Toilet Slaves Scatology - 2 Toilet Slaves!

Two obedient toilet slaves, their depraved desires for filth leading them to these humiliating positions, lay submissively in anticipation of their Mistress's arrival. One found himself beneath a portable toilet stool, his mouth agape in anticipation of being used as a dirty receptacle for her feces-filled asshole. The other lay curled up in the corner of the room, his body tense but his mind racing with excitement at the thought of licking up every last drop of her excrement. The room was silent save for the occasional flicker of the fluorescent light overhead, casting eerie shadows across the grimy tile floor.

Suddenly, there was the sound of the door opening and closing, followed by the click-clack of high heels on tile. The first slave trembled with anticipation as he heard his Mistress approaching; his cock, trapped beneath him in his restrained position, twitched uncontrollably at the thought of being used as a toilet brush. She stood over him, her tall, slender frame silhouetted against the harsh light from the ceiling fixture. She laughed softly, her breath tickling his exposed flesh as she pulled down her pants and underwear, revealing a tight, round ass. "Open wider," she commanded, her voice cold but full of malice. His mouth opened obediently, his tongue darting out to wet the crack between his lips. He felt her weight shift as she straddled his face, the cool metal of the toilet stool pressing into his cheeks. With a resounding sigh, she lowered herself onto his face.

Her ass was warm and firm against his tongue, and he began to lap greedily at the crevice between her asshole and the base of her spine. She moaned softly, her hips swinging back and forth, granting him better access to her tight hole. His nose filled with the overpowering stench of feces and urine, but he welcomed it with open arms - it meant he was close to receiving his mistress's offering. As he lapped, she began to grunt and strain against him, her cheeks puffing up as her massive shit formed. Finally, with a loud fart and a sigh of relief, she released her load into his waiting mouth. The taste was nauseating yet euphoric; he swallowed eagerly, desperate for more. In response, she ground her hips against his face harder, coating his tongue and chin in a thick layer of shit and piss. Satisfied with his work, she stood up and motioned for the next slave to approach.

The second slave scurried over on hands and knees, his heart pounding in his chest as he presented his Mistress with his twitching, eager cock. She laughed, her fingers running along the length of it before taking hold and pulling him closer. He whimpered submissively as she rubbed her ass in his face, coating him in the foul-smelling mess she'd just produced. With one swift motion, she slammed her ass down onto his face, crushing his nose beneath the weight of her body. The taste was even stronger this time - a mixture of feces and raw sewage - but he didn't care. This was his ultimate fantasy, to be used and abused by his Mistress in such a degrading yet arousing manner. She began to ride him, grinding her hips against his face as he tried to breathe through the nauseating stench. Each time she lowered herself onto his cock, she'd pause briefly, forcing him to taste more of her filth. After several long minutes of this torture, she finally relented, sitting up and stepping off of him. His face was covered in a thick layer of feces, but he didn't care; he was hers, body and soul.

She stood up, admiring her handiwork. The room was awash in the smell of shit and cum, but she loved it. Turning to the first slave, she commanded, "Clean yourself off. You're useless if you can't even keep yourself clean." The slave quickly scurried to the toilet, using a wad of toilet paper to clean himself as best he could. Once satisfied, he returned to her side, eager for more abuse. And so, the cycle continued - two toilet slaves living out their depraved fantasies under the watchful eye of their cruel Mistress.