Smelly Milana / Poo19 - Mark eats Karinas shit from a plate

As a toilet slave, Mark had always been curious about the scent and taste of human feces. His latest assignment was to taste Karina's shit, and she had warned him that it was going to be a challenge. She was a prolific producer, and he had to consume it all on a plate. Mark entered Karina's luxurious bathroom, where she was sitting on the toilet, waiting for him with a smug smile. Karina was a gorgeous woman, and the sight of her nude body aroused Mark despite his anxiety. He approached her carefully, his heart racing as he knelt down before her, his eyes fixed on her plump behind. Karina gently spread her cheeks, revealing her puckered anal hole, and commanded him to start eating. The first bite was like nothing he had ever tasted before: salty, creamy, and putrid all at once. It coated his tongue, making him gag, but he couldn't bring himself to spit it out. Slowly, he began to swallow, trying not to let the disgust overwhelm him. As he continued, the taste became more intense, like a mix of rotten eggs and sulfur. The smell was overpowering, and he could feel the sweat beading on his forehead. Every time Karina pushed out another lump of shit, he felt increasingly humiliated and dirty. Desperate for some relief, he looked up at Karina's face for guidance. She smiled sadistically and told him he wasn't done yet. She instructed him to reach into her anus with a finger, feeling his way around until he found her female discharge. He hesitated at first but was soon guided by her moans of pleasure. Slowly, he pushed his finger into her anus, feeling the warmth and wetness around her tight sphincter. Once he had located her discharge, he licked it off his finger, feeling the tangy, metallic taste on his tongue. It was far less revolting than the shit, but still Foreign and eerie. Suddenly, with one last push, Karina emptied her bowels onto the plate. Mark was stunned by the sheer volume of it: four thick layers of steaming shit. He knew that he had to consume every last bite if he wanted to survive his task. Grabbing the plate with both hands, he lifted it to his mouth and began to consume the foul-smelling treat. With each bite, he felt more and more like a slave to his mistress's depraved desires. But as he finished the last morsel of shit, he couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment. He realized that this was just the beginning of his toilet slavery journey, and he had never been more excited or terrified in his life.