The Living Room

The mistress held tightly to the back of the chair as her round arse draped from the edge. She was having trouble with the sticky shit, but her anus finally relented and opened up, allowing the sliver of reddish shit to escape. The manlet felt the warm, sour ribbons of shit fall into his mouth and face. He was overwhelmed just by how much the mistress had shat for that day. Smiling, the mistress grabbed her whip and began spreading the nutty shit all over the slaves mouth and face. The shits odor intensified, releasing the musty gas into the air even more.