Mistress Kimberly wasn't satisfied with her new submissive. He had shown promise during their initial encounters, but he lacked the necessary skill to please her in this particular request. She wanted him to eat her pussy like a pro, but he was still struggling. The disappointment etched across her face as she glared at him.
"You are really shit at eating my pussy," she said, her tone cold and unemotional. "Well, you've got another chance to prove yourself."
She stood up, grabbed a small soft-bristled brush, and approached a nearby toilet. She removed the seat cover and began to squat over the bowl, lowering her perfect ass onto the rim. The moment she felt the cool rush of air hit her sensitive area, she relaxed her muscles and began to release a thin stream of her warm, soft shit into the bowl.
Watching her closely, you could see the concentration on her face as she focused on letting go of her inhibitions and allowing the natural process to take place. Her entire being seemed to be concentrated on the task at hand, and she didn't once look away from her own reflection in the mirror.
As the stream of shit slowed down, Mistress Kimberly stood up and turned around, looking down at you with a stern gaze. "Now, it's time for you to prove yourself worthy of serving me," she said.
Slowly but surely, she moved towards you, stopping just short of your face. She looked down at you intently, expecting to see an eager expression on your face. Instead, you looked nervous and unsure of yourself.
Undeterred, she continued her instructions, her tone firm but not harsh. "Open your mouth," she commanded.
You hesitated for a moment before parting your lips in anticipation of what was coming next. You heard the soft patter of her footsteps as she moved closer until you could feel her hot breath against your face.
"Eat my shit," she growled softly against your ear before carefully lowering onto your face with a thud that resonated deep within your body. Your cock twitched slightly as you felt the heat from her body press against your cheeks, her shitty asshole right above your mouth.
You looked up at her, unsure of how to proceed. Mistress Kimberly noticed your hesitation and leaned forward slightly, her piercing blue eyes locking onto yours. "Don't make me repeat myself," she said, her voice stern but not unkind. She paused for a moment before giving you a gentle nudge towards the bowl full of her shit.
"Taste it," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. You could feel her ass pressing against your tongue now—it was warm, soft, and slightly slick with her natural lubrication. As you hesitantly opened your mouth wider, she slowly lowered her body further onto your face until her ass was completely covering your mouth and nose.
You took a deep breath through your nose, catching the familiar scent of shit mixed with her natural musk. It wasn't unpleasant—in fact, it was oddly arousing. You started to lick gently at her exposed asshole, tasting the salty sweetness of her shit mixed with her juices.
She moaned softly, the vibrations causing her asshole to flutter against your tongue. "Good boy," she whispered before leaning back slightly and giving you a chance to catch your breath.
The experience had been both repulsive and arousing at the same time, but you were filled with a newfound sense of determination. You would do anything to please Mistress Kimberly, even if it meant getting used to tasting and smelling her shit.
As she stood up, you could see the pride in her eyes as she watched you lick your lips, tasting the last remnants of her shit. "Not bad for a beginner," she said, her voice warmer now. You looked up at her with renewed confidence, ready for whatever she might throw at you next.
