In the dimly lit dungeon, Missy Van Licks and her companion sat on a high pedestal, their long designer gowns sweeping the stone floor. They watched as the naked slave knelt before them, trying to catch his breath amidst the puddles of lukewarm piss and vomit that covered the ground. His body shivered with anticipation, not knowing what horrors lay ahead.
"Mmm, isn't this pathetic creature just utterly delightful?" Missy purred, her high heels tapping against the pedestal. The companion nodded in agreement, her red lips curled into a sinister smile.
"He looks like he could use some more...humiliation," the companion said with a hint of amusement in her voice. Missy laughed softly, throwing her glossy raven hair over her shoulder.
"Oh, don't worry," Missy assured her companion, leaning forward to address the trembling slave. "We're going to make sure you're properly humiliated."
With a flick of her wrist, Missy summoned her personal golden showerhead and adjusted its settings. With a cruel gleam in her eye, she aimed the powerful jet of warm urine directly at the slave's face. He screamed as the hot liquid cascaded down his cheeks, into his mouth and nose, choking him and making him gag violently.
The companion turned up her nose in disgust. "Ewww, don't make him swallow that," she sneered, watching as Missy nodded in agreement without breaking eye contact with her captive.
"Of course," Missy said with a sneer of her own. "Who better to clean our filth than the one who produced it?"
Missy nodded again, and her companion moved closer, opening her perfect red lips to reveal a long, forked tongue coated in saliva. Missy took the hint, and together they commanded the trembling slave to open his mouth wide. With trembling hands, he complied, whimpering as he braced himself for whatever horrors lay ahead.
Slowly, deliberately, Missy and her companion leaned in, their faces mere inches from the slave's. Missy licked her thumb and forefinger clean, leaving a trail of her saliva over his trembling lips. With a malicious giggle, she took aim and shoved her dirty fingers into his mouth, pushing them deep down his throat.
Her companion did the same, shoving her own finger into the slave's quivering mouth. They both watched with dark amusement as he gagged and choked on their saliva, tears streaming down his face. When they were satisfied that he had swallowed every last drop, Missy stood up, her golden shower running full blast over the sobbing slave's body.
"Now we'll see how much you really want to serve us," Missy said with a sinister smile, her eyes glinting in the dim light. The companion nodded in agreement, her red lips curled into a cruel grin.
Reaching down, Missy grabbed a fistful of the slave's greasy hair and pulled his head back, exposing his quivering throat. His eyes were filled with terror as he watched the golden goddess lean over him, her perfect tits jiggling gently as she lowered herself onto his face.
With a moan of ecstasy, Missy sank down onto the slave's face, her soft flesh squashing his nose and face. She wriggled around, grinding her hips against his mouth as she took control of his body. Her juices ran down his face, dripping into his open mouth as he tried desperately to breathe.
The companion watched with hungry eyes, licking her lips in anticipation. "Mmm, go on," she whispered, her voice thick with desire. "Taste her, you pathetic little worm."
With a final grunt, Missy stood up, shaking the last drops of her juices onto the shivering slave's face. She turned to her companion, a cruel smile playing on her lips.
"Now," she purred, "let's see how well he drains."
