body.

Elisha chuckled as she turned around. "If you answer with anything other than your safe word, I'm gonna eau de toilette right in your nose, understand?"

Lauren responded by spreading the thick globes of Elisha's tight ass apart. She brought her nose closer to her hole and began inhaling deeply. Elisha began to strain. There was a slight gurgle from her guts before she sprayed a rancid puff of air directly into Lauren's nostrils. It would have made a terrific noise had it not been for Lauren's face muffling the sound, Elisha stifled a laugh.

It smelled horrendous but Lauren carefully drew the foul air into her lungs. Lungs which now burned from lack of oxygen while her sex drooled cream through the black lace of her underwear and onto the floor.

"How's my fragrance? Maybe I should bottle it and sell it to my slaves. Elisha's Essence! What do you think?" Of course, Lauren was too busy ingesting her gas to muster any reply beyond a soft moan.

"You said you wanted to lick me. Do you still want to?" Elisha could feel Lauren's head move up and down through the cheeks of her ass in what she hoped was a nod.

"Ok, you may lick it now."

Lauren reached out her tongue for a tentative lick. After receiving a face full of Elisha's perfume the taste was barely noticeable. And soon she was rolling her tongue around the opening in a passion.

"I bet this is the best asshole you've ever tasted!" A wicked thought took hold of her. "Stop salve! Hold your tongue flat against my hole. I'm going to give you another taste of perfume!"

Lauren twitched in expectation as she found herself doing exactly as she was told. She held her wet tongue flat against the entrance to Elisha's hole and waited. She could feel her muscles contract and expand as Elisha began to push. Soon she felt a muffled crackle and a wave of wet, acrid gas flooded her mouth. Still, the taste was dulled by her arousal and she found herself gulping down the flavor.

Lauren felt the tremors rush down her body as her tongue resumed its work on Elisha's sphincter.

Elisha relished in the worship of her hindquarters until she realized that straining to fart in her Lauren's face had awoken an urge to pee.

Turning around with a smile, she said, "I'm thrilled that you're enjoying my perfume...but we have other products from the Elisha's Essence line that you might like, such as...champagne. Care to try some?" Elisha gave a playful wink.

Elisha threw herself into the role. "Yes, our Champaign is sourced only from the finest grapes worldwide and fermented locally. And I have a bottle ready to go!" She laughed playfully as she lightly ran her fingers up and down her slit.

"Let's do a tasting shall we? I expect an excellent review." She picked up her empty wine glass from the coffee table, bringing it up to rest against her throbbing vulva. Her face momentarily became a mask of intense concentration as she focused on the task at hand. A few seconds later a trickle of golden bubbles dribbled down the folds of Elisha's perfect vagina and into the glass.

The light amber liquid sparked in what remained of the day's sunlight as she lifted the glass up to Lauren's face, allowing the aroma to drift into her nostrils.

"Do you like? It's got some unique notes that you won't want to miss. Just make sure you swirl it around in your mouth a bit before swallowing!"

Lauren eyed the glass with some trepidation before bringing her lips to rest against the rim. Elisha slowly turned the glass up, allowing the small amount of piss to pour into Lauren's waiting mouth.

A look of surprise crossed Lauren's face as she tasted the foreign liquid. She hesitated for a moment before finally swishing it around in her mouth, discovering a surprisingly not unpleasant taste before swallowing it with a contented smile.

"May I offer you a full glass, my dear?" Elisha grinned.

Lauren nodded slowly.

Elisha adopted a business-like tone as she spoke. "I should warn you, our policy is that if you order champagne, you are required to purchase the entire bottle. To assure your compliance you'll need to lay on your back on the floor." She flashed a grin before assuming a more stern expression. "I hope that's not a problem," she said as she gestured to a portion of the hardwood floor not covered by any carpeting.

Lauren found herself stretching out on the floor.

"Open your legs." Elisha walked over to the coffee table, setting down her glass before rummaging around in a drawer Lauren hadn't noticed before. After a moment she returned with a large 7 inch vibrator. "This will help you. Trust me!" She pulled Lauren's panties aside and easily slid the device into Lauren's warm nest. She switched it on to its lowest setting, replacing the lacy panties over her throbbing labia. She pinned Lauren's hands to her sides and sat her curvaceous bottom on her chest. She inched closer and closer to Lauren's face until her pussy was positioned menacingly at the entrance to her mouth.

Lauren felt Elisha's soft folds on her lips. She breathed in the essence of her sex. She shuddered as she opened her mouth in anticipation.

Much faster this time, Elisha managed a steady stream of pee into Lauren's mouth who began to swallow cautiously so as to not spill any of the precious liquid.

"That's a good girl!" Elisha smiled in amazement. "Just so you know I'm absolutely loving this!" She ran her finger down her natural cleft, making brief contact with her stream and shuddered. "Get ready for more!"

The flow of the acetic liquid into Lauren's mouth increased as Elisha's body relaxed, forcing her to gulp it down as fast as possible.

Held in place by Elisha's strong thighs, Lauren struggled to swallow as the jet of liquid hit the back of her throat. Her efforts were futile, as the drink overwhelmed her palate, sending a mouthful of piss splashing off of Elisha's pussy and onto her own face and the hardwood floor. Her eyes, now dashed with Elisha's piss, began to tear up.

Elisha looked at the puddle spreading out over the floor and back at Lauren, her face stern. "Are you fucking kidding me? That's an expensive bottle you just spat out!"

"I'm sorry!" Lauren tried to move her hands to wipe the piss and tears from her eyes but they remained held firmly in place by Elisha's powerful legs. Elisha let her struggle in vain for a few seconds before breaking out in laughter. "Oh man, I can't believe we just did that. I pissed in your mouth and you drank it! I can't believe it!" She reached to grab Lauren's top where it lay on the area rug and began to wipe up the mess on Lauren's face. As much as it would have excited her to punish Lauren, she was still very much in the mood to play. "I just can't believe it!"

"Ok, apology accepted. You actually drank piss very well for a first timer. Really, you're the best piss drinker I've ever met! Ok, you're the only piss drinker I've ever met but still, in any case, you deserve a second chance. Clean this up and you'll get a reward!" She swung her legs off of Lauren's face and ginergly stood up, gesturing to what remained of the puddle on the floor.

Lauren turned over, eyeing the puddle. She briefly considered what Elisha meant by cleaning the floor and thought about using her neatly folded jeans as a mop only for a moment before bringing her lips to the pool of cooling liquid, which she began to slurp up noisily. She moved her head along the floor in a slow and deliberate tracking motion as she sucked up the bitter liquid, ensuring every square inch of floor received its proper attention. She swallowed eagerly and often, each half-mouthful adding to her arousal.

Elisha watched in astonishment as the young girl attacked the floor with her mouth. She gently massaged her clit but again stopped short of an orgasm. Bringing her fingers to her nose she decided they smelled even better than before, now that they had been coated with fresh piss from her flooded pussy. She hesitated a moment before once again lapping her fingers clean with her tongue, hoping Lauren was too preoccupied with her floor to notice.