In a surprising turn of events, I found myself in a peculiar situation concocted by my mistress, Christina. She presented me with a sandwich, but it was no ordinary meal. To my dismay, it was a sandwich filled with excrement, paired with dry bread. I was clueless about the taste of waste, and Christina added an intriguing twist to the scenario.
Prior to the feeding, she allowed me to catch a whiff of her ass, heightening my senses and sparking a strange allure. I placed a slice of bread beneath Christina’s buttocks, anxiously awaiting the outcome. Hoping for a liquid consistency, I was met with a solid piece of excrement that plopped onto the bread. Christina smirked and commanded, “EAT THIS!”
The experience proved to be challenging and repulsive, as I attempted to consume the hard waste and bread without any beverages. Christina, seemingly enjoying the scene, commanded me to eat the bread as well. She monitored the situation closely, urging me to hasten my pace. Christina revels in the act of controlling a man, feeding on power and dominance.
As the room filled with a potent odor, Christina sprayed deodorant to mask the stench. My mouth grew dry, and I struggled to find moisture as the dry bread and excrement absorbed any saliva I could muster.