Scatologie des toilettes d'esclaves - 2 Mistress, Shit for slave no 16
Part 1: 2 Mistresses for Piss and Shit - Feeding Time for Slave 16
The smell of piss and shit filled the air, permeating through every corner of Mistress 16's luxurious chambers. Her exclusive toilets stood there, awaiting the arrival of her newest guests - two of her most dominant girlfriends. Both women were clad in nothing but lingerie, their bodies glistening with sweat as they anticipated the evening ahead.
A knock on the door interrupted their thoughts, signaling the arrival of Mistresses Noire and Blanche - both well-known for their sadistic tendencies. As they entered the room, their eyes immediately locked onto the object of their desires, Slave 16, who was kneeling on the ground, mouth agape, ready to receive whatever degrading acts they had in store for him.
"Ah, there he is," cooed Mistress Noire, walking over to Slave 16 and running her tongue seductively down his cheek. Her breath reeked of wine and tobacco, making Slave 16's stomach churn with revulsion.
"Enough of that," replied Mistress Blanche sternly, taking hold of Slave 16's hair and forcing him to look up at her. "We don't have all night. Let's get started."
Mistress Noire positioned herself behind Slave 16, teasingly caressing his bare ass with her painted fingernails. She then lowered her panties, revealing a smooth, wrinkled pussy that glistened with her excitement.
"Open wide," she ordered, pushing her sex against Slave 16's quivering lips. As he tried to resist, Mistress Blanche positioned herself to the side, ready to capture every drop of piss that came out.
With a forceful push, Mistress Noire emptied her bladder into Slave 16's mouth, the warm, bitter liquid filling him up quickly. He struggled against the torrent but could do nothing as it spilled over onto the floor, leaving him gagging and choking on the disgusting liquid.
As soon as Mistress Noire was finished, Mistress Blanche moved in, her eyes aflame with desire. "Now it's my turn," she growled, lifting her skirt to reveal a tight asshole that was already glistening with anticipation.
Without warning, she pushed her ass against Slave 16's face, silencing his pleas for mercy. This time, instead of piss, she released a warm, soft stream of shit onto his face, covering him from head to toe in her foul-smelling excrement.
As both Mistresses finished their business, they turned to each other, giggling like schoolgirls as they admired their handiwork. "Well, slave number 16," said Mistress Noire, panting heavily. "You may have been fed these two meals, but rest assured there will be more where that came from."
Slave 16, cowering on the floor, could only whimper in response, his mind reeling from the humiliation and degradation he had just endured. Little did he know that this was just the beginning of his horrific new life as a human toilet for his insatiable Mistresses.
