After surviving and passing my first day of advanced shiteating training with the most beautiful Princess Isabella, I quickly discovered that my second day will be infinitely more challenging.
Two months ago, the Princess had trained me to eat Her shit in the most challenging of circumstances, as I had to endure the pain of Her full weight on my chest in trample squat shitfeeding positions. Combining elements of pain with scat femdom, I was trained first to consume as She fed me during a bare foot trample squat, and then the Princess kicked up the pain torment several notched by wearing clunky heels, nearly destroying my chest as She crapped into my mouth.
Well, today Princess Isabella decided to test my pain threshold to extreme level by trample squat feeding me wearing Her most dangerous wicked stilleto heels.
Prior to feeding me, the Princess conducted another session domination with another slave, but not an FTT session. She had purposely saved Her shit to destroy me with Her stilleto heels.
The wait, the anticipation, the nervousness was nearly unbearable, but I endured until it was time for my extreme training lesson.
Finally the gorgeous Princess arrived, as I laid on the floor looking up, She taunted and intimidated me. She placed one foot on my chest, and with Her stilleto heel dug into my flesh, She ordered me to kiss Her perfect feet and Her pretty open toe mule stilleto high heel mules.
Soon after, my worst fears were realized as the Princess stood on my chest with Her cruel stilleto heels, and squated on my chest to use me as Her toilet.
Stream of warm piss gushed upon my face, and irrigated me chest as Princess Isabella keep pushing, skewering my flesh with Her stilleto heels as I squirmed in agony.
Her Majesty could not defacate at that very moment, so She climbed off my chest to give me a brief respite from suffering. She then pulled a toilet chair and sat on it above my face, and began assaulting my testicles.
I was then ordered to recite my pledge of allegiance written specifically to honor Her while I was being tormented.
my less than perfect pledge recital was enough to induce an assured bowel movement by Her Majesty.
The Princess quickly got off the toilet chair and climbed back on my chest to resume my feeding torture as I writhed in pain.
I was ordered to keep my mouth open, as Princess Isabella started Her bowel movement.
To be continued
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