The scatqueensberlin's annual scat party was well underway and the excitement was reaching its peak. The slave, after finishing his enormous meal of human feces, was feeling both nauseous and aroused as he looked around the room filled with dominant women who were enjoying the festivities.
One of the women, Lady Grace, motioned for him to approach her throne. He walked obediently, the scent of feces lingering around him as he neared her. She sat majestically on her golden chair, her chin lifted in regal disdain. Crouching down, she grabbed the toilet slave by his shirt collar and pulled him towards her open mouth, revealing the darkness within.
With a look of controlled fervor, she pushed his head towards her crotch. Her toilet slave felt a warm, wet, and yet strangely familiar sensation as Lady Grace began to empty her bladder into his mouth. He gagged and choked as he swallowed every last drop of her golden nectar, tears streaming down his face from the pain.
Panting heavily, she released him from her grip and looked down at him with contempt. "Aren't you just the starving little turd today?" she sneered before violently pushing him back onto the ground.
Her toilet slave lay there, gasping for breath as he tried to make sense of the overwhelming sensations that were coursing through him. He didn't have much time to recover, however, as another woman stepped forward.
Princess Nikki, dressed in a shimmering gown, approached him with a regal but malicious glare. She was known for her fierce temper and her love of tormenting those beneath her. Without a word, she kicked him hard in the stomach, sending him flying across the room.
When he finally managed to crawl back to her feet, she stooped down so that she was eye to eye with him. With a cruel smile playing on her lips, she undid her pants and pushed them down, revealing her shiny black thong. Then, with a blinding speed that took him by surprise, she pulled off the thong and shoved it into his mouth.
He felt the cold, hard material pressing against his tongue as she roughly yanked it back and forth. The stench of her feces was overwhelming, and he could feel his gag reflex kicking in. But he knew better than to resist.
Princess Nikki stood tall, her chest heaving with pride as she watched him struggle to contain her filth. Finally, she gave a satisfied nod and walked away, leaving him there on the floor, confused and aching.
