As Mistress Marlena woke up in the morning, she knew it was time for her daily routine. She prepared herself while her slave, known as My Pretty Boy, lay down on the floor, waiting patiently for his mistress's orders. Marlena sauntered over to him, wearing nothing but a slinky pair of silk panties and a mischievous smile on her face.
"You know what I feel like doing this morning, My Pretty Boy?" She purred, her voice echoing around the room as she rifled through her makeup bag.
The slave hung his head in submission, knowing full well what was about to happen.
"I think I want to use you as my toilet like every morning. Only this time, I'm in the mood to sit on your face while I shit," Mistress Marlena continued, her voice taking on a huskier tone that sent shivers down My Pretty Boy's spine.
As she finished applying her makeup, she turned to face her slave, an evil glint in her eyes. She knelt down before him and spread her legs wide, inviting him to see the treasure she was about to bestow upon him. "Take a good look, slave. This is what you're about to become covered in."
She then climbed onto his chest, positioning herself directly over his mouth and lowered her lacy panties to the floor, revealing her bare, hairy cunt. My Pretty Boy could hardly believe what was happening: his mistress was really going to make him eat her shit!
"Now, slave, I want you to open wide," she commanded, slapping his face gently with her cold, bony hand. Obeying without question, he parted his lips and leaned in towards her steaming cunt. Just as he was about to taste her feces, she sat on his face, burying him up to his nostrils in her warm, stinking pussy.
My Pretty Boy's world went dark as he felt his mistress's body pressing down on him, her stinky asshole barely an inch from his face. The stench of sweat and feces filled his nostrils, making it hard for him to breathe. Marlena leaned back, feeling the full weight of her ass on his face as she began to take a shit.
Minutes passed as he felt her insides spasm and release, her hot shit filling his mouth and nose. His face was turning red from the strain of holding his breath, but he knew better than to move or make a sound. Marlena sat there, reveling in the feeling of his body beneath her, growing more confident with each passing moment.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, she lifted her massive ass off her slave's face, taking a precious gulp of fresh air. She savored the moment, then slowly lowered herself back down, crushing him beneath her weight once again. My Pretty Boy whimpered as her ass squeezed his face tightly, her warm turds squishing against his skin.
Marlena adjusted her position, grinding her hips against his face, relishing the feeling of his mouth on her ass. Slowly, she began to take longer breaths, drawing in the scent of her own shit as it clung to her skin. This was a moment of absolute power for her – knowing that her slave was completely at her mercy, his face covered in her feces.
Satisfied with her ordeal, Mistress Marlena finally lifted herself off her slave's face, allowing him to gasp for air. He lay there, panting heavily as she stood over him, basking in the glory of her triumph. A thin film of sweat dotted her forehead, but she didn't care – she was on top of the world right now.
"Wasn't that just amazing?" She purred, leaning down to kiss him gently on the cheek. My Pretty Boy couldn't answer; he was still trying to catch his breath after that incredible experience.
Marlena smiled, knowing full well that this was only the beginning of their twisted, sexual journey together. As she turned and walked away, she left behind a trail of dirty footprints – both on My Pretty Boy's body and in his mind.
