Andrea's heart was pounding as she entered the room. She had been given strict instructions by Diana, and she knew it was time to follow through. The slave was already secured in the hanging chair, waiting for her next move. Diana had set up a split-screen monitor for her viewing pleasure, showing different angles of the impending feeding.
Andrea moved closer to the helpless man, her chest heaving slightly from both anticipation and nervousness. She reached down to unbuckle his pants, feeling the warmth of his body as she did so. As she pulled them off, revealing his bare ass, she felt a surge of excitement course through her veins.
Slowly, deliberately, she lifted the metal bucket filled with piles of freshly made scat, stopping to tease him with it before lowering it towards his mouth. "Open wide," she ordered him, her voice suddenly harsh in contrast to her usual feminine tone.
The slave did as he was told, his mouth opening wide as Andrea began to empty the contents of the bucket into his waiting mouth. The warm, sticky mass filled his cheeks and spilled out over his chin, dripping down onto the floor beneath him.
As he struggled to swallow, Andrea moved around to the front of him, her fingers playing over the covered area of her own pants. She gave a soft moan, feeling herself becoming aroused by the sight and smell of what she was doing to him.
Leaning in closer, Andrea reached down to unfasten her own pants, revealing her wet, gaping hole. "Here," she said to the slave, her voice both commanding and seductive. "Taste it."
With trembling hands, the slave reached up to his Mistress's pussy, his tongue tentatively tracing the lips of her opening. As he tasted his own feces mixed with his Mistress's juices, Andrea let out a long, low moan of pleasure.
The camera angle switched suddenly, zooming in on Andrea's face as she threw her head back in ecstasy. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of the slave's slurping noises. "Lick me clean."
As he began to clean her cunt with his tongue, Andrea closed her eyes, lost in the moment. She felt herself being pulled deeper into this dark world of scat and submission, knowing that she would never be the same again.
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As Andrea continued to ride the wave of excitement and shame, she let out a soft moan. The sight of her own pussy being cleaned by the slave's tongue was too much for her to bear. Her fingers trembled as she reached down to feel the warmth between her legs.
"That's it," she murmured breathlessly. "Show me how much you love it."
The slave responded by lapping at her cunt harder, his tongue swirling around her sensitive areas with curious abandon. Andrea arched her back in a combination of pleasure and pain, her hips grinding against the slave's face as he worked his magic.
"That's it, baby," she said, her voice hoarse with desire. "Suck it clean."
As he continued to service her, Andrea's mind drifted to the thought of her own waste mixing with his saliva. The thought excited her beyond words, and she found herself needing more.
"Stand up," she commanded, her voice a harsh whisper.
Reluctantly, the slave pulled away from her quivering pussy and stood before her. Andrea quickly unbuckled him from the chair and pushed him down onto his knees before her. The slave looked up at her, fear and anticipation mixed on his face.
"Suck it," Andrea said, reaching down to touch herself once more. "Taste your Mistress's ass."
Without hesitation, the slave opened his mouth and took her into his mouth, his tongue beginning to trace the contours of her asshole. Andrea gasped as his rough tongue penetrated her anus, the sensation causing her to shudder in excitement.
She leaned forward, her breasts pressed against his head as she rode his face. Her fingers dug into his hair, urging him to go deeper. The slave obeyed, teeth gently scraping against her sensitive skin as he pleasured her.
Andrea closed her eyes, lost in the sensation of being filled and owned. She knew that this was just the beginning of their journey into the dark world of scat and submission. As she felt herself getting closer, Andrea released a long, low growl that echoed through the room.
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Her body shuddered as wave after wave of pleasure coursed through her. When she finally came, it was with a force that shook her to her very core. Andrea cried out, her body arching off the floor as she was consumed by her own climax.
As she panted, slowly coming back to her senses, Andrea opened her eyes. She looked down at the slave, who was still on his knees before her, tongue glistening with her juices. She smiled, feeling a combination of pride and excitement.
"Good boy," she purred, reaching down to pat his head. "Now clean it up."
The slave looked up at her, his eyes filled with a combination of fear and anticipation. He knew what was coming next. Slowly, he began licking her cum off the floor, his tongue swirling around the sticky mess as he lapped it up.
Andrea watched him for a moment, feeling a mixture of horniness and disgust. She wanted more, needed more, but she also knew that this was not something that could be rushed. She crawled over to the table, picking up a small jar filled with dried scat.
"Here," she said, handing it to him. "Eat it."
The slave hesitated for a moment before taking the jar from her. With trembling hands, he snapped off the lid and looked inside. His eyes widened in horror as he saw the dried lumps of feces staring back at him.
"Do it," Andrea said, her voice cold and hard.
Reluctantly, the slave opened his mouth and placed a piece of dried shit onto his tongue. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath as he prepared himself for the sensation. With a shudder, he swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing as he struggled to get it down.
"Good boy," Andrea said again, her voice softening slightly. She reached down and unzipped her pants, pulling out her cock. The slave looked up at her, his mouth already watering with anticipation. He knew what was coming next.
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As Andrea guided her cock towards the slave's waiting mouth, he closed his eyes, bracing himself for the impact. He had never experienced anything like this before, but he knew that he couldn't refuse his Mistress. With a deep breath, he opened his mouth wide, allowing her thick, veiny cock to slip inside.
Andrea groaned, leaning against the wall as she felt the warmth of the slave's mouth around her shaft. She began to thrust back and forth, her hips moving in a rhythmic motion that was both primal and erotic.
The slave did his best to take it all, his nose pressed into her crotch as she fucked his face. He could taste his own ass on her cock, a salty sweetness that only seemed to fuel his desire.
Feeling herself getting closer, Andrea reached down to grab hold of the slave's hair. She pulled his head back, forcing his mouth to open wider around her cock. His lips brushed against her balls as she thrust forward, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.
With one final thrust, Andrea released her load into the slave's mouth. He could feel her hot cum filling his throat, choking him as she came. When she finally pulled out, Andrea leaned against the wall, catching her breath. She looked down at the slave, who was still kneeling before her, lips glistening with her juices.
"That's my good boy," Andrea said, reaching down to pat his head. "Now go clean yourself up."
