I had always fed my slave small pieces of my excrement, ensuring a flawless ass-to-mouth movement without any mess. But this time, everything changed.
On my birthday, I indulged in a spicy Chicken Biryani and, being a generous Mistress, I decided to share all of my dinner with my slave. I positioned him against the bathroom wall and pushed with all my might, leading to an unexpected explosion of my feces into his mouth and down his throat.
His body shook uncontrollably, and he entered a state of panic, which only turned me on more. I smeared my excrement-covered ass all over his face, allowing him to savor my birthday dinner.
I then ordered him to create another ass-to-mouth seal for a second round, which was just as explosive. He swallowed once again, and his body went into further shock.
As I held up the camera and captured his expression, I saw the terror in his eyes and watched his arms and hands convulse as he tried to comprehend what had just happened.
To quote Forrest Gump, “Being a toilet slave is like a box of chocolates, you never know what you’re gonna get.”
Mistress Wael