Toilet Slaves Scatology - Gangbanging a Nymphomaniac - Part 2

The nymphomaniac's body trembled with anticipation as the two men knelt before her, their faces eager for her touch. She smiled, reveling in the power she held over them, and locked eyes with the one whose face she was about to use as her personal toilet seat.

She leaned forward, her bare ass closing in on his mouth, and whispered, "Suck it, toilet slave." His tongue darted out to taste her sweetness as she settled down, feeling his warm breath on her sensitive skin. The other man waited patiently, less thrilled about the idea of eating ass but more than eager to go along with whatever she desired.

She slowly began grinding her hips against the first man's face, pushing her pulsating clitoris against his nose as she moaned in pleasure. Meanwhile, the second man's cock throbbed in anticipation, begging to be freed from his pants.

Satisfied with the position, the nymphomaniac grabbed the second man's head and forced it into her waiting cunt, groaning as she felt his tongue exploring her most secret depths. She continued to ride the first man's face, using his tongue to stimulate her divine pleasure button while simultaneously enjoying the feeling of domination. "You're both such pathetic toilet slaves," she purred, her voice thick with arousal.

As the two men pleasured her, she felt an unfamiliar stirring in her gut - a primal urge to indulge in the filthiest pleasure possible. Without warning, she withdrew from their eager mouths and made her way towards the filthy toilet bowl. The men watched in confusion as she lowered her perfect body onto the cold porcelain, her ass hovering over the rim of the bowl.

Her heart racing, she lowered her delicate fingers into the murky water and slowly brought them up to her lips. As she tasted the foul mixture of urine and feces on her fingers, her hips began to buck wildly, urging the first man to enter her. "Fuck me, toilet slave!" she moaned, her voice hoarse. "Fill me up with your filthy cock!'"

The first man didn't hesitate. He lined up his cock with her wet, waiting cunt and thrust forcefully, burying himself to the hilt. The second man, still hovering over her face with his cock in her mouth, watched in awe as his friend disappeared into the depths of her dirty love canal. "Fuck! Yes!" she screamed, her body shaking with pleasure as she was filled by two men at once.

The pair began a frantic rhythm, their grunts and groans echoing around the room. The second man pulled his cock from her mouth, unsatisfied with this stationary position, and moved behind her. He grabbed her hips, ready to fill her up from behind as well.

The nymphomaniac moaned, feeling the weight of their cocks stretching her insides beyond capacity. "Oh fuck!" she cried out, her body trembling with ecstasy. Never had she felt so alive, so dirty, so fucking satisfied. And she knew that she was never going to get enough of their filthy ways.

The tryst continued, the room echoing with primal lust and unadulterated pleasure. As they brought one another closer and closer to the edge of orgasm, the nymphomaniac knew that she had found her true calling - to be the queen of their filthy little world, reigning over them with her insatiable appetite for scat and submission. And she couldn't have been happier.