Feeding the Throne
Valentina Lux
A Filthy Fantasy: Dominance and Defilement
In this intimate first-person narrative, I, Lith Domina, address you, my submissive boyfriend, as if you’re kneeling before me. It begins innocently enough—I release a pungent fart, wrinkling my nose at its foul odor. Yet, to my astonishment, you plead to inhale it, even begging for more. Amused, I tease you further, confessing I need to relieve myself. And then, the unimaginable: you beg me to defile you. Shocked? I was as well. But I relent. Maintaining full control, I lead us to the shower, towering over you as I slide off my thong. With deliberate precision, I squat and unleash a thick, steaming torrent of filth onto your chest. The stench is overwhelming, even making me gag, yet I laugh at the depravity of it all. But the debasement doesn’t end there. Once the mess settles, I aim lower and drench you in a cascade of pungent golden urine. Glancing down, I see you—fully erect, trembling with desire, craving every moment of this degradation. You beg to indulge yourself further, and I realize: this wasn’t mere curiosity. It was your deepest, darkest fantasy.
