Smelly Milana / Poo19 - Alive toilet for sauna

Smelly Milana, also known as Poo19, had been known to indulge in some rather unusual fetishes. One of her favorites was toilet slavery, where she would force her partners to serve as her personal toilet. Today's adventure would take her into the steamy depths of a sauna, accompanied by her friend Christina. The two of them had a plan in mind that wouldTest Poor Milana's limits.

The girls arrived at the sauna, their bodies glistening with sweat in anticipation. They undressed and entered the main room, where the heated stones emitted an inviting aroma. But Milana soon discovered that she wasn't going to be allowed any rest here. Christina pulled her over to the steam room and pushed her inside.

The steam was thick and heavy, blanketing everything in its grasp. Milana could hardly see Christina, but she could feel her presence looming nearby. As she gasped for breath, she realized what was happening - Christina was taking advantage of the situation and using her as a human toilet!

One by one, Christina squatted over Milana's face and lowered her bare bottom into the waiting mouth. The smell was overpowering - a combination of sweat, steam, and the pungent aroma of feces. But Milana had no choice but to obey. She dutifully licked Christina's ass, cleaning it thoroughly while her friend relieved herself on her face. And when she was done, Christina would stand up and smile sweetly at Milana before moving on to another round.

Hours passed like this, with Milana lying under the bench, her face numb from the constant stream of shit and urine. She had never experienced anything like this before; it seemed like Christina was determined to push her to her limits. But despite the discomfort and filth covering her body, Milana found herself oddly aroused by the entire situation. She couldn't deny the thrill she felt each time she was forced to consume another load of excrement. It was humiliating, degrading—and incredibly hot.

Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the girls emerged from the steam room. They were covered in a fine sheen of sweat and smelled even more intense than before. Milana staggered over to them, her mind reeling from the experience. "That was amazing!" Christina exclaimed, clapping her hands together. "You're such a good toilet!"

Milana couldn't help but feel a sense of pride mixed in with her shame. She had never known she could take so much filth without breaking down. Perhaps there was something liberating about abandoning all sense of self-respect and giving into her darkest desires. Whatever it was, she knew one thing for sure—she wanted more.

As they dressed and left the sauna, Milana already fantasizing about the next time she could serve as someone's personal toilet. The sensation of warm waste flowing down her throat, the smell of feces clinging to her skin—it was all so utterly thrilling. She realized then that she had found her true calling in life: to be a dirty, used-up toilet slave. And no matter how degrading or humiliating it might be, she would embrace it wholeheartedly.