EATINGALLSHITFROMGODDESSES - Luna and Anita farting and double feeding

Luna and Anita, two gorgeous goddesses of scat and toilet slavery, had quite the surprise in store for their pathetic human slaves. The two mistresses were enjoying a lazy afternoon together, taking turns demonstrating the power of their assholes. Little did their slaves know, they were about to be humiliated beyond their wildest dreams.

Faith, the bald and submissive toilet slave, was tied to a wooden chair in the center of the room. He couldn't help but watch as Mistress Luna prepared to sit on his face. She sashayed towards him in her tight black catsuit, her enormous round ass practically bursting out of the fabric. Without a word, she lowered herself onto Faith's face, trapping him underneath her massive weight.

Faith gagged as he felt Mistress Luna's hot breath against his skin. He could barely breathe, let alone think about anything else. He tried to resist the overwhelming urge to please Mistress Luna, but it was useless. As she ground her asshole into his face, Faith reached down and began to masturbate. It was the only way he could think to please her, to show his devotion to her.

And so, Faith worked his cock as Mistress Luna sat motionless on his face, her ass thrumming with every powerful contraction. It felt like an eternity passed, but finally, he couldn't take it anymore. He felt himself about to cum, and he knew there was only one thing left to do. He spurted his load all over Mistress Luna's asshole, covering her pale skin in a thick layer of cum.

Mistress Luna leaned back, admiring the mess she had made of Faith's face. She was disappointed in him; his cumshot was pathetic. She dismissed him with a wave of her hand, sending him stumbling off to clean himself up. Little did he know what awaited him next.

Meanwhile, Mistress Anita was preparing for her own glorious show of power. She walked over to a nearby toilet, smirking as she positioned herself over the bowl. She lowered her panties and revealed her tight, perfect little asshole, glistening with anticipation. With a powerful push, she sent a thick, warm turd splashing into the toilet water below.

Balls, the small and weak-willed gay slave, could only stare in awe as his mistress defecated right before his eyes. Mistress Anita looked at him with cold contempt, beckoning him closer to the toilet. Reluctantly, Balls knelt down beside the toilet, his entire body trembling with fear.

Mistress Anita grinned devilishly as she pulled out her gigantic dildo, the one she reserved only for the most pathetic of her slaves. She positioned it at the entrance to her asshole and gave it a slow, deliberate push. The thick dildo slid easily into her tight hole, pushing against her insides with each thrust. She moaned in pleasure as she fucked herself on the massive cock, using it to prepare for what was to come.

And then, as if on cue, Mistress Luna entered the room once again, this time carrying Faith in her arms. She set him down beside Balls, who couldn't help but notice the cocktail of fear and anticipation in his friend's eyes. Mistress Luna said nothing; she simply gestured for them to get on their knees and prepare for what was about to happen.

Balls looked into Mistress Anita's eyes, pleading for mercy. He knew that this was it; that there would be no escape. And before he could even begin to comprehend what was happening, he felt a warm wetness splash across his face. He looked down to see a stream of piss pouring out of Mistress Anita's asshole, falling onto his face and dripping down onto the floor.

And then, without warning, she pushed. A massive turd erupted from her asshole, catching both Faith and Balls off guard. They recoiled in horror as the turd thudded onto the ground between them, splattering their faces with a thick layer of shit. Mistress Anita leaned over the toilet, watching with satisfaction as her slaves struggled to come to terms with their newfound filthiness.

In the end, it was Mistress Luna who spoke. "Clean it up," she said simply, her voice echoing through the room. And so, Faith and Balls did as they were told, using their tongues and fingers to clean every last bit of shit from the floor. It was a humiliating task, but they knew better than to disobey their mistresses. They were their slaves, after all.

And so, the day passed with many more scenes of scat and toilet slavery, each one more depraved than the last. Faith and Balls learned quickly that their existence was now dedicated entirely to the pleasure and amusement of their goddess mistresses. They were nothing but human toilets, there to be used and abused at will.