Adison couldn't believe what she was about to do. Sitting on a smelly object with a man's head underneath her, she could feel his warm breath against her pussy. The other girls around her were doing the same thing, unaware of how pathetic their cum slave must feel.
Adison took a deep breath and slowly lowered herself onto the Shitwall, feeling the soft flesh beneath her moving around. She let out a loud sigh of relief as she felt the weight of her body pressing down on something solid and hard beneath her. It was comforting in a strange way.
As she sat there, lost in thought, she felt something warm and sticky ooze up between her buttocks and trickle down onto the Shitwall beneath her. She realized with horror that it was shit! The portal had failed to detect her cleanliness this time, forcing her to sit in her own feces for a few moments before pulling away, leaving clumps of poop behind on the Shitwall.
Adison felt embarrassed and ashamed, but there was nothing she could do about it now. She looked over at the slave beneath her and could see his eyes widen with fear and disgust at the sight of her shit-covered ass. She couldn't help but chuckle, taking pleasure in his humiliation.
For what seemed like hours, the girls continued to use the Shitwall, each one sitting on it and taking their sweet time before pulling away, Some of them even took the time to wiggle around, grinding their asses against the slave's face. Adison felt a small drop of sweat trickle down her side as she watched one of the girls lean down and whisper something in the slave's ear, her hot breath making the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.
As the last girl stood up and stepped away from the Shitwall, Adison couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness. It had been exhilarating to be part of this together, to experience such complete power over another human being. But now it was over, and she was left feeling empty inside.
She slid off the Shitwall, careful not to let any of her disgusting juices drip onto the slave below. She unzipped his pants and pulled out his still-hard cock, slick with saliva and likely tasting of all the shit he had been forced to eat. She looked down at it, feeling a mixture of revulsion and fascination before stepping back and letting the cashier girl, who had been waiting in line all this time, have her turn.
As she watched the girl approach the Shitwall, a strange thought crossed Adison's mind. What would it be like to be the one in control, to sit on that wall and have all those desperate men at her feet? She shivered, wondering if she would ever find out.
