One day, as usual, I went to see my mistress, Christina. She was waiting for me, dressed in a very seductive black lingerie that set her beautiful curves even more. She greeted me with a smile and said that she had prepared a little game for us. She lied down on her bed and pointed at her round, juicy ass. "I'm going to take a huge shit today, and I want you to swallow it as soon as it comes out," she ordered, her eyes gleaming with excitement.
I nodded, even though I was trembling inside. I knew what she was capable of when she was in one of her "moods." Still, I had to obey her, as I was completely under her control. I knelt between her legs and waited for the inevitable.
After a few moments, I could feel the pressure building up inside her. Suddenly, a huge turd appeared in front of my face. It was as wide as my wrist and was as long as my forearm. The strong musk of her ass filled the room. Without thinking, I opened my mouth wide and swallowed the turd whole. It was disgusting, but I had no other choice.
"Good boy," Christina purred, her voice filled with delight. She smacked my face softly, her fingers digging into my skin. She laughed and got up from the bed, walking towards me. I trembled in anticipation of what was coming next.
"Today," she said, a cruel gleam in her eyes, "you're going to take the biggest, nastiest shit ever. And then, you'll have to swallow it instantly, or else it's going to be even more disgusting."
I nodded, my throat still filled with the taste of her shit. "Yes, Mistress," I whispered.
She pulled down her panties and squatted in front of me. This time, the turd that came out of her ass was even bigger than before. It was almost as long as I was tall and was as thick as my wrist. Without hesitation, I opened my mouth and swallowed the shit whole.
The taste was nauseating, and I gagged a bit, but I didn't dare to disobey her. Her hand came down on my head, and she started to push her enormous turds down my throat, one after the other. I could feel them sliding down my esophagus, filling my stomach.
And so it continued, hour after hour. Christina took enormous shits, and I had to swallow them all, no matter how disgusting they were. Sometimes, she would fart into my face, laughing as she watched me choke on her gas. Other times, she would slap me hard across the face, leaving red marks that lingered for days.
But through it all, I remained loyal to her, because she was my mistress, and I was her toy. I was hers to use and abuse, and all I could do was obey her commands and hope that one day, she might show me some mercy.
