ScatqueensBerlin - My Old Neighbor is a Scat Eater - Scat Part2
Mistress Michelle and Lady Joice made their way towards the bathroom. The toilet slave was already kneeling on the cold tiled floor, his head positioned over the toilet bowl. His cock, utterly pathetic and useless, was engulfed in a clear plastic tube that was taped to the wall, ready to receive its first load of the day.
The girls chatted amicably, their high heels clacking against the tiled floor as they approached. The toilet slave trembled slightly in anticipation, his mind racing with fear and excitement at what the day might bring. He couldn't help but feel a pang of arousal as he thought about the taste of their feces on his tongue.
Mistress Michelle took her spot in front of the toilet slave, her long, silken hair flowing over her shoulders. She hesitated for a moment, taking in the sight of his quivering body. Lady Joice stepped up beside her, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
"Are you ready, toilet slave?" Mistress Michelle purred.
The slave nodded vigorously, his mouth already beginning to salivate at the thought of what was to come.
"Good boy," Mistress Michelle cooed, reaching down to unzip her skirt. "Let's make sure you clean our toilet properly."
With that, she brought her perfect round ass to within inches of the slave's face. The raw scent of her sex filled the air as he opened his mouth wide, ready to receive her. With one fluid motion, she lowered herself onto his mouth, groaning as she felt his lips on her labia.
As he began to worship her pussy, Mistress Michelle grabbed the slave's hair and pulled his face deeper into her crotch. Her other hand went to work on her asshole, peeling it open for the slave to see the glistening toilet seat.
"Taste this, toilet slave," she growled. "This is what you'll be dining on today."
As he continued to service her pussy, Mistress Michelle leaned over to the sink, unbuttoning her blouse. Her bra came off with a gentle tug, revealing her perfect breast to the slave. She leaned in close, her warm breath brushing against his ear.
"Get ready," she whispered, her voice dripping with menace. "I'm going to piss all over that pretty little cock of yours."
And with that, she pulled back, revealing her perfect pussy to his gaze. The slave trembled in anticipation as he saw the bead of moisture forming at the entrance to her cunt.
Without warning, Mistress Michelle pushed forward, driving her engorged clit against the slave's lips. He groaned around her pussy as he felt the hot liquid flowing onto his tongue. It tasted delicious, like the sweetest nectar from the gods. Every drop was savored as it dripped down his chin to join the pool on the floor.
"That's a good boy," Mistress Michelle purred, pulling away and admiring the view of her wet pussy on his face. "Now it's time for the main event."
She turned back to the toilet, her asshole glistening with anticipation. Carefully, she poked her finger into her anus, spreading her shit around. Then, with a sigh of pleasure, she pushed her entire fist inside. The noise of her ass smacking against the cheek of her slave was deafening in the small space.
The slave could feel her muscles clenching around his cock, milking it for all it was worth. He groaned in delight as he felt the hot rush of ejaculate shooting out of his cock and into the plastic tube. It was a sensation like no other, knowing that his own waste was being used to pleasure his mistress.
With a final thrust, Mistress Michelle pulled her fist free, a stream of hot, sticky shit trailing behind it. She looked down at the toilet slave, her eyes glinting with a wicked delight.
"Now it's time for the real treat," she said, grinning wickedly. "Open wide, baby."
As the slave parted his lips, he felt his mistress's asshole press against his mouth. The warm, viscous mixture of herSemens and feces filled his mouth, coating his tongue and teeth. He was filled with an overwhelming sense of submission and desire, knowing that he would do anything to please his mistress, even if it meant consuming her shit.
With a satisfied smirk, Mistress Michelle pulled back, admiring the sight of her asshole oozing against the slave's lips. She reached down and pulled the plastic tube free, holding it up so the slave could see the thick cocktail of their fluids.
"Drink it all up," she commanded, her voice laced with power. "Then clean the toilet properly. I want no trace of our morning fun."
The slave nodded eagerly, unable to take his eyes off the sticky mess in his hands. He dipped the end of the tube into his mouth, letting the tangy taste of his mistress's cum and shit wash over his tongue. His cock, still hard and eager for more, began to twitch in anticipation as he looked forward to their next encounter.
