Natalia Kapretti - Well cruel toilet mistresses

Alight the doorbell rang, and I hurried downstairs to greet my best friend Angelica. She'd come to visit me for the weekend, and I knew we were in for some kinky fun. As we entered the living room, our eyes landed on a bound slave, helplessly waiting for our arrival. We exchanged smirks, both of us thrilled by the thought of what we had planned. Angelica spoke first, her voice dark and sultry.

"So, how exactly do you want to play with him, my dear?" she asked, running her fingers through her long, curly hair. I couldn't wait to show her my latest toy. This pathetic creature was at our mercy, and we would make full use of that.

I grinned wickedly and grabbed a strap-on dildo from the nearby table. "I have an idea," I replied, my voice dripping with cruel intent. "Let's start by fucking him back to back. I'll put him through his paces and make him beg for release." I bent over the slave and slipped my glistening cock into his tight ass, his moans filling the room as we both pounded him without mercy. The forbidden pleasure on his face was enough to turn us both on even more. When we'd had our fill, Angelica stepped up next, her eyes hungry for the submission before her.

As she impaled herself on the slave's cock, he squirmed and moaned in ecstasy, not knowing that this was just the beginning of his training. Bound tightly to the bench, his balls pulling painfully at his body, he had no choice but to take every thrust that we gave him. We stretched his asshole and pussy to the limit, our toys grinding against his insides, leaving him aching for more. But we weren't done yet...

Next came the part I'd been looking forward to - toilet training. We led him to the bathroom, both of us chuckling maniacally as we locked him inside. "We're going to teach you some new tricks," I told him, my voice cold and harsh. I sat down on the toilet and commanded, "Suck my dick." Immediately, he opened his mouth and took me in, his tongue swirling around the head of my cock as he tried to please us. It was time to see what else he could do.

With a flick of my wrist, I flushed the toilet, sending a wave of water and god knows what else down into the bowl. "Now eat it out," I ordered cruelly. He hesitated for only a moment before leaning in and opening his mouth wide, tongue darting out to meet the filth. His retching noises filled the room as he tried in vain to push the disgusting mess back up. But we weren't finished yet. Our eyes gleamed with sick delight as we instructed him to taste his own cum followed by ours. We'd turn this weakling into the perfect toilet slave yet.

As the evening wore on, we took turns tormenting him with our bodies, our toys, and our twisted desires. We'd introduce him to the joy of pissing drinking, showing him how it was done before forcing him to choke down our golden nectar. He would learn to be thankful for every drop that spilled down his throat. And when we were done with him for the night, we'd wake him up with a fresh helping of shit for breakfast...

We laughed maniacally as we retreated to bed, already planning our next round of degrading punishments. This weekend was going to be one for the books - or rather, for our website. Because we couldn't wait to share these filthy sessions with the world. Our newfound love for toilet slavery was about to make us famous...