Toilet Slaves: The Fanciest of Treats
In the secretive world of human toilet slavery, there are certain moments that are deemed exceptional. This was one of them. The mansion party, hosted by Japan's high society, had just come to an end, and the madames were eager to unveil their latest acquisition - two pristine human toilets. As they entered the specially designated room, their eyes lit up at the sight of these coveted fixtures, each adorned with an ornate golden rim and pristine porcelain.
The older madame, clad in a form-fitting gown that accentuated her ample figure, approached one of the toilets with an air of excitement. She pulled down her thick garters, revealing the cumbersome bulge in her pastel-colored panties. Her belly jiggled softly from the copious amounts of fine cuisine she had indulged in throughout the evening, and the shit slave waiting for her knew what was about to unfold. With a look of anticipation, he knelt before her, his gaze fixed on the mound of shit that threatened to burst from her bowels.
The older madame chuckled softly, relishing the power she held over this poor creature. She let out a loud fart, causing the slave to flinch slightly as the pungent stench wafted toward him. Then, she pushed out the first of many thick logs of sticky, foul brown shit. It slid effortlessly across the porcelain bowl and into the slave's awaiting mouth. His lips stretched tight around the massive load as he struggled to contain it all. The smell was overwhelming, yet he knew better than to show any sign of displeasure. This was his purpose, and he would not disappoint.
Meanwhile, the younger madame approached her own toilet, her elegant gown flowing behind her like a wave of silk. She was slimmer than her older counterpart, yet her shit had a unique flavor that only added to its desirability. As she pushed out long ribbons of light-colored feces, the second slave knelt before her, his tongue poised at the ready. He gently stirred the thin strands into a perfect swirl, savoring the sour tang of spoiled cheese that lingered on his tongue. This was a rare treat indeed.
Both slaves worked diligently, ensuring every last morsel of their mistresses' excrement was consumed. Once they had finished, they began to clean the madames with their tongues and hands, scrubbing every inch of the toilets clean until they glistened once more. It was a meticulous process, one that required precision and care. As they finished, the madames smiled at their handiwork, content in the knowledge that they had shown their guests the fanciest of treats.
The two shit slaves were exhausted but satisfied. They knew that their work was not done yet, for there were always new treats to uncover and new pleasures to be had. But for now, they basked in the glory of their latest achievement - a testament to their skill and devotion to those they served. Their world may be dark and secretive, but in moments like these, it felt like something truly special.
