Toilet Slaves Scatology - Scrumptious Shit Porridge! - Part 2

Toilet Slaves Scatology - Scrumptious Shit Porridge! - Part 2

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As the whimpering slave lay curled on the floor, begging to be released from his agonizing punishment, the two Mistresses exchanged sardonic looks before reluctantly deciding to grant his plea. With a final, disdainful glance at the pathetic wretch before them, they disentangled themselves from their previous tormentor and turned away dismissively. The Mistresses' attention now shifted back to the slave, who lay prostrate before them, tears streaming down his face as he watched in terror as they walked back towards him. They paused for a moment, their heels clacking ominously against the cold tile floor as they towered over him. "Finish your plate," One of them hissed, her voice dripping with venom. The slave, his heart pounding in his chest, nodded eagerly in response. "Yes, Mistress," he murmured, his voice barely audible above the sound of his own ragged breathing. Without further ado, the Mistresses grabbed hold of the trembling slave and hauled him roughly to his feet. They dragged him over to the table where the remains of his shit porridge lay, forcing him to kneel before it. The slave shook uncontrollably as he waited for his next instruction, his eyes darting nervously between the two towering figures looming over him. "Eat," One of the Mistresses commanded coldly. The slave hesitated for a moment before leaning forward and scooping up a spoonful of the foul-smelling mixture. He closed his eyes tightly as he forced it past his lips, his stomach churning with revulsion at the taste and smell. With each mouthful, the Mistresses watched closely, their expressions never changing from one of cold indifference to outright disgust. It was only when the slave had finished every last morsel on the plate that they finally seemed to deign to acknowledge his existence once more. "Good boy," One of them purred, her voice holding just a hint of amusement. The slave looked up at her gratefully, relieved beyond words that he had finally managed to please them. "Now," The Mistress continued, "it's time for your piss soup." She nodded towards a bowl sitting by the side of the room, filled to the brim with a clear, golden liquid that promised a delicious flavor. The slave scrambled to his feet and hurried over to the bowl, eager to taste the fresh piss. He brought it back over to the Mistresses and held it out reverently before them. "Drink," One of them commanded, her lips curling into a sneer. The slave nodded again and began to drink, lapping up the warm liquid like a thirsty animal. He drank greedily, not caring about the taste or the fact that he was drinking his Mistresses' urine. As he drank, the Mistresses watched him closely, their eyes gleaming with anticipation. They knew that he would do anything to please them, no matter how disgusting or humiliating the task might be. And they were right. Suddenly, without warning, one of the Mistresses brought her foot down hard onto the floor, sending a wave of piss splashing up onto the slave's face. The shock and humiliation were almost too much to bear, but the slave forced himself to remain where he was, his eyes locked on his Mistress's face. "Clean it up," She purred, licking her lips in anticipation. The slave nodded, his heart pounding in his chest as he knelt down to begin licking up every last drop of piss from the floor. As he worked, he could feel the Mistresses' eyes boring into him, their gazes full of disgust and contempt. But he didn't care. He would do anything to please them, no matter how degrading or humiliating the task might be. And so he continued, his tongue slowly but surely cleaning up the mess he had made.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 16min.
Video Info: 1280x720 Pixel @ 1352 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 96 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 165MB