Mistress Gaia - MISTRESS GAIA - TWO MISTRESSES FOR ONE TOILET - mobile version

My toilet slave eagerly awaits the arrival of my friend and I, his mistresses. As we make our way towards him, he can already smell the sweet aroma of our impending shits. Excitement fills the air as my friend, a stunningly beautiful woman, begins to eliminate waste from her body. Her shit is thick and copious, filling her mouth completely as she continues to defecate onto the toilet seat. I, feeling rather full myself, take my time, enjoying the anticipation of the occasion.

Once I'm finished, I join my friend in front of the toilet, our divine buttholes ready for inspection. The slave gets to his knees, his eyes fixated on the treasure trove awaiting him. As he begins to attempt to pleasure us both, it becomes clear that there's a problem: my friend's mouth is completely filled with her own shit!

Despite his best efforts, he can't seem to free her mouth from the massive turd that's lodged within it. This leaves me with little choice but to do the dirty work myself. Gently pushing her head aside, I reach into her mouth with my hand and fish out the offending morsel of shit. With a flourish, I place it on the pile rapidly forming on the floor beside me.

Feeling rather proud of myself, I turn back to the slave, who is now panting heavily from his efforts. I squat down over the toilet, my pert bottom inviting him to worship my asshole while he awaits his turn. As I begin to release, it becomes clear that there will be no room for him if he doesn't act fast. With one hand gripping my hips for support, he dives into his task with relish, eagerly lapping at my juices and pushing his tongue as far up inside me as possible.

By the time I've emptied myself completely, both the toilet and the slave are absolutely covered in a thick layer of our combined fecal matter. Satisfied with his efforts, I stand up and order him to clean himself up. Reluctantly, he begins licking every last trace of our shit from his body, begging for forgiveness when he sees the disappointment on our faces. Clearly, he doesn't want to risk incurring our wrath by missing any of our precious waste.

Feeling rather full ourselves, we decide to leave him to his task and retire to a comfortable place where we can relax and enjoy the delicious taste of our own shit. When we return, the slave is eagerly eating away at the mixture of our feces, his face smeared with our fecal matter. Clearly, he's learned his lesson: always be prepared to taste every last drop of your mistresses' shit, or suffer the consequences.