EATINGALLSHITFROMGODDESSES - Margo and friend handjob with kaviar

Margo, a mesmerizing goddess with a glowing aura of dominance, arrived at her lavish estate with her equally striking friend. They were intending to fulfill their sickeningly sweet fantasy of humiliating a pathetic toilet slave beneath them. As the doors swung open, the slaves' noses were filled with the intoxicating scent of expensive perfumes, designer clothes, and freshly baked cookies – a stark contrast to the rancid stench of his own fecal matter that perpetually wafted off him due to his toilet slavery.

Their eyes met with disgust and revulsion, but it merely fuelled Margo's sadistic desires. She motioned for the slave to kneel before her, still clad in his humiliating maid outfit as per her previous orders. Swiftly, she yanked down his panties, revealing his asshole covered in a thick layer of feces. Without batting an eye, she grabbed a fist and forcefully pushed it inside the trembling slave's ass, making him moan in both pain and submission. His ass was stretched and abused by Margo's friend, leaving him vulnerable and ready for more torment.

With gleeful anticipation, Margo picked up a small jar labeled 'kaviar', a delicacy made from the finest shit of the gods, and approached the helpless slave. She could see the fear and excitement in his eyes as she brought the jar to his lips. "Now, my little toilet slave," she purred, her voice dripping with venom, "it's time to taste the kaviar of your mistress." Slowly, she leaned in and let a chunk of the golden kaviar fall onto her hand. Before he could even register what was happening, she shoved her hand into his mouth, forcing him to taste the divine excrement directly from her hand.

The slave's senses were overwhelmed – the sweet and savory flavors of the kaviar mixed with the tangy smell of his own feces, creating a disgusting yet strangely addictive mix. As he chewed and swallowed, Margo continued to stroke his hard cock, teasing both his desire for release and his growing need for more of her filthy treat. "Is it good?" she taunted, licking her fingers clean of any remaining kaviar. The slave could only nod feverishly, lost in a haze of submission and perversion.

Margo smiled cruelly, knowing that she had complete control over this pathetic creature. "Good boy," she crooned, before dashing the remaining kaviar onto his face, letting it drizzle down his cheeks and into his mouth. "Now clean that up before I change my mind about letting you taste any more."

With shaking hands, the slave picked up a washcloth soaked in expensive perfume and began scrubbing away at the mess on his face. Margo surveyed her handiwork with satisfaction, knowing that even after this humiliation, there would still be many more Night falls, where her depravity knew no bounds. As for the slave, he could only hope and pray that he would be allowed to continue servicing his mistresses' every disgusting desire.