It was the sixth day of training, and the anticipation was heavy in the air as slave knelt before his mistress. Eve, a beautiful and dominant Brazilian woman, stared down at him with a mixture of contempt and amusement. Today's task was unlike any other - he was to consume a massive amount of her excrement.
"Are you ready, my pathetic little slave?" She asked, her accent thick and seductive. A smile spread across her face as she watched him tremble in fear.
He nodded, his mouth dry, his stomach churning with nausea. He hated what he was about to do but couldn't deny the thrill that coursed through him. Eve was his everything; he would do anything for her, no matter how degrading.
With a cruel laugh, she tore off a piece of toilet paper and wiped her ass before ordering him to open wide. He complied, his eyes locked onto hers as she began to defecate into his open mouth. It was the most disgusting thing he'd ever experienced - the taste, the smell, all of it - but he couldn't look away. He couldn't ignore the fact that he was completely and utterly powerless in her presence.
As she continued to feed him her shit, she spoke in hushed tones about her day; the men she'd fucked, the meals she'd eaten. Her words were like sweet nothings, filling him with both revulsion and excitement. He watched in awe as she fed him more and more, her eyes never leaving his.
Finally, she finished, and with an Audible gag, he swallowed every last bit of her shit. He looked up at her, awaiting her next command, and she smiled down at him approvingly.
"Good boy," she purred, ruffling his hair gently. "Now get up and clean my toilet; it needs to be spotless for my next client."
He stood slowly, his knees weak from the ordeal, and did as he was told. As he cleaned, he couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment wash over him. He had pleased his mistress once again, and that was all that mattered.
