Smelly Milana / Poo19 - 2 slaves VS 2 mistresses. Sport competitions!

The anticipation was palpable in the room as two pairs of mistresses and their slaves prepared for a day of intense competition. Smelly Milana, also known as Poo19, was the prize that everyone wanted to win. The girls were all eager to prove their dominance over the slaves, and they had a unique way of determining who would serve which slave.

Poo19 stood tall and confident, her eyes scanning the room as she waited for the girls to choose their slaves. She was perched on a golden throne, her rounded ass and smooth thighs bare for all to see. The slaves, on the other hand, were naked and vulnerable, their eyes locked on their mistresses, waiting for their commands.

Smelly Milana, or Poo19, was known for her powerful and pungent farts. She loved to dominate her slaves using her anal gases, making them smell her farts and even taste them. The thought excited her as she saw the eager faces of the slaves before her. She couldn't wait to make them hers.

The girls began the selection process by playing dice. The one with the highest number would choose a slave first, while the other would have to watch on enviously. Each turn brought anxiety and excitement as they all wanted their favorite slave to serve them. Finally, it was down to two girls: Christina, who loved the strong, dominating scent of Poo19's farts, and Victoria, who preferred her slaves to taste more subtle yet sweet flavors. With a flick of the bone, they determined odd and even numbers - Christina would serve Poo19 while Victoria would serve her.

Mark was heartbroken, he had wanted to serve Christina so badly. But alas, she was going to Poo19's toilet. He looked at Poo19 with longing in his eyes, imagining what it would be like to be on the receiving end of her powerful farts. His cock started to twitch, even though he knew it was forbidden to touch it without permission.

Poo19 smiled wickedly at Mark's eagerness. She loved to see her slaves beg for more of her potent gas. As the other girls started to feed their slaves their shit, she could feel the anticipation growing within her. Finally, it was her turn. She focused all of her strength into one powerful shit, feeling the warm, thick liquid fill her ass. She couldn't wait to unleash it onto Mark's eager face.

With a grunt of satisfaction, she released her fart onto Mark's face. It was unlike anything he had ever smelled before - pungent, powerful, and utterly irresistible. He closed his eyes, trying to hold back the tears of pleasure that threatened to spill from them. He swallowed, choking back the thick, sweet taste of Poo19's shit. She grinned in satisfaction, knowing that he was hers now - body and soul.

The other girls watched on, some mocking Mark for his eagerness, others envying the strong bond that had formed between him and Poo19. They all knew that this was a game of dominance and submission, of pleasure and pain. And they all hoped that they would be the ones to come out on top in the end.

As the day wore on, the competition only seemed to intensify. The smell of shit and farts filled the air, mingling with the sound of grunts and groans. The slaves were pushed to their limits, their faces covered in the scents and tastes of their mistresses' bodily waste. But through it all, they remained loyal to their chosen mistresses, their eyes shining with a mix of love and lust.

Finally, after hours of competition, the girls retired to their chairs. The slaves licked their mistresses' assholes clean, savoring the lingering flavors of the day's events. Poo19 looked down at Mark, still eager and waiting for more. With a wicked smile, she leaned down and whispered in his ear, "You've been a good slave today, Mark. Tomorrow, we'll see who's really winning this game."

And with that, the day ended, leaving the slaves wondering who would be the one to rise victorious in this battle of toilet slavery and anal dominance.