Toilet Slaves Scatology - Intruder Beaten and Drenched in Female Piss!

Two curvaceous ladies excitedly entered their lavish home, their heels clicking on the marble floor. They had managed to escape their office early and were eager to start their day. As they entered the living room, their eyes widened in shock as they caught an intruder red-handed! He stood paralyzed, staring back at them with fear in his eyes. The taller of the two ladies, her long blonde hair tied up in a ponytail, increased her pace towards him, her fingers slightly curled into a fist. She stood before him, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath, "What do we have here?" Her voice was cold and menacing. The intruder stammered for an answer but found none. The shorter lady, sporting a fiery red bob, walked up to him, her high heels clicking against the floor. She stood close to him, her ample breasts almost touching his chest. "You have some nerve," she hissed, her green eyes flashing with anger. She placed her hands on her hips and leaned forward slightly, exposing her cleavage. The intruder was caught off guard by the domineering aura these two women exuded. Before he could react any further, the taller lady delivered a swift kick to his stomach, sending him flying back onto the ground in pain. He struggled to catch his breath, writhing in agony. "You're lucky we don't call the police," she said, her voice full of malice. The shorter lady joined her in kicking him, delivering powerful blows to his abdomen, making him squirm and whimper. They continued their violent onslaught until they had beaten the intruder senseless, leaving him defenseless on the ground. The two ladies smiled at each other, their sadistic pleasure evident in their eyes. They approached the writhing mass on the floor and began to toy with him, grabbing his arms and legs in a mock wrestling match. They giggled as they saw him struggle to free himself from their grip. They each took turns sitting on his chest, trying to pin him down. Their tight skirts hiking up to reveal their shapely legs, painted in sheer black nylons. The intruder found himself helpless under their weight, his stomach aching from where they had kicked him earlier. Suddenly, the taller lady whispered something to her companion, causing them to erupt into laughter. The shorter lady placed her hand behind her back as she leaned forward, her breasts almost touching his face. "Say hello to your new toilet," she sneered, as she suddenly pushed his head into her crotch. She held his face there, his mouth drenched in her sweet scent. After a few seconds, the taller lady repeated the motion with her own crotch, pushing his head into her wetness. They kept up this torment for what felt like an eternity, their groans of pleasure echoing off the walls. When they finally let go of his face, the shorter lady stood up and unzipped her skirt, revealing a pair of black panties. She slowly removed them, revealing her hairless cunt to the helpless man on the ground. She leaned down once again, her crotch now centimeters from his face. "Suck it," she commanded, her voice low and husky. The intruder hesitantly opened his mouth, his eyes locked onto her pink folds. The taller lady knelt beside him, her skirt now bunched around her waist, revealing her shaved snatch. She reached for his head, guiding it towards her juicy pussy lips. His tongue darted out, tasting her nectar. "Mmm...yes," she moaned, her hips undulating with pleasure. As he lapped up her juices, the shorter lady placed one of her hands on top of his head, pushing his face deeper into her cunt. The taller lady grabbed his hair, pulling his head up so she could watch as he simultaneously licked and tongued both their pussies. She pulled him close, his face buried between their thighs as they began to grind against him. Their hips moved in sync, their moans filling the room. They continued to ride his face, their pussies soaking his mouth and face with their sweet juices. Finally, the shorter lady pulled away, her face beaded in sweat. She wiggled her fingers at him, taunting him. "Not done yet," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. She directed him to stand up, his legs trembling from the exertion. The taller lady knelt beside him, her hand on his crotch, grasping his semi-erect cock. She smiled wickedly as she began to stroke him, her free hand exploring his balls. The shorter lady stood behind him, her hands resting on his shoulders. She pushed him forward, forcing him to lean forward slightly. The taller lady grabbed a handful of his hair, pulling his head back. She lowered her mouth towards his neck, her breath hot against his skin. "You like this?" she purred, her voice low and threatening. He nodded sheepishly, his cock twitching in her hand. Without warning, the shorter lady suddenly pulled her panties to the side, exposing her pussy. She moved towards him, her cunt hovering mere inches from his face. She moaned as he began to taste her juices, his tongue delving deeper into her warm folds. The taller lady smiled, her eyes sparkling with malice. She reached for a bottle of piss, her hand shaking in anticipation. As the shorter lady continued to grind against him, her hips undulating as she fucked his face, the taller lady uncapped the bottle. She took a deep breath, her hand clenched around the bottle's base. With a sudden jerk of her arm, she released the contents of the bottle onto the intruder's face. He gagged as the warm liquid filled his mouth, his nose, his eyes. He struggled to breathe as she poured the rest of the contents onto him, drenching him completely. The two ladies laughed cruelly, reveling in their power over this poor soul. They continued to piss on him, their pussies squeezing out every last drop. They watched with satisfied smirks as the intruder choked and sputtered, trying desperately to escape the torrent of urine. Finally, after many long minutes, they both stopped, their bladders empty. They stood back, admiring their handiwork. The intruder lay on the ground, soaking wet, his face covered in their juices and piss. He tried to speak, but all that came out was a pathetic whimpering. The two women shared a glance before turning and walking away, leaving him there to clean up the mess they had made.