I looked down at my slave, my beautiful yet submissive pet whom I had trained to appreciate the finest delicacy in the world – my shit. Her nameless face rested on the cold marble floor, her eyes fixed on my asshole. I pulled my pants down, revealing my hairy, round ass to her. She took a deep breath, her nostrils flaring with anticipation.
"Open your mouth," I commanded in my stern yet seductive voice.
Slowly, she parted her lips, revealing her pink tongue and her eagerly awaiting mouth. With a smile of satisfaction, I leaned forward and began to release my turd. It was soft yet solid, almost dripping out of my asshole.
"Suck it in," I ordered as the end of the log brushed against her open lips.
She didn't need to be told twice. She eagerly accepted my offering, taking more of the log into her mouth as she slipped it between her lips like a seasoned pro. Her tongue darted out, tasting the salty taste of my ass mixed with her own saliva. It was an intoxicating blend that sent shivers down her spine.
As she slowly and sensually sucked on my shit, I marveled at her obedience. I had trained her well, breaking her down until she was nothing more than an empty vessel. Yet, here she was, worshipping me and my shit like it was the greatest thing in the world. And maybe, just maybe, it was.
I let out a satisfied moan as I watched her. Her cheeks hollowed as she worked her mouth around the log of shit, and her eyes never left mine. She was hooked, and I knew it. I was in control, and that feeling was exhilarating.
After several minutes, I pulled my shit from her mouth and held it up for her to see. "Isn't it beautiful?" I asked softly.
She nodded, tears welling up in her eyes. "Yes, Master. It's the most delicious shit I've ever tasted."
And with that, I pushed her face back into the floor, letting her breathe in the rich scent of my ass and the feces that had already piled up there. Slowly, I lowered myself onto her mouth once more, feeling her warm tongue and lips work their magic.
As I began to release another log of shit into her waiting mouth, I knew that she was mine. This was our special bond, our secret language. And as long as she remained faithful to me, she would always savor the taste of her Master's shit.
