The patio was filled with the sounds of high heels clicking against the stone as Gabi, one of the Scat-Princesses, joined the other girls in line. She confidently strutted towards the bound and helpless slave sprawled before them. With a mischievous smirk on her lips, she took her place at the end of the line.
The slave's body was bruised and battered from the previous attacks, but he remained still, struggling against his restraints. His eyes darted nervously between the girls, unsure of what was coming next. He could only hope that they would show some mercy this time.
As Gabi approached, she looked down at him with a predatory gaze, her sharp red stilettos casting an ominous shadow over him. "Today's session is going to be extra special," she purred, running her fingers through her long blonde hair. "We want to see just how much you can take."
The first girl stepped forward, unzipping her jeans and revealing her bare bottom. With a look of pure enjoyment on her face, she glared down at the slave and slowly sat down on his face. The moment she felt the cool breeze on her ass, she let out a gasp of pleasure. "Mmm, yes!" she moaned as she began to grind her hips in small circles, relishing the feeling of the slave's lips and tongue against her asshole.
The next girl followed suit, carefully placing her perfect round ass on the slave's outstretched tongue. She squealed in delight as he lapped at her tight hole, encouraging him to lick and nuzzle deeper. Each girl took turns sitting on his face, filling the air with their moans of pleasure and the stench of ass and piss.
Finally, it was Gabi's turn. She removed her pants, revealing a perfect pair of shapely cheeks covered in a thin layer of sweat. With a sinister smirk, she leaned down and whispered in his ear, "This is where it gets interesting, slave." She positioned her ass directly above his mouth, her scent of sweet perfume and musky pussy filling the air.
But instead of sitting down, she held her ass above his face, teasing him. The slave shook his head frantically, pleading with her to stop. "What's wrong?" she taunted, watching as fear and dread filled his eyes. "Don't you want to taste me?"
Without warning, she lifted her leg and slammed it down onto his face without releasing any shit. The impact drove the air from his lungs, but she didn't stop there. She repeated the motion, each time aiming her foul-smelling stinky feet closer and closer to his mouth. The girls snickered as they watched him try to shield himself from the onslaught, but it was too late.
Gabi's next kick landed squarely on his lips, forcing them open and spraying shit into his mouth. He gagged and choked, trying desperately to swallow the disgusting liquid. But she wasn't finished. With each kick, she aimed more of her shit-covered feet at his face, relishing the look of horror and disgust on his features.
Finally, Gabi stood up, her chest heaving with pride. "Not so tough now, are you?" she sneered, flexing her muscles as she stepped back in line. The other girls giggled and clapped, high-fiving each other as they watched the slave struggle against his bonds, a mixture of their shit and piss dripping from his chin and nose.
They couldn't wait to see what he would endure next as they continued their cruel shitting session in the patio. In the end, only one thing was clear: the slave had reached his limit, but the girls weren't done pushing him further. They were determined to make him their puppet, always ready to defecate on his face whenever they pleased.
