Mistress Jardena - Shit for latex bitch

Mistress Jardena, a striking figure in her latex catsuit, stood before her bitch with a smirk on her face. The bitch had been late for their rendezvous, and now she was going to pay the price. "You know what happens when you're late, don't you?" Mistress Jardena purred, her heels clicking on the floor as she circled around her submissive.

The bitch, trembling in anticipation, nodded hesitantly. She knew what was coming - she had heard the rumors about Mistress Jardena's love for shitting on disobedient subs. "Yes, Mistress," she whispered, eyes locked on the temptress before her.

Mistress Jardena chuckled, her fingers tracing along the contours of her suit. Then, with a sudden move, she unbuckled her studded belt and let it fall to the ground. The leather clattered noisily as it hit the hardwood floor, drawing a gasp from the bitch. "Get down on your knees," Mistress commanded, her voice low and threatening. "It's time for you to show your appreciation for being late."

With shaking hands, the bitch knelt before her mistress. She watched as Mistress Jardena unzipped her catsuit, revealing a glistening pair of latex-clad pussies beneath. The smell of shit filled the room - it had been prepared specially for this occasion. The bitch's mind raced with anticipation and fear as she saw Mistress's ass wiggle seductively in her latex outfit.

Slowly, deliberately, Mistress Jardena lowered herself onto the floor, positioning her ass directly above the bitch's eager mouth. She reached back with one gloved hand and gripped the back of the bitch's head firmly, pulling him closer. "Now, drink up," she commanded, her voice rough. As her ass pressed against the bitch's lips, she released a thick stream of hot, fragrant shit directly into his waiting mouth.

As the bitch began to swallow, Mistress Jardena reached into her toy bag and produced a plastic cup filled with dark, murky liquid. "And don't forget about your mistress's other waste," she purred, holding the cup up to his mouth. Reluctantly, the bitch opened his mouth and let the bitter-sweet taste of piss fill his mouth, washing away the taste of shit. As he swallowed, Mistress Jardena nodded in satisfaction, her hand still gripping the back of his head.

With that, Mistress Jardena stood up and buckled her belt back around her waist. She turned to face the bitch, who was still kneeling on the floor, a mixture of disgust and arousal clear on his face. "Remember, next time you're late, this will happen again. And again," she purred, leaning down to whisper in his ear. "I hope you're ready to become my permanent shit-eating bitch." The bitch gulped audibly as he watched his mistress saunter away, leaving him kneeling in a puddle of his own filth - but also filled with an inexplicable sense of satisfaction and submission.