After a good swim this morning I made my way to Domspace as my toilet Slave was on his way, he also informed me it was his birthday!!

“Fantastic!! Do not have any breakfast; my shit can be your birthday cake.”

On his arrival I opened the door.

“Get up those stairs, potty mouth!”

I picked up a coffee on my way, to ensure he got his dessert (coffee is a laxative for me). Drinking my coffee we had a little chat.

“Can you whip me first mistress?”

“I’d love to. Finish your cigarette and get undressed.”

“I’m ready mistress.”

“Over my bench then, I’ll start with the softer whip and if I think you can take it harder I’ll use my other whip, it has a nasty sting in its tail, be warned!”

Once I’d given him a sufficient thrashing I ordered him to get his head in the toilet box.

“Are you hungry birthday boy?”

“Yes mistress I want to eat more of your beautiful shit this time as I only managed a tiny bit before.”

“I have plenty for you shit breath.”

I straddled the toilet box.

“Open your mouth and catch it!”

Looking down at this pathetic shit eater my shit landed straight into his mouth, and placing my gloved hand over his mouth he had no choice but to chew and swallow his cake.

“Can I have some water please?”

“Yes you may wash it down and then get ready for the next load, I’ll light a cigarette just in case you need a little encouragement.”

It’s fair to say he got more than he expected without me having to torture his balls; he wants me to feed him with a spoon for his next visit, of course I don’t mind how it’s administered as long as it’s eaten 💩💩💩

Is it your birthday and you want something different? Call me