Smelly Milana / Poo19 - Eat another spoonful of my chocolate cream

Today I found myself in a world of luxury and filth as I was once again invited to serve my Mistresses, Smelly Milana and Poo19. As I entered their opulent chambers, I instantly noted the sweet yet oddly unsettling aroma that filled the air; it was a mix of rich perfume and unsavory human waste. I knew immediately what I was in for.

My arrival was met with disappointment from the two dominatrixes. They were upset that I had arrived late and quickly decided to punish me for my perceived disrespect. I was flogged with a whip, receiving painful lashes on my naked body. Then, they slapped me across my face, the sting of their open hands coupled with the pain from the whip sending a wave of humiliation through me. But despite my suffering, there was something truly perverse about this situation that stirred something deep within me.

I apologized profusely for my tardiness, eager to please them once again. To my surprise, this seemed to mollify them somewhat. They motioned for me to kneel between their legs, their scented skirts billowing around me like clouds. I peered up at them nervously, waiting for their next command.

Christina, the older of the two, spoke first. "You like to serve us in the toilet, don't you?" she purred, her tone both seductive and cruel. I nodded hesitantly, already anticipating what was to come. "Good boy," she said, her voice filled with patronizing sweetness. "Now, get ready to serve us."

With that, Victoria, the younger Mistress, positioned herself on a steaming pile of excrement. She spread her legs wide, revealing her puckered anal opening to me. "Eat my shit," she commanded, her voice dripping with contempt. I hesitated for a moment before lowering my head towards her gaping asshole. The taste of her feces hit my tongue like a slap, acrid and unpleasant. But I forced myself to keep going, determined to please my Mistresses.

Christina was next. She moved more slowly, her eyes never leaving mine as she lowered herself down onto the waiting toilet. I could see her anus slowly opening up, a dark tunnel beckoning me closer. I leaned in and tasted her feces as well, wincing at the bitter tang it left in my mouth. But still, I kept going, eager to prove my worth to them.

After both of my Mistresses had emptied their bowels onto my face and into my mouth, they commanded me to clean up their mess. I used my tongue to lick up every last trace of their waste, savoring the taste even as it made me want to retch. As I finished, they both leaned back, looking satisfied with my work. Then, much to my surprise, Christina scooped up some of Victoria's shit with a spoon and fed it to me herself! The act was both humiliating and incredibly arousing, filling me with conflicting emotions that I couldn't begin to understand.

They fed me a mixture of their two excrements, the bitter taste of Christina's mingling with the sweetish taste of Victoria's. It was awful, but I tried my best to savor every bite, wanting nothing more than to please them. When I had finally finished, they allowed me to clean the toilet and wash their feet, kissing them reverently as I did so. By the end of the ordeal, I felt both utterly degraded and strangely aroused, an exhilarating mix of emotions that I had never experienced before.

As the two ladies retired for the night, leaving me to scrub the floors and tidy up after them, I couldn't help but wonder: what kind of person was I? And more importantly, why did I find this kind of treatment so incredibly stimulating? I didn't have the answers then, but as I slumped down on the hard floor, exhausted and spent, I knew that I would likely be back for more soon enough...