The sun was setting in the distance, casting long, warm shadows across the room. A young man knelt motionless before his mistress, his eyes fixed on her perfect, round ass. He was captivated by the slight movement from side to side as she shifted her weight, unconsciously teasing him with each gentle sway of her hips.
His mistress, a demanding and cruel woman, had been keeping him in this position for hours. His knees were starting to ache, and his back was in constant pain from being hunched over like this for so long. But he knew better than to complain. She wouldn't stop until she was fully satisfied.
He felt a slight stirring within him. She was about to finish her business, and he would be the one cleaning up her mess. His heart raced as he anticipated the feeling of her warm, soft shit filling his mouth. He could almost taste it already.
Suddenly, his mistress let out a sharp gasp and clenched her fists tight around the sheets. Her asshole began to stretch, opening wider and wider as discomfort turned into pain. She grunted in frustration, unable to relieve herself.
The young man watched in horror as her asshole continued to stretch, looking like it might tear apart at any moment. He could see the tip of her rectum, pulsating with each desperate push from within. His own discomfort was forgotten in the face of her agony.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, she let out a long, low moan and relaxed her body. Slowly, her asshole began to close up again, like a rubber band snapping back into shape. There was a moment of silence before she spoke.
"Your turn, slave," she growled, reaching back to spread her cheeks apart. She took in a deep breath, steadying herself for the pain that was sure to come. And then, without warning, she let it go.
A torrent of thick, hot shit poured out of her asshole, filling his mouth and coating the inside of his cheeks. He gagged on the foul taste and the intense smell, but refused to move an inch. This was his punishment, and he had to endure it.
As he struggled to swallow her shit, he looked up at her and saw the satisfaction written all over her face. She was in control, and he was nothing more than her slave. He knew that tomorrow would bring another day of her cruelty, but for now, he had to focus on pleasing her. Because that was his duty, and he would do it until the end of time.
