My girlfriend’s toilet slave paid a visit to her, and it turned out to be his birthday. What better way to celebrate than to feed the shit-eater, I thought. I commanded him to open his mouth, and I began to feed him my shit, piece by piece. “Come on, eat, everything is for you today,” I urged him. He made some sounds that I didn’t quite understand, but I assumed they were sounds of pleasure. “Eat shit,” I told him.
As he was eating, he managed to scatter some of the shit around the room. “What is this? Why have you done this?” I asked him, annoyed. I decided to collect the scattered shit and feed it back to him. “Now you will eat everything,” I commanded.
At one point, he made a sound that sounded like “Mm…” I couldn’t tell if it was a sound of satisfaction or disgust. “Speak normal,” I told him. Despite the mess he had made, I decided to spare him the whipping this time, but I warned him that I would not tolerate any leftovers. “Finish eating,” I ordered him.