So there werelong brown streams of shit dribbling everywhere.? So far it had taken me an hour to chew theshit gag, my feet were screaming in pain when...in relief I? saw the word STOP appear on my screen. I wasallowed to remove what was left of the shit gag and remove the handcuffs. Bit Ihad to walk in the heels over to the table where I had placed the keys.? When I had done this I knelt before my cameraand before my Master. In large letters the word SHITEATER appeared. I bowed my head in. Another message appeared “There is something you can do. Come to my office as soon as you can.”I walked over, expecting her to have a pile of papers in hand that needed to be filed. Instead she sat at her large oak desk, her swivel chair pointed at the door, and her legs slightly open, sheltered by a pencil skirt. I asked sheepishly, staring at the floor “Yes, Juli?”“I’ve known you for a long time right? And besides for a short, disaster-filled relationship, we’re friends?”“Yes, I guess. She said she had to go do some work in the office downstairs but that Iwas free to use the MacBook if I wished. She dressed quickly and gave mea last kiss and was about to walk through the door when she stopped andlooked back."Oh, and don't forget Kritsada is coming this evening to see us. We'regoing to have drinks up here and then we'll have dinner in therestaurant." With that, she waved goodbye and skipped down the stairs. Imade myself a coffee, still with the towel around me, and settled. Maybe the fake interest worked after all. Then again the bitch probably didn’t notice the revulsion. Becky quickly added some more encouragement: ‘Yes, harder’ and ‘faster!’ It was all sickening lies, but hopefully it would end the act sooner. She rapidly breathed in and out like she was giving birth. ‘Do it!’ In and out slid the fiberglass rod surfaced in soft silicon. Becky’s body raced helplessly towards the peek as ordered. ‘I’m coming. Please go faster my Mistress. I’m coming.’ ‘Very good.