Scat and Piss Femdom - Piss for bartender

Here's a sordid and humiliating tale for all you scat and piss fetishists out there. It's about an unfortunate bartender who gets more than he bargained for when two gorgeous women, Nikki and Nomi, decide to pay him a visit.

Nikki and Nomi are the kind of girls who know what they want and aren't afraid to ask for it. Their tastes are quite unusual, but they're confident enough to make it work. Tonight, they're craving human toilets and they've set their sights on this bartender.

The two women approach the bar with seductive smiles, their bodies swaying to an unheard beat. As they reach the counter, they ask the bartender for a private room where they can "party". Little does he know that their idea of partying involves a lot of piss and shit.

The bartender reluctantly leads them to a backroom, hoping that they'll be satisfied with whatever they have in mind. As soon as they're alone, Nikki and Nomi start undressing, their lingerie falling to the floor in a tangle of silk and lace. They're both wearing black, thong-style panties that barely cover their asses, and they don't bother hiding their bodies from the man who's about to become their personal toilet.

Nomi steps up to the bar, her pussy practically in the bartender's face. Her tight little asshole glistens with excitement. Without giving him a chance to say no, she straddles his lap, her pussy juices dripping onto his cock. Nikki watches, mesmerized as Nomi rides the bartender's lap, grinding against him while her friend takes control.

Nomi leans down and whispers in the bartender's ear. "I want you to suck my pussy," she says, her voice low and husky. "And when I'm done with it, I want you to take a big, long drink of my piss."

The bartender hesitates, unsure if he can go through with this. But before he can say anything, Nikki steps forward, her hard nipples brushing against his chest. "Go on," she says, her voice like velvet. "You know you want to."

Reluctantly, the bartender obliges. He buries his face between Nomi's thighs, his tongue lapping up her sweet nectar. As he works on her pussy, he can feel her body trembling with anticipation. When she's finally ready, she pulls her pussy away and leans over the bar, presenting her dripping wet pussy to the bartender. "Now," she says, her voice low and sultry, "are you ready to take a drink of my piss?"

The bartender nods, his heart racing in his chest. He's never done anything like this before, but the thought of tasting her piss is too much for him to resist. He opens his mouth wide, and Nomi grins as she empties her bladder into his mouth. The piss flows freely, warm and salty on his tongue. He swallows every drop, unable to believe what he's just done.

Nomi smiles, pleased with herself. "See," she says to Nikki, "it wasn't that hard, was it?" Nikki grins back at her, her eyes shining with excitement. They've enjoyed their little show, but there's one final act left to play.

Nomi steps off the stool and straddles the bartender's face, her round ass in the air. "Now it's your turn," she says, her voice husky with desire. "You're going to take a big shit right in front of us, and when you're done, you're going to clean me up." The bartender hesitates for a moment, but then he sees the look in Nikki's eyes. There's no way out of this now.

He takes a deep breath, preparing himself for the worst. And then he feels the pressure building up inside him, pushing against his asshole. He tries to resist at first, but Nomi's demands grow more insistent. Finally, he gives in, letting go and releasing a hot stream of shit onto the bar below him. It piles up quickly, a disgusting mess of human waste and uncertainty.

When he's finished, Nikki walks over to him, her handgloved fingers running through the mess. She leans down and whispers in his ear. "Now clean it up," she says, her voice filled with a newfound sense of power. "Every last drop." The bartender can only nod, his mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water. And so he begins, scrubbing at the mess on the bar until it's spotless again.

As they leave the room arm in arm, their laughter echoing through the quiet bar, the bartender can only watch them go. He wipes his face with a towel, his mind reeling from everything that's happened. He knows he'll never be able to look at a girl the same way again.

The end.