Mistress Jardena - Abelix coming back for shit. A lot of diarrea in mouth and face

Abelix was not sure what he was getting himself into. It was his first time at Mistress Jardena's and he had been both nervous and excited. He had been fascinated by scat and the idea of being transformed into somebody's toilet slave thrilled him deeply. He couldn't believe his luck when he finally managed to get in touch with the elusive Mistress Jardena and she had agreed to take him on as a pet.

The time had come for Abelix's first session with his new Mistress. He walked nervously into her lavishly appointed chamber, his eyes fixed on the gleaming toilet in the corner. Mistress Jardena sat regally on a throne-like chair, dressed in black latex that clung to her voluptuous body, accentuating every curve. She surveyed Abelix with a predatory glance, taking in his nervousness like a delicacy.

With a soft chuckle, Mistress Jardena rose from her seat, signaling for Abelix to approach the toilet. He obeyed hesitantly, kneeling before it like a supplicant. As he knelt, he felt a strange pressure building up inside of him. It was an unusual sensation, but also oddly arousing. Suddenly, Abelix felt a rushing gush of diarrhea surge from his anus, spilling over the side of the toilet and running down his legs.

Mistress Jardena watched with dark amusement as her new pet was overtaken by his own body's waste. She grabbed a finger and let some of it drip onto her tongue, tasting the salty, foul flavor with relish. "Looks like you're going to need more room," she purred, sliding the toilet seat up and nodding at him encouragingly.

Abelix gasped as another wave of diarrhea hit him, overflowing the already full toilet and spilling onto the floor. He looked over at Mistress Jardena in horror, but she only had a wicked gleam in her eye. "Don't worry, pet," she hissed. "This is just the beginning. I'm going to fill that pretty little mouth of yours with all this delicious shit."

As if on cue, Mistress Jardena produced a small plastic Bib with a smirk. She clipped it around Abelix's neck, holding it in place with a snapping sound. "Open wide," she commanded, and Abelix did as he was told. Mistress Jardena stood behind him, her fingers curling around his chin, guiding his mouth towards her swollen, shit-covered fist. "Suck."

Abelix took in the first taste of Mistress Jardena's diarrhea, feeling the warm, sloppy mass coating his tongue and the roof of his mouth. He moaned softly, unable to believe the intense blend of disgust and arousal that was coursing through his body. Mistress Jardena grinned, feeling the power she had over her slave, before releasing another torrent of shit into Abelix's eagerly waiting mouth.

As the session progressed, Abelix found himself losing track of time and place. All that mattered was pleasing his Mistress and indulging in the filthy desires that had been hidden deep inside him for so long. He felt like he was in a trance, driven by an insatiable need to consume Mistress Jardena's waste and to be consumed by it in return. It was a dark and twisted dance, but one that Abelix was all too happy to take part in.

Finally, after what seemed like hours, Mistress Jardena called the session to a close. She stood up from the toilet, a satisfied smile playing across her lips. "That was... fulfilling," she purred, running a gloved hand through Abelix's matted hair. "I think we're going to have a lot of fun together."

Abelix looked up at his Mistress, his eyes shining with a mixture of awe and adoration. "Thank you, Mistress Jardena," he whispered hoarsely. "I'll always be your toilet slave. I promise." And he did. He couldn't wait for their next session together, eager to clean up her mess and taste her delightful shit once more.

The weight of the Bib pulled at Abelix's neck as he licked his lips, his mouth still taste of his Mistress's exquisite diarrhea. Mistress Jardena rinsed her hands off, humming softly to herself as she considered her new pet. She had never had a slave so dedicated to their shared fetish before, and she couldn't wait to push Abelix even further into depravity. As she walked towards him, her hand trailing sensually along the gleaming toilet seat, Mistress Jardena couldn't help but feel that she had truly found an otherworldly connection with Abelix - a bond that transcended the boundaries of human decency and explored the darkest corners of sexual taboo.