As I entered the room, I couldn't help but chuckle at the sight of my little puppy, eagerly waiting for me by the doggy bowl. His tail swished happily back and forth, and I could tell he was ready for me to treat him to some of my delicious scat. I grabbed a leash and slowly approached him, commanding him to sit.
Once my panties were around his head, I pulled him towards me, and he instantly got on all fours, ready for his mistress. I knelt down and whispered to him, "You've been so greedy lately, trying to stuff your face with anything I'd put out. Well, today, I'm going to treat you like the filthy dog that you are."
I pulled him to the doggy bowl and squatted over it, my shiny ass hovering just above the messy brown mass below. My little bitch whimpered as he gazed up at me, his eyes filled with want and need. "Eat it up, my little scat slut," I murmured, spreading my cheeks wider to present him with my tight asshole.
I began to squeeze out blobs of my warm, fresh poo, watching as they landed in the bowl. I leaned down and ran my fingers through them, smearing them across the rim of the bowl. "Go on, don't be a bad dog and miss a single drop," I teased.
But my puppy was acting up again, refusing to obey my orders. In response, I smacked him on the nose with my stinky fingers, making him yelp in surprise. I grinned maliciously as I picked up some of the fallen poo and shoved it straight into his mouth.
"No?" I sneered, taking a handful of the glistening brown mass and shoving it into his hungry mouth. I could hear him gagging as he tried to swallow it down, but he didn't dare disobey me. Instead, he meekly accepted his fate as my messy treat was forced down his throat.
"That's better," I purred, reaching into the bowl once more. This time, instead of feeding it to him directly, I lifted the bowl to his lips and tipped it forward, allowing the poo to spill out onto his tongue. He opened his mouth wide, dutifully accepting every drop that fell from the bowl.
As he licked up the last of it, I finally released him from his task and stood up. My little puppy was covered in filth and smelled worse, but he was satisfied. I smiled down at him, patting his head gently before turning and walking away.
I could hear him whimpering behind me, longing for more of my disgusting treats. But for now, I had other plans for my little scat bitch. He would have to wait patiently until next time, knowing that when I called upon him again, he would gladly submit himself to my every desire.
