Dirty Jade - scat in slaves face

The anticipation built up inside Dirty Jade as she prepared for her latest toilet slave's arrival. Today's session promised to be like no other; she had devised a new game that would test his boundaries beyond what he had experienced before. As she sat on her throne, her perfect round ass in the air, she let out a contented sigh. The scent of fresh toilet paper and anticipation filled the room.

Soon, there was a knock on the door. "Enter," she commanded, her voice ringing with authority. The slave entered, head bowed in submission, heart racing with fear and excitement. Dirty Jade gave him an appraising look, her eyes gleaming with mischief. "You look nervous, slave," she purred.

He couldn't find the words to respond, his mouth full of her scent from the tube she had forced him to wear around his neck. Slowly, she leaned forward, her shiny black panties in full view. "Don't worry, slave," she said with a smile. "You're about to have the time of your life."

With that, she stood up, revealing her wet, glistening asshole. "Bend over, slave," she commanded, voice now velvety soft. He hesitated for a moment before moving into position, presenting his face to her. Closing his eyes in anticipation, he braced himself for what was about to come.

The first blast of warm feces hit him on the face, coating his cheeks and lips in a thick layer of shit. He tried to suppress his gag reflex as she began pushing more and more of her feces into his mouth, filling it up steadily. Her scat slid down his throat, making him choke and gag but refusing to push any of it back up or spit it out. Dirty Jade grinned wider, taking pleasure in his submission and utter helplessness.

After forcing him to consume as much of her shit as he could handle, she moved on to the next part of her plan. Using her hands, she smeared the remaining shit all over his face, from his eyebrows to his chin. Then, she grabbed a handful of her shit and began massaging it into his neck and chest, leaving a thick, gooey coating everywhere. The slave moaned in despair as the disgusting scent filled the room, overwhelming all other senses.

Finally, she stepped back to admire her work. The slave was completely covered in her scat, a shell of his former self. There was no trace of defiance or resistance left in him; he was hers completely. And she loved every filthy, disgusting second of it.

With a satisfied smile, she gave him one final command: "You are now my living toilet," she whispered into his ear. "From now on, you are nothing but a vessel for my shit. There is no going back." As he meekly nodded his acceptance, Dirty Jade could feel her heart racing with anticipation for what the future held for them both.

And with that, the next chapter of their twisted, depraved story began...