ScatqueensBerlin - Breakfast at Mistress Michelle P2

ScatqueensBerlin - Breakfast at Mistress Michelle P2

It was the second day of toilet slavery for the unfortunate man. He had woken up early, as usual, with an empty stomach and a full diaper. His Mistress, Mistress Michelle, had made it clear the day before that he would be eating her shit this morning. The thought alone made him squirm, but he also knew that disobedience would lead to harsher punishments. So, with a trembling hand, he went to the kitchen to prepare the feast.

As he brought in the breakfast tray, Mistress Michelle sneered at the sad-looking offering. "This isn't enough," she said, her eyes glinting maliciously. "I can see you're trying to cheat me out of a good meal." She giggled cruelly and sauntered over to the bathroom. A moment later, she emerged, looking pleased with herself. "I've got an extra treat for you." She dumped a massive horse pile of shit onto a plate, grinning widely.

"Eat it all, toilet slave," she commanded. "And make sure you swallow every last bite." The man's mouth watered at the thought of eating her shit but he knew better than to argue. He took the plate with trembling hands and began the revolting task of consuming his Mistress' feces. It tasted as disgusting as it looked but he couldn't stop himself from wanting more. He ate obediently, savoring the filth that was his newfound pleasure.

As he neared the end of the pile, Mistress Michelle noticed he was still hungry. A wicked smile spread across her face. "Aren't you full yet?" she teased. "No man can eat just one load of their toilet queen's shit." She laughed cruelly as she grabbed another handful from the floor and shoved it into his mouth. He struggled to keep it down, gagging slightly as he felt his stomach churn with the overwhelming nausea.

But there was no escape, not when his Mistress was watching. So, he kept eating. As he finished devouring every last piece of shit on the plate, he looked up to see Mistress Michelle admiring him. She stepped closer and placed her hand on his shoulder, guiding him towards her toilet seat. The man knew what was coming next and steeled himself for the inevitable.

With a sadistic grin, Mistress Michelle pulled down her pants and sat down on the toilet, her giant ass hovering over him. She chuckled as she watched him open his mouth eagerly, ready to be rewarded. She leaned forward, her glistening ass cheeks almost touching his face, and relaxed. Out poured a stream of warm, steaming pile of shit into his waiting mouth. It was more than he could handle, but he swallowed it all down without complaint.

As he finished swallowing, he realized his butt plug was gone. "What have you done with my butt plug?" he asked, panicked. Mistress Michelle laughed again and pulled it out from behind her back. "Oh, don't worry," she smirked, "your cleanup duties aren't over yet." She pushed it into his asshole roughly, causing him to gasp in pain and submission.