EATINGALLSHITFROMGODDESSES - Margo and friend fisting and shit eating

You already know Margo, the Goddess who rules over her faithful human toilet. Well, turns out she has a friend who enjoys the same pleasure, and this time, they decided to share their toys. Margo's friend had a slave of her own, and they were planning on having some fun together. The plan was to train the slave in fisting - both for receiving and giving, but mostly for receiving, because no one likes a messy toy.

The day arrived, and the two Goddesses started with the fisting training. Margo's friend, who was new to this, was a bit hesitant at first, but Margo's slave was already well-versed in the art of receiving. Margo's friend soon got the hang of it, fisting him with her hand, while Margo pleasure him with a dildo and her divine foot. Together, they made sure the slave was properly trained.

After hours of intense training, Margo received a call from her slave. She was surprised but excited to hear from him, wondering what he wanted. His message only said one thing: "Goddess Margo, I need you. Urgently."

Margo was intrigued. She knew her slave well, and he never asked for anything without a good reason. She told him to come over immediately, no questions asked. As he arrived, she could see he was both scared and excited. She smiled, knowing what she had in store for him.

Margo led him to the shower, and before he could react, she pushed him inside. She could tell he was confused but excited as she put a shower cap on him, covering his head completely. Suddenly, she felt a pressure building up in her bowels. Without warning, she pushed, letting out a massive shit into the toilet. Then, before he could react, she leaned over and scooped up some of her hot, steaming shit with her hand.

With a wicked smile, she approached him from behind, pressed the palm of her hand against his lips, and forced him to open his mouth. As he did so, she pushed the warm, sticky shit deep into his throat, making sure he swallowed every last bit. Then, she pulled back, revealing a satisfied smile on his face despite the filth coating it.

Margo continued like this, feeding him her hot, fresh shit, coating his face and body with it. All the while, she whispered dirty, filthy words into his ears, making him hers completely. By the end of it, he was covered from head to toe in her divine shit, but he couldn't have been happier. He was hers, and she knew it.

The training session was a success. Margo was pleased with her slave, and she knew he'd make a great toy for her friend too. As she cleaned him up, she thought about all the dirty things they could do together, all the filth they could create. It made her shiver with anticipation, knowing that her slave was eager to please her and their mistresses.

Margo smiled, satisfied with the day's events. She knew her slave would remember this for a long time, and she couldn't wait to see where their relationship would go from here. The possibilities were endless, and she was ready to explore them all, with her faithful human toilet by her side.

Margo called her slave into her chambers, where she had prepared a special meal for him. It was his reward, for a job well done. As he approached, he could see that it was the same food he'd eaten earlier, but this time, it was served on a fine china plate, garnished with herbs and spices. It was a meal fit for a king - or rather, a queen's toy.

As he sat down, awestruck by his fortune, Margo handed him a fork and knife. They ate in silence, their eyes locked on each other's. This was more than just a meal; it was a symbol of their bond, of their shared pleasure and pain. The slave could feel his heart racing with anticipation, wondering what would come next. He was Margo's, and he was grateful for that.

After they had finished, Margo patted his hand, signaling that the meal was over. But before he could stand up, she pulled him close, whispering in his ear once more. "This is just the beginning," she promised, her breath hot against his skin. And with that, she sent him off to bed, knowing he would dream of her divine shit for the rest of the night.

In the darkness of his room, the slave lay awake long into the night, replaying the events of the day in his mind. He couldn't believe how lucky he was, to be chosen by Goddesses like Margo and her friend. He knew that no matter what they asked of him, he would do it, because this was his purpose. To be their toy, their plaything, their human garbage can.

And as he drifted off to sleep, he knew that tomorrow would bring new adventures, new filth, and new ways to please his mistresses. He was grateful for each of them, knowing that as long as he was theirs, he would never be alone again.