Lady Scarlet was in her opulent chamber, dressed in an elegant silk robe that hung loose around her curvaceous figure. She walked over to a servant girl kneeling before her, her eyes locked onto the woman's rear end - it was time for the young girl's first 'baptism'. As she moved closer, Lady Scarlet grasped the hem of her robe and raised it up slightly, exposing her anus and lower half of her big yellow dildo covered in drool and sweat. "Today you will be initiated into Scat," she said, her voice cold and concise. Her slave girl trembled slightly at the thought of what was about to happen. Without further instruction, Lady Scarlet's slave girl lowered her trembling lips onto her master's anus, pressing them against the soft flesh. With trepidation, she began to sniff cautiously before slowly licking around the rim. The taste was foul and repulsive but Lady Scarlet's slave girl continued diligently, her tongue lapping up every last drop of her mistress's filth. After several minutes, Lady Scarlet pushed her slave girl away and watched with amusement as the girl wiped her face with the back of her hand, trying to clean herself from the foul taste. "Now," she said, "it's time for your baptism." As she spoke, she pulled down her panties to reveal her soiled underwear. The dysentery had taken hold and her ass was covered in shit. Her slave girl's eyes widened in horror at the sight. "You must drink from me, my slave," Lady Scarlet commanded, "and absorb my essence. Bow down and prepare yourself for what comes next." The girl hesitated for a moment before lowering her trembling lips to her mistress's asshole, taking a deep breath through her nose. With trembling hands, she pulled apart Lady Scarlet's cheeks and placed her lips around the stench-ridden hole. Slowly, she began to suck, her nose flaring as she fought against the overwhelming smell and taste of shit. With each passing second, Lady Scarlet's slave girl sank deeper into submission, her master's foul taste becoming more familiar to her tongue. As she continued to clean her mistress's asshole, she could feel herself becoming aroused by the filth and degradation. When she finally finished, Lady Scarlet rewarded her with a gold necklace, a symbol of her slavery and devotion. "You have paid your dues, my slave," she said, her voice dripping with condescension. "Now you are truly one of us." From that day forward, Lady Scarlet's slave girl lived to serve her every filthy whim, eagerly anticipating the next time she would be asked to clean her mistress's asshole or indulge in her other dark desires.