Under Mistress Isabella's command, Carlotta knelt before her in the filthiest of ways, her face buried deep between the woman's plump legs. She had been tasked with eating every last bit of excrement that had been produced, and she would not stop until the count of twenty.
As Carlotta's tongue danced around Isabella's wet folds, desperately trying to cleanse the offensive mess from her body, she could feel a soft, yet piercing gaze upon her. Mistress Isabella watched her submissive with amusement, enjoying the sight of her struggling to keep up with the repulsive task.
With every passing second, the taste of Isabella's feces grew stronger in Carlotta's mouth, making it harder for her to swallow. Her face was now coated in a thick layer of shit, and yet she remained determined to complete her Mistress's orders.
As the countdown began, Carlotta felt a surge of panic wash over her. Could she really consume such a massive amount of fecal matter in so little time? She tried to push past her gag reflex as quickly as possible, knowing that any hesitation would only lead to disappointment from her pernicious Mistress.
By the time the final seconds ticked away, Carlotta found herself choking on the last bits of Isabella's shit. She gagged and coughed uncontrollably, trying to expel the vile taste from her mouth. But there was no escape; she had failed her Master.
With a flick of her wrist, Mistress Isabella grabbed Carlotta by the hair and pulled her away from her immaculate body. The submissive's face was smeared with feces and tears mixed, a sight that only served to amuse Isabella further.
"Well, well, Carlotta," she purred. "It seems you have some remnants left." She pushed the trembling woman's head back between her legs. "You are a disgusting failure, but I suppose I can't let you off that easy. Clean yourself up."
And so, Carlotta began a slow, agonizing death by a thousand cuts. She forced herself to swallow every last drop of Isabella's excrement, cleansing her own mouth with the foul taste. As she struggled to remain standing under the weight of her own disgrace, she knew that there was no escape from the depravity of her Mistress.
