Feeding the Throne
Valentina Lux
A Throne of Submission: Emily's Devotion Under the Seat
Encased in a shimmering metallic sheath, my submissive Emily lies motionless beneath my porcelain throne, serving as my living vessel for morning release. I begin by carefully slicing openings in the foil to expose her nipples, allowing them to become accessible targets for the pressure of my heels. After removing my underwear, I command her to open her mouth wide. A stream of warm urine flows first through a funnel, which she is compelled to swallow completely—a single wasted drop would earn a sharp punishment from my stilettos upon her tender flesh. Then comes the true offering, delivered straight from my body into the depths of her throat. I deposit my waste and order her to hold it, chewing the soft mass thoroughly for minutes as I settle comfortably above, further soiling her with additional streams of gold. By the end, she is drenched in my excretions, demonstrating her meticulous chewing as proof of her surrender. She is mere filth, fully embracing her sacred purpose as my human toilet.
