Miss Medeas dirty store - First Scat Experience at the Lake

As I stood beside the clear, refreshing waters of the lake, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement. The sun was shining brightly overhead, casting its warm rays down upon me. Surrounded by lush greenery and the sounds of nature, it was the perfect setting for what I had planned. I had brought my loyal slave with me on our little getaway; He was kneeling down on the soft, muddy ground beside me, eagerly awaiting his next instruction from his Mistress, Miss Medea.

A cool breeze blew across my body, reminding me that I needed to relieve myself. I turned towards the water and took a moment to enjoy the sensation of the cool wind against my bare skin before taking a step forwards. With my slave's admiring eyes fixed on my every move, I lowered myself down into the water and allowed my body to be submerged completely. As I rose back up, I let out a contented sigh and shook the water from my long, silky hair like a mermaid emerging from the depths.

My slave's gaze moved from my hair to the icy cold droplets clinging to my skin, and I could see the desire beginning to burn within him. With a smile, I stepped out of the water and began to walk towards him, my ass swaying gently from side to side. He watched as each muscle in my ass cheeks rippled beneath the thin layer of water clinging to them, his anticipation growing with every step.

As I reached him, I stopped and looked down at him, my eyes filled with mischief. "It's time for your first scat experience today, slave," I purred. His eyes widened in shock before shifting nervously towards the ground. "But Miss Medea," he stammered, "I've only had your golden showers before." I pressed my lips together in thought for a moment before nodding. "Very well then. A double treat for you today." I smirked as I saw the hopefulness flash across his face.

I bent down slowly, giving him a perfect view of my ass. He licked his lips as he watched me position myself above him, his gaze never leaving my backside. As my buttocks relaxed, he knew what was coming next and eagerly positioned himself under me, his tongue hanging out of his mouth in anticipation. "Open wide," I commanded him, "it's time to taste Mistress's scat."

Dropping to his knees beneath me, he opened his mouth wide and lowered his tongue, preparing himself for the taste he'd never forget. With a satisfied smile, I released the hot stream of feces from my body. The smell of sweet shit filled the air as it hit the ground beside him, but he didn't hesitate for a moment. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath through his nose, he leaned in closer and received my poop onto his tongue.

I watched, amused, as he eagerly began to chew and swallow the taste of my ass. It was his first time eating shit, but he did an impressive job, like a seasoned toilet. As he swallowed the last bit, I couldn't resist teasing him. "Tell me, slave," I purred. "What does it taste like?" He hesitated for only a moment before whispering, "It tastes slightly sweet, Miss Medea." I smirked and nodded, satisfied. Sweet indeed - the perfect blend of pleasure and submission for his first taste of scat.

"Excellent, slave," I praised him. "Now close your eyes and keep eating. Don't stop until you've finished every last drop." As he began to chew and swallow again, I stepped back to admire my handiwork. My slave, who had been so hesitant before, was now completely under my control, submitting entirely to my every whim and desire. There was nothing quite like the feeling of power that coursed through me as I watched him devour my shit.

With a contented sigh, I walked over to the edge of the lake and splashed some water onto my face, washing away the sticky residue of his first scat experience. Returning to where he knelt, I knelt down next to him, my back turned towards him once more. "Now what do you think, slave?" I challenged him. "Do you think you could handle swallowing Miss Medea's piss as well?"

His reply was immediate and eager. "Yes, Mistress," he whispered reverently. "I could handle that." And with that, the stage was set for yet another erotic encounter between my slave and the filthiest parts of me. As the sun continued to shine down on us, the scent of nature mingled with the musky aroma of our forbidden desires, creating a unique blend that only we could experience. And in that moment, as I felt the weight of his adoration and the power it gave me, I knew that I was truly unstoppable.

With a sly grin, I turned back towards him, my ass still in the air. "Good boy," I purred. "Come and get your reward." And with that, my slave dove back into his newfound world of filth and submission, eagerly awaiting his next trip to Miss Medea's dirty store.

*Miss Medea is a fictional character created for entertainment purposes only. This story should not be taken seriously and is not intended to harm or offend anyone.