Day 6 of the Ebony Fetish 12 Nasty Days of Christmas found Mistress Amber in high spirits, donning a sexy Santa outfit that left little to the imagination. Her slave, on the other hand, wore a tacky "Bah Humbug" t-shirt, which immediately caught her eye when she walked into the room.
"What do you think you're doing, slave?" she asked, narrowing her eyes at him. "Don't you know it's Christmas? You should be showing some holiday spirit!"
The slave, who remained nameless to maintain his submissive status, couldn't help but shrink under her glare. He looked down at his shirt, embarrassed by his clumsy attempt at humor.
"I-I'm sorry, Mistress," he stuttered. "I didn't mean to offend you."
"Offend me?" Mistress Amber raised an eyebrow in disbelief. "You're not causing offense, you're causing disgust. Don't you know that this is a day for joy and festive spirit?"
As her words hung in the air, a sinister smile spread across her face. She leaned against the wall, her thighs parting slightly to reveal a glimpse of her lace-covered crotch.
"I think I should take a huge shit all over you and your shirt," she purred softly, her voice dripping with anticipation. "What do you think about that?"
The slave couldn't believe what he was hearing. He knew better than to argue with Mistress Amber when she was in this kind of mood. All he could do was nod his head obediently and wait for her command.
Moments later, she stalked towards him, her heels clacking on the floor. Before he could even register what was happening, she rammed a fat cock butt plug into his ass and tied it off securely. Then, she grabbed a massive glob of her steaming, smelly shit from a nearby pail and smeared it all over his face.
"Open your mouth," she growled, shoving the mess inside. "Taste your own punishment."
The slave did as he was told, moaning in both humiliation and arousal as she forced him to ingest his own filth. Then, she lifted up his shirt, revealing a puckered anal hole covered in sweat and small tears.
"How's that for a lack of holiday spirit?" she cackled. "Let's see if you can take a real shit-dumping, just like I'm about to give you."
She turned her back on him, her plump ass cheeks quivering with excitement. The slave could feel her hot liquid burning inside him, pushing against his insides. He knew what he had to do.
With a sound of desperation, he forced his cock out of his panties and began to stroke furiously, trying to relieve some of the pressure building up within him. Meanwhile, Mistress Amber lowered her ample buttocks towards his face, giving him a clear view of her gaping asshole.
Without warning, she unleashed a massive dump all over him, covered him from head to toe in a thick layer of shit. Cum exploded from his cock as he released a primal moan of pleasure mixed with disgust.
"There you go, slave," she purred, turning back around to admire her handiwork. "Now you're really feeling the true spirit of Christmas."
With that, she wiped her own hands clean on his "Bah Humbug" shirt and grabbed a broom, pushing him towards a filthy corner of the room. There, she left him to clean up the mess he had made while she sat back and watched, knowing full well that her slave would never be able to escape the darkness that lurked within her.
