Mummy stepped out of the shower and I automatically lifted my head to turn to her. "GET YOUR HEAD BACK IN THAT BOWL RIGHT NOW YOUNG MADAM!" said Mummy and I quickly did as she asked, deeply inhaling through my nose repeatedly to show her what a good girl I could be. The smells rising up from the bowl were very strong and my eyes were watering, the tears rolling down the rubber mask my head was encased in. As Mummy readied herself in another room, doing heaven knows what, I continued sniffing for all I was worth. The stench was almost making me choke and the ring gag in my mouth meant that I kept getting the sensation of tasting Mummy's waste. But the truth was that I was so horny and happy in my role, that I couldn't help but wiggle my bum every now and again.
"Hahahahahaha! There's my good little girl!" said Mummy, seemingly from nowhere. "There you were, all alone, smelling the contents of Mummy's bowels and you could not help but give that bottom of yours a little jiggle!" Although my head was still in the bowl, I could feel my cheeks burn with embarrassment and humiliation. Mummy patted my behind, then prodded at the base of the plug still inserted (and inflated) deep inside my bumhole. After giving the pump a couple of quick squeezes and making me feel like I was going to burst, Mummy lifted my head. I soon heard the 'click' of the dog lead being attached to my collar and I was pulled out of the bathroom so forcefully I struggled to keep up.
We came to rest in front of the sofa, with Mummy sitting facing me and me on my haunches, paws up in the air like I had been told. The ring gag was very big and the drool kept pooling inside my bottom lip then dripping onto my lap. My jaw was starting to really ache, but I didn't dare say anything - or try to - and instead just looked up into Mummy's eyes. She had changed her outfit and, similarly to me, was encased in black rubber. But while I just looked like a pathetic little puppy slut, Mummy looked divine - the skin tight outfit accentuated her curves and made me shudder with pleasure. Mummy was smirking at me as she looked down and before long, removed the ring gag from my mouth. I began to say "Thank you Mummy," when I received an almighty whack across the face. "No more talking from you Missy, unless I ask you a question! Is that understood?" I whined gently from the pain, nodding my head slowly. "Now, I want you to tell Mummy about your experience in the bowl."
