MISTRESS JENNIFER CARTER - Peters Days of Sodom! Day 1!

The insatiable Peter stood at the door of Mistress Jennifer Carter's Studio, eagerly awaiting her arrival. His heart raced with anticipation for the delicious breakfast she would feed him, filled with the special delicacies from her in-house productions. As soon as the Mistress arrived, she graced him with her presence, dressed immaculately in a soft silk robe that draped over her voluptuous figure. Her plump rear end, adorned with a tattered pair of old cotton panties, was prominently displayed. With a warm smile, Mistress Carter led Peter into her kitchen where she served him a sumptuous meal. As they ate, he shared with her his hopes and dreams of becoming her loyal servant. She listened intently, noting his eagerness to please her in any way possible. Satisfied with his devotion, she proposed an idea that had been forming in her mind for some time. "Peter," she began, her voice dripping with seduction. "You have been such a good boy, servicing me in every way possible. But today, I want to turn the tables on you. You see, I'm feeling quite full after my breakfast, and I have an idea for a special long-term therapy that might be just right for my new novice." Peter's eyes widened in surprise and excitement. "Anything for you, Mistress. I would do anything to please you." "Good boy," she purred, running a finger along his chin, tracing its outline softly. "Well, since you're such a fan of my caviar, how would you like to spend the next five days eating only my excretions?" Peter gulped, a mixture of fear and arousal coursing through his veins. "Mistress, I- I don't know if I could-" She leaned in close, her warm breath brushing against his ear. "Don't worry, Peter. I'll make sure you don't go hungry. And to thank you for your service, I'll be joining you for these special meals as well." A shiver ran down Peter's spine as he realized what Mistress Carter was proposing. To spend the next five days bound to a toilet, his only source of nourishment coming from her body. The thought both terrified and excited him beyond measure. As they left the kitchen, the corridors became more dimly lit. Suddenly, he was pushed roughly into a small room with no windows and just a single toilet. The door slammed shut behind him with a resounding clang, leaving him alone in complete darkness. He felt the cool metal of the toilet seat against his bare skin as he lowered himself onto it, anticipation building within him. Mistress Jennifer Carter was a true mistress of the macabre, and he couldn't wait to see what she had in store for him.