As punishment for his transgressions, Mistress Jardena had decided that today would be Jacob's first scat session. He stood trembling before her, knowing full well what was about to happen. She towered over him, her tall frame shrouded in a black latex catsuit that hugged her every curve. Her eyes were a cool shade of blue that made him shiver.
"Kneel before me and prepare yourself," her commanding voice echoed through the dungeon. He knelt on the cold stone floor, his heart pounding in his chest, feeling the subtle vibrations of her heavy boots as she approached. She then suddenly raised her boot and roughly forced Jacob's head down into her crotch, making him gag on the powerful scent of piss and sweat emanating from her suit.
"Swallow my scent, it's going to be all over your mouth soon enough," she smirked. Then, without warning, she turned away and started to defecate onto the floor. Jacob watched in horror as a hot, steaming pile of feces emerged from between her thighs and landed with a soft thud just before him. "Clean it up, slave," she ordered, her voice taking on a disturbingly sensual tone.
With shaking hands, Jacob scooped up the feces with a small shovel that was laid out for him, carefully avoiding any contact with his skin. As he worked, he could feel a strange sense of arousal beginning to overtake his fear. Despite the revulsion he felt at what he was doing, he couldn't help but notice the way Mistress Jardena's sleek latex covered her firm ass, or the way she seemed to be almost enjoying his discomfort.
When the pile had been reduced to a somewhat manageable size, Mistress Jardena turned back to him, her eyes filled with a predatory glint. "Open your mouth wide, slave." He did as he was told, his heart pounding even harder in his chest. She grabbed a fistful of his hair and roughly pressed his face into the mess he had just cleaned up.
"Taste it," she whispered against his ear. He whimpered softly as he felt warm shit filling his mouth, coating his tongue, and running down his throat. She held him there for what seemed like an eternity, savoring his humiliation, before finally pulling away and wiping her boots clean on his back.
Jacob collapsed onto the floor, exhausted from the experience. But even as he tried to catch his breath, he couldn't deny the strange sense of excitement and anticipation that had started to take hold of him. He looked up at Mistress Jardena, worried but curious about what she would do next. Whatever it was, he knew he wouldn't be able to resist her.
