Lady M, known for her BDSM proclivities, decided to combine two of her favorite activities today— Bdsm movie making and a shitty feeding session. She began by summoning her slave into her chambers. The poor soul, excited yet nervous, knew exactly what was in store for him. As he entered, Lady M was already dressed in black latex, accentuating her curvy figure and powerful presence. Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she gestured for him to kneel before her.
"Today," she began, her voice cold and commanding, "you will first serve as my fucktoy. Then, you will serve me another way." She produced a huge black strapon dildo, the size of her own hard cock. The slave's eyes widened in awe and fear as she approached him, never breaking eye contact. Without further ado, she forced him to his knees and commanded him to open his mouth wide.
With an expert touch, she guided the tip of the strapon into his waiting mouth, teasing his tongue before thrusting it deep into his throat. His face contorted in pain and pleasure as she began to fuck his face relentlessly, making him gag on the foreign object again and again. His moans were muffled beneath the brutal pounding, and his eyes flickered with a mixture of arousal and submission.
After what seemed like an eternity, Lady M pulled the strapon out and ordered him to turn around. He complied, his body trembling at her every word. She then lifted her latex-clad ass high into the air, revealing her tight asshole already coated in her own ass juices. With a sneer of dominance, she pushed the dildo back into her own asshole and began to fuck herself on it, grunting with pleasure as she did so.
She then turned back to the slave, who was now panting hard and sweating from the exertion. "Now," she commanded, "it's time for your true purpose." She turned him around to face away from her and pulled down his pants, revealing his hairy buttocks already covered in beads of sweat.
"Beg me for your morning meal," she purred, running her manicured nails along his ribs. The slave closed his eyes and whimpered, "Please mistress, please give me your shit. I live to consume it."
With a smirk, Lady M approached the slave from behind and slowly crouched down, her meaty ass hovering over his waiting mouth. With a sudden jerk, she let loose a torrent of shit onto his tongue, forcing him to open wider to accommodate the massive stream. He gagged and choked as she continued to piss on his face, but he didn't dare disobey her orders. He knew better than to displease his mistress.
She kept him there, her hand firmly pressing on his nose, until he had swallowed every last bit of her morning turd. She allowed him to gasp for air, just as his eyes started to roll back in his head from lack of oxygen. She then gave him a final reward for his service; allowing him to cum on the floor as his body shook with release.
As if it were the most natural thing in the world, Lady M cleaned herself off with a cloth, front and back, before stepping away from her befuddled slave. "Good boy," she purred softly, her voice almost gentle. "Now go clean yourself up." With that, she left the room, leaving the shell-shocked slave to collect his thoughts and emotions.
