ScatqueensBerlin - The Shit Burger Part3

The Shit Burger Part3

As punishment, he must run with the sulky, a small wooden sled used to transport human excrement, and he must keep the shit in his mouth and say again and again the same phrase: "I'm sorry I haven't eaten all the shit." His mistress, Miss Mona, was not one to tolerate disobedience. She was the ice-cold queen of ScatqueensBerlin, a website dedicated to the darkest desires of her subjects. Today, she would humiliate her slave publicly, forcing him to carry her most intimate waste through the streets of Berlin.

The sulky was tied securely to his neck, like an animal that had been tamed. He felt the cold hardwood against his skin, biting into his flesh with every step he took. He was naked except for a tiny speedo that barely covered his genitals. His mistress had forbidden him from wearing anything else, forcing him to walk through the city with his pathetic little cock and balls on full display. The people of Berlin were used to seeing strange things on the streets, but even they were shocked by this spectacle. As he ran, the shit in his mouth became heavier and more disgusting, coating his tongue and teeth with a foul taste that made him gag. But he couldn't spit it out. He had to swallow it all or face even more severe punishment from his mistress.

Miss Mona stood on a balcony above him, watching as her slave struggled under the weight of the sulky and the shame of his disgrace. She was dressed in black latex, her body perfectly sculpted to perfection. She lit a cigarette, exhaling a stream of smoke as she watched her slave stagger through the streets. She could feel the power she held over him, the control she had over his every move. It was intoxicating, like a drug she couldn't get enough of. As he approached, she leaned over the railing, whispering words of encouragement - words that made him shudder with fear and arousal. "You're doing such a good job, my little toilet slave," she purred, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "I think it's time for a reward."

Without warning, Miss Mona lifted up her skirt, exposing her perfect ass to him. "Go on," she taunted, pulling him closer to the balcony. "You know what to do." He hesitated for a moment, terrified of what she would do if he refused. But then, he knew there was no choice. This was his punishment, and he had to endure it. He stepped forward, leaning over the railing, his face inches from her perfect ass. He opened his mouth, and as he did, she released a stream of hot, steaming shit directly into his waiting mouth. He swallowed it down, trying not to gag on the bitter taste. "That's a good toilet slave," she purred, patting him on the head. "Now, go keep running with your shit burger." And with that, she turned away, leaving him alone to continue his humiliating task.

As he ran with the sulky, he could feel the shit sloshing around in his stomach, making him feel sick. But he kept running, his legs aching from the strain. He could hear people laughing at him, pointing and jeering as he passed by. But he didn't care. He had to please his mistress, no matter what it cost him. Hours passed, and the sulky grew heavier, the shit inside it threatening to spill out onto the ground. He could feel himself losing control, his body screaming for mercy. But still, he kept running, his mind focused on the one thing that kept him going - his absolute devotion to ScatqueensBerlin and their twisted desires.