Mistress Ann - Hard times for my pathetic shit-eater

I prepared hard times for my increasingly well-trained shit-eater. Really hard shit from quality constipation. My poor piggy boy had to chew on each of my poop for a loooong time before he could swallow them. I was dressed in leather leggings, shiny vinyl jacket and riding boots to encourage his obedience. It worked great. He ate shit like the finest chocolate. He could worship and clean my leather clad ass and lick the shit out of my riding boots as reward for his obedience. Good boy!