The slave, Luke, couldn't believe his luck as he found himself in the presence of three sexy girls—Nataly, Jessi, and Lily. They had him at their feet, and each one of them was gorgeous in their own right. Today, however, the tables had turned. Instead of serving them, he was at their mercy.
Nataly, the lead girl, was sitting on a throne-like toilet seat while the other two girls stood by her side. She called out to Luke, inviting him to join them. He hesitated at first, not sure what she had planned. However, when he saw the glint in her eye and heard the smile in her voice as she said, "Come here, slave," he knew there was no escaping this fate.
Luke approached them nervously, wondering what was going to happen next. He couldn't shake the thought of how these girls had taken control over him since they discovered his secret fetish for scat pornography. They seemed to delight in toying with him, pushing his boundaries further each time they met.
As he stood before them, Nataly commanded him to drop his pants. He obeyed without question, revealing his erect cock underneath his pants. She nodded approvingly and then gestured for him to release himself. Luke hesitated for a moment but then did as he was told, stroking himself until he felt the familiar twitch in his balls signifying his impending climax.
He gasped as he shot his load, watching in amazement as it landed on the floor between his feet. The girls clapped and cheered together, seemingly amused by his reaction. However, their mood quickly changed when it became clear that Luke had already come too soon and wasn't able to handle everything they had planned for him.
Jessi stepped forward, grabbing Luke by the chin and instructing him harshly, "Swallow, slave." Luke tried to sputter out an excuse but found himself unable to speak, his mind blank with fear. The girls exchanged knowing glances, their disappointment mirrored on each other's faces.
Nataly sighed, standing up from the toilet seat. She faced Luke, her gaze stern but determined. "You're not being obedient enough, slave," she said, her voice colder than ever before. "We need you to eat everything we give you." She walked over to the toilet and flushed it, watching as a torrent of water and, more importantly, their fresh poop flooded the floor.
The smell hit Luke like a ton of bricks, making his stomach churn. However, he knew there was no escaping this now. As the water receded, revealing their wet, steaming piles of poop on the floor, Jessi grabbed Luke's face forcefully, pushing his mouth down towards the mess. At first, he struggled to comply, but when he felt Nataly's hand rubbing his lower back in a soothing rhythm, he gave in.
His nose filled with the smell of their shit as it touched his lips. He gagged involuntarily but forced himself to keep going, his tongue tasting the salty, disgusting taste of their waste. As he started to swallow, he felt a new wave of nausea wash over him, threatening to make him vomit all over their precious poop. But he fought through it, taking one large, sloppy bite after another until he felt the pressure in his stomach subside.
The girls watched him intently as he worked, their eyes filled with pride and amusement. When he finally looked up at them, panting heavily from the effort, they clapped their hands together. "Good boy," they chorused. Luke felt a strange sense of gratification wash over him at their praise, despite the dirty deed he had just completed.
Nataly approached him again, her hand on her hip. "So, slave," she said, her voice heavy with sarcasm, "you liked that, didn't you?" Luke could feel himself harden again despite his filthy state. He nodded slowly, unable to meet her gaze. She smiled deviously. "I thought so. Well, there's more where that came from."
