ScatqueensBerlin - The Toilet Cunt P2

The ScatqueensBerlin, Lady Lucy and KV Mistress Kimi, were hosting another incredible event at their toilet slavery venue. The chamber walls were lined with gleaming porcelain thrones, each adorned with the ladies' regal symbols. As the slave entered, Lady Lucy addressed him. "Get down on your knees, toilet slave," she commanded. The man obeyed without hesitation, kneeling before her. "Lady Lucy," he whispered, his eyes fixed on her perfect ass. She smiled wickedly and reached down, gripping a handful of his hair. "You will call me Mistress or Toilet Cunt," she growled. "Now open your mouth wide for your first taste of the evening." Before he could respond, she pushed him forward and gently lowered his head into a nearby toilet bowl. As he felt cold porcelain against his forehead, he knew what was coming. "Ahh," he moaned as Lady Lucy crouched over the toilet and began to shit. His mouth filled with warm, soft poop; a light brown turd that melted in his mouth like the finest chocolate. As Lady Lucy pulled out, the slave savored the taste of her shit, letting it coat his tongue and slide down his throat. He could feel her presence behind him as she whispered, "Now it's time for some humiliation." She roughly grabbed his head and shoved it between her legs, forcing him to take deep breaths as her musky scent filled his nostrils. Suddenly, she slapped him hard across the face, pushing him back onto his knees. "Do not forget, toilet slave," she hissed, "I have no pity for you." From behind him, he heard the siren call of KV Mistress Kimi. She placed one foot on his back and leaned forward, her perfect pussy pressed against his lips. "Taste this, toilet slave," she purred. As he began to lick her pussy, he could feel her juices mixing with her urine, creating a potent cocktail of fluids that slid down his throat. He worshipped her crotch, lapping up every drop of her liquid as she spat directly into his mouth. Finally, the Mistresses had their fun with him. They stood back and admired their work, watching as the humiliated man crawled out of the toilet bowl, a trail of shit and piss following behind him. Lady Lucy grinned wickedly, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Now get cleaned up," she commanded, pointing to a showerhead mounted on the wall. "You're not done serving us yet." The slave obeyed, stepping into the shower and letting the water rinse away the remnants of their filthy play. He couldn't wait for the next round; he knew it would be just as dirty and depraved as the last. Only a true scatqueen like Lady Lucy could make him feel this way.