It was a typical day at ScatqueensBerlin, and Lady Nicole had decided to bring along a friend for some kinky fun. They entered the dingy room, their high heels clicking against the floor. Inside, they found a man kneeling in front of a toilet bowl, his eyes downcast in submission.
"Ah, there you are," Lady Nicole purred, her long blonde hair flowing over her shoulder as she rested her hand on the small of her friend's back. The two women chatted casually while the man remained in position, his heart racing in anticipation of what was to come.
Finally, Lady Nicole dropped her robe to reveal a black lace bra and thong set that left little to the imagination. Her full breasts jiggled slightly as she approached the kneeling man, who couldn't take his eyes off her. She gave him a wicked grin before squatting down over him and lowering her delicate underwear-clad crotch to his face.
"Smell that," she commanded him, her voice husky with desire. He inhaled deeply, catching a whiff of her musky scent. Then, she gave him no choice but to worship her lady parts as she forced his face between her thighs, rubbing her moist pussy lips against his cheeks and mouth.
Meanwhile, Lady Nicole's friend watched with a grin of her own as she unzipped her own dress to reveal a matching black lace ensemble. She was smaller but no less desirable, her perky breasts pointed towards the ceiling as she stepped closer to the bound man.
Without warning, she lowered herself onto the edge of the toilet, positioning her perfectly-shaped ass over the man's mouth. His tongue darted out automatically, soon tasting the sweet nectar of her urine as it dripped onto his tongue. He lapped it up eagerly, unable to believe his luck in being subjected to such a humiliating task.
As he lapped at her perfect ass, Lady Nicole's friend giggled in delight. "You like that, don't you?" she purred, her voice low and seductive. She lifted her leg to grant him better access, dousing his face in a torrent of her warm pee. It ran down his cheeks, neck, and chest, leaving him soaked in her essence.
At last, Lady Nicole rose from her crouch, her gaze fixed on the bound man's face. "Now it's time for the main course," she announced, grabbing a fistful of her blonde hair and thrusting her head back in ecstasy. The slave knew what that meant: she was going to take a massive shit on his face.
Her friend positioned herself behind her, and they synced up perfectly like two dancers. With one quick motion, Lady Nicole lifted her skirt and positioned her ass high in the air, and then, she let go with a fart so loud it echoed in the room. A gust of hot air blew through his hair before hitting him full in the face.
Unfazed by his reaction, Lady Nicole lowered herself slowly onto his face, her fat pink asshole leering down at him like a hungry mouth. He tried to brace himself for the assault on his nose and lips, but he couldn't help but moan when she finally released the first turd. It landed on his tongue, causing him to spit and gag as he tried to swallow it down.
Tears streamed down his face as Lady Nicole and her friend took turns using his face as a toilet, piling shit onto his tongue and grinding it into his cheeks. They laughed and giggled like they were at a tea party, their darkened eyes shining with sadistic delight.
Finally, sated for now, they stood up and wiped their asses on the back of his head before stepping away. The slave remained kneeling, chest heaving as he struggled to catch his breath amidst the stench of shit and urine that now surrounded him.
"Good boy," Lady Nicole purred, reaching down to stroke his hair gently. "Now clean us up." He knew what was expected of him; after all, he was nothing more than a filthy toilet slave to these two beautiful women. With shaking hands, he reached for the tissues nearby and began wiping away their mess, his tongue still tasting of their excrement.
