Scat and Piss Femdom - share my shit

Today, Ali and Itzhak found themselves together in a cozy setting, their eyes locked on the object of their desire - me. The tension in the air was thick as they knew what was about to happen. It was time for us to share my shit.

As I squatted over the toilet, the sound of my bowels exerting themselves filling the room, I couldn't help but feel a sense of power. I looked down at these two men, unable to tear their gaze away from my bouncing ass cheeks. I took a moment to savor the anticipation before releasing a torrent of hot, steaming piss into the bowl.

"My turn next, aren't I?" Ali whispered to Itzhak, his voice trembling with excitement. "It's going to be amazing." I could see the hunger in their eyes as they watched me wipe my soiled self clean. The thought of them witnessing me take a shit sent shivers down my spine.

I turned around slowly, presenting my wet, glistening body to them. A trail of drool stretched between Ali and Itzhak as they eagerly awaited their turn to worship at my altar. "Come," I commanded, beckoning them closer. "It's time to share my shit."

They moved closer, their noses pressing against my ass cheeks as I forced them apart. The sounds of their heavy breathing filled the room as I felt the heat from their bodies. With one last push, I emptied my bowels into the toilet, filling the room with the sweet, earthy aroma of fresh shit. I couldn't contain a smirk as I watched the two men scramble to get closer, their noses buried in my ass cracks.

I felt Ali's warm breath on my sensitive anus as he whispered, "Goddess, your shit smells intoxicating." And he was right - there was something enthralling about the way they responded to my most intimate moments. It was a power unlike any other, and I was addicted to it.

I decided to tease them a bit more, slowly pulling out one cheek and pressing it against their lips. Ali and Itzhak fought for dominance, each trying to taste the very essence of my ass. Their tongues darted out, lapping up every drop of sweat and pre-cum that coated my skin. I couldn't help but moan in pleasure as they devoured me.

Finally, I decided to allow them both to fulfill their desire. I turned my ass towards them, presenting my tight, pink hole. They stared at it in awe, their eyes filled with lust. Ali positioned himself at the back while Itzhak knelt down in front. Together, they slowly penetrated my ass and pussy, filling me up with their cocks. It was an indescribable feeling, knowing that these two men shared my shit hole and cunt simultaneously. Our breathing synchronized as we moved together, our bodies intertwined.

As we reached our climax, our orgasms echoed through the room. The force of our release sent waves of pleasure coursing through our bodies. Ali and Itzhak collapsed on the floor, spent and satisfied. I stood above them, the queen of my own little universe, basking in the afterglow of our shared experience.

And so, we continued like this - sharing my shit, my piss, my ass, my pussy. Ali and Itzhak became my loyal subjects, devoted to my every whim and desire. We were bound by the binding tie of our mutual fetish, and I couldn't imagine going down that path without them.