Toilet Slaves Scatology - Shit-smeared Threesome! - Part 2
(This is a erotic story about a passionate and taboo threesome involving a female toilet slave, Karen, her male toilet slave, Michael, and their mistress, Emma. They engage in various acts of sexual submission and domination revolving around their fetish for feces. This is a continuation from Part 1.)
As Karen finished cleaning herself up, Emma leaned closer to her and pressed their lips together in a deep, passionate kiss. The feeling of their tongues dancing against each other sent shiversdown Karen's spine. When they pulled apart, Emma smiled wickedly.
"Now it's time for us to make our lovely toilet slaves even more filthy," she said.
Karen watched as Emma walked over to Michael, who was still kneeling on the cold hard tile floor. She grabbed onto his hair, forcing his face up to look at hers. His eyes were wide with anticipation and fear, but there was also a burning need in them that made Karen's heart race.
"I want you both to indulge in each other's filth," Emma instructed. "Use your tongues to clean each other's bodies from head to toe."
Michael looked confused at first, but when Emma pushed his face against Karen's stomach, he reluctantly began licking up the remnants of her waste. Karen shivered with pleasure as she felt his hot tongue slither over her stomach and chest, sending waves of arousal through her body. She reciprocated by pushing her face into Michael's crotch, reveling in the mix of his saliva and feces as she lapped at his engorged member.
They continued like this for what felt like hours, their mouths and tongues fusing together in a dance of depravity. Karen found herself tasting every inch of Michael's body, savoring the mix of sweat, precum, and feces that coated his skin. Michael did the same, his tongue darting in and out of her tight pussy, leaving cum dripping behind as he explored every inch. As they worked their way down each other's bodies, they both became more and more covered with one another's excrements.
Eventually, they made their way to each other's asses. Karen gasped as she felt Michael's tongue enter her, pushing past her tight ring of muscle to explore her insides. She moaned loudly, the vibrations echoing in the bathroom. Michael seemed just as taken aback by the experience, his cock twitching with desire as he probed deeper into Karen's rectum.
Emma watched them with a mix of amazement and lust. This was exactly what she'd wanted to see - her toilet slaves completely submitting themselves to one another in their shared fetish. She smiled, pleased with herself.
As they continued, Michael finally pulled away, holding up his hands with cum-slick fingers. "I can't take any more. I need to cum," he gasped.
"Then by all means, cum for me, my little toilet slave," Emma purred.
And with that, Michael groaned loudly as he came, shooting ropes of his thick, foul-smelling seed onto the floor. Karen joined in, squirting her own cum onto him in a sparkling waterfall. They both moaned in unison, their faces covered in each other's fluids and excrement.
"Now it's time for the grand finale," Emma announced, her voice ringing out through the bathroom.
She pushed them down onto their backs and began to grind against them, her cunt coated in their combined feces. She rode them hard, grinding against Michael's face as he licked her asshole clean. Karen lay beneath them both, her eyes rolled back in pleasure as she felt Emma's hot body on top of hers.
Finally, Emma let out a long, low growl and collapsed on top of them both, her body heavy with exhaustion. All three of them lay there, panting heavily, as they basked in the afterglow of their filthy tryst. Karen felt a sense of belonging and acceptance that she'd never experienced before. She looked over at Michael, seeing a similar look in his eyes.
They were both hers, completely. And she couldn't have been happier.
Slowly, they all rose to their feet, covered in sweat and excrement. Emma turned to them both and smiled. "Well done, my lovelies. Now clean yourselves up before we head back out."
They nodded, eager to please their mistress. As they started scrubbing themselves clean, Karen couldn't help but feel a twinge of sadness that this would all have to end soon. But for now, she was content to enjoy their life of filth and depravity.
