Smelly Milana / Poo19 - 2 mistresses used a toilet slave

It was an experience unlike any other for the toilet slave. Two mistresses, Smelly Milana and Poo19, decided to use him simultaneously. Christina, better known as Smelly Milana, was the first to sit down on his face, filling his mouth with the smell of her recently emptied bowels. She moaned softly as the warm, putrid air wafted over his face.

While Christina relished in the intimacy of their shared moment, Poo19 prepared herself for her turn. She positioned herself on the slave's lap, her legs spread wide, allowing him a clear view of her glistening anus. Yana, as she preferred to be called in more private settings, levied a strict warning on the slave: "Don't even think about touching my ass, or you'll regret it."

Despite her warning, Yana moaned loudly as she slipped her hand between her legs, collecting a small portion of diarrhea with her secretions. She carefully inserted a finger into her anus, preparing herself for the experience ahead. Finally, she was ready, and with a sudden motion, she impaled herself on the toilet slave's tongue, filling his mouth with a flow of warm, putrid shit.

As Yana emptied her bowels onto his face, she could feel the slave's tongue working against her ass cheeks, massaging them gently. It was an unusual sensation, but one that she found oddly pleasurable. She leaned back, allowing him better access to her ass, and moaned even louder as the sensations overtook her.

Throughout the experience, the toilet slave remained calm and composed, concentrating on pleasing his mistresses. He took in their scents, savored the taste of their excrement, and enjoyed the power he held over them. As they finally finished, both girls stood up, pulling their panties back into place. They gazed down at the humiliated slave, smiling satisfaction at the mess they had created.

Christina, also known as Smelly Milana, leaned in closer to the slave's ear. Her breath was hot and heavy with the scent of her own excrement. "Thank you," she whispered, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "That was wonderful." And with that, she turned and walked out of the room, leaving the toilet slave to clean up the mess they had made.

Yana, however, stayed behind for a moment longer. She leaned down and gently stroked the cheek of the slave, leaving a thin film of feces behind. "Not bad for a little toilet slave," she purred. "I'll have to remember this the next time I need someone to use."

With that, Yana also walked out of the room, leaving the humiliated slave alone to clean up after his mistresses. It was a job he had willingly accepted, and one he knew he would do well. After all, he was a toilet slave, and this was his duty.