I revel in carnal pleasures early in the morning, transforming excrement into a sensual experience. I defecate on my husband’s manhood, spreading the warmth, softness, and aroma across his body. As I stroke his member, I plunge my hand into his feces-filled rectum, an act of both filth and gratitude. The room fills with the scent of our shared passion, a pungent perfume that lingers in the air. I anoint him with my feces, smearing it across his face and torso, basking in the illicit thrill. His tongue dances over my vulva, a butterfly’s touch that leads to an intense climax. Are you, my submissive, prepared to serve me in this forbidden act? Crawl to me, and prepare to lap up the excrement from my body, to savor the taste of our shared vices. You are my servant, existing only to consume what I offer, when and where I command.