In the hustle and bustle of ScatqueensBerlin, a new toy is brought in - a young, eager slave. The room is dimly lit with LED strips that dance across the bodies of the two Scatqueens; Lady Domi and Mistress Jessi. They stand before their new acquisition, their gazes intense as they prepare him for what lies ahead.
Lady Domi leans down and whispers in his ear, her hot breath causing his cock to twitch uncontrollably. "You're going to be our little shit eater today." She grins wickedly before producing a small bowl filled to the brim with their combined saliva. "Swallow every last drop," she commands, her voice cold and hard like ice.
The slave obeys without hesitation, gulping down the mixture of spit as best he can. His throat burns and he gags slightly, but he keeps going until the bowl is empty. Panting heavily, he looks up at his mistresses in anticipation, his eyes wide with fear and excitement.
"Good boy," Mistress Jessi purrs, running her hand down his chest and over his cock, which jerks involuntarily at her touch. She slaps him hard across the face, snapping his head back in response. "Now assume the shit eater position."
The slave knows what this means; he lies down on the floor on his stomach, legs spread wide apart, his ass pushed up in the air for their pleasure. Mistress Jessi straddles him, her skirt hiked up exposing her black lace panties. Slowly, she lowers herself onto his face, her pussy pressing against his lips and nose. Without warning, she pushes hard, forcing his face deeper into her cunt as she rides him roughly.
Meanwhile, Lady Domi prepares herself for the main event. She steps out of frame for a moment before returning, her beautiful asscheeks gaping apart as she strains to take an enormous shit. The stench is overwhelming as she leans over the slave, her sweaty skin brushing against him.
Without further warning, she lands a massive turd right in front of his face. It's as big as a softball and steaming hot from her ass. The slave's eyes go wide as he stares at the enormous piece of shit before him. He hesitates for only a moment before opening his mouth wide and taking it all in - cheeks hollowed out, tongue pressed against the roof of his mouth.
As he continues to consume every inch of their shit, he feels the Scatqueens' hands all over him. They spit in his mouth, on his face, in his hair; everywhere. Their weight presses down on him, crushing his limbs under their immense power. The smell of rotten ass fills the air as they take turns using him as their personal toilet.
By the time they're finished, the slave is covered in their shit - from head to toe. His mouth is a gaping hole, his eyes are filled with tears, and yet he still finds himself aroused by their dominance. He looks up at them, begging for more with his eyes, knowing that he will never be able to escape the power they hold over him.
