As days turned into weeks under quarantine, Mistress Mystique found herself with a newfound appreciation for the predictability of her bowel movements. With the world outside on lockdown, she had developed a routine that allowed her to maintain control over her life in what seemed like an increasingly chaotic and uncertain world.
The rise and fall of her ass each morning marked the beginning of a new day, signaling to her body that it was time to prepare for another round of exercise, meditation, and her favorite pastime - dominating her devoted submissive through his anus. With nothing but time on her hands, Mistress Mystique carefully monitored her diet, ensuring that every meal would produce satisfactory results when it was time to use her slave's mouth as her personal toilet.
Each morning after breakfast, lunch, and dinner, Mistress Mystique would have her slave kneel before her, head bowed in submission, waiting for his Mistress to grace him with the honor of swallowing her waste. She took pride in the way her submissive eagerly opened his mouth, ready to receive whatever she chose to dispose of. He knew better than to show any disgust or hesitation; failure to do so would result in severe punishment.
With each passing day, Mistress Mystique grew more confident in her bowel control, pushing out bigger and harder logs for her slave to swallow. She loved the feeling of power that came with making him choke on her shit, hearing him gag and struggle to breathe as he tried to contain her precious waste.
One morning, as she was preparing to release a particularly large load, Mistress Mystique couldn't help but wonder if anyone else had noticed her newfound obsession. Had her neighbors heard the telltale sounds of her slave's slurping and gagging coming from her apartment? She shivered at the thought, imagining their disapproving stares and disgusted faces.
But then, she remembered why she did this. It was not for the eyes of others, but for her own satisfaction and the devotion of her slave. As she pushed out her log, feeling it slide between his lips and into his stomach, she knew that she was in control, and nothing could take that away from her.
