Here he is, my shit-eating slave. We have known each other for years now, and no one like him is willing to do the hardest thing for slaves: receive my shit in his mouth. Difficult. Yet he does it. It repulses him, he tells me, but he does it. And he does it solely and only for me, to satisfy a whim of mine.Here it is, I wanted it early in the morning, because thats the hour I most want to get free, to shit. He thinks it will be like always: open-mouthed, gaping; and me on top of him and my hot shit in his mouth;However, he doesnt know that today I have prepared a surprise for him. On the floor on the floor I laid a sleeper. He, poor slave, is terrified. The scent envelops him. I order him to lie down and press his face to the shit, open-mouthed. He hesitates. But he knows he cannot avoid it . He opens his mouth wide. His ************ begins. It will last an hour.Satisfied I sit on the couch and enjoy the scene. I feel all my immense power: what woman can dispose of a man up to this point?
