Scat and Piss Femdom - Pamela and Nadine piss femdom 03

Pamela and Nadine sat on a luxurious couch, sipping expensive champagne, and watching their slave, Tommy, eagerly clean their shoes. They were both dressed in stylish outfits, their heels resting comfortably on his tongue as he licked them clean.
"Good boy, Tommy," cooed Pamela, smacking her lips in delight. "Now it's time to show you how it's truly done."
With a sinister smirk, she stood up and stepped out of her shoes, revealing her bare feet. She walked over to Tommy, straddling his face, and lowered her bloated bladder onto his. The warmth of her urine hit him like a wave, causing him to gag as she continued to pee directly into his mouth.
As she finished, she pulled her feet back, revealing a satisfied grin. "That's a good start, Tommy," she said, wiping her hands on her dress. "But there's still more work to be done."
She turned to hand the bottle of champagne to Nadine, who quickly downed it and screwed the cap back on.
Nadine walked over to Tommy, towering over him with her six-inch heels. She gently rubbed her stockings-clad feet against his skin, teasing him with her scent. She then leaned down, her face inches from his, and spat directly into his eyes.
The slaver leaned back, wincing from the sudden sting, but still managed to keep his feet planted on the ground. Nadine smirked, stepping even closer so that her breath was warm on his face.
With a sneer, she raised one of her filthy boots, stomping it into his chest, forcing him back onto the ground. "Now," she said, her voice inches from his ear, "you will lick my dirty shoes clean."
She removed one of her boots, revealing a dark stain on the sole. She pushed his head down, forcing him to inhale her scent as he started to clean her shoes.
As he lapped at the stain, she watched him intently, her gaze boring into his soul. He could feel her spit trickling down his face, stinging his eyes. He knew what was coming next.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, he finished. Nadine pulled her foot back, revealing a clean shoe. She stepped on his face once again, grinding her heel into his cheek.
"Now, get ready for the real treat," she said, her voice dripping with anticipation. "Both of us have been holding it in just for you, Tommy."
Pamela and Nadine turned to face each other, their fingers intertwined as they walked towards their slave. They stopped just inches away from him, their perfect bodies on full display.
With a wicked grin, they both leaned down and lunged towards him, their open mouths filled with piss. They unloaded their bladders directly into his waiting mouth, filling him to the brim as they gyrated their hips.
Finally, they pulled away, panting heavily as they looked down at their slave. Tommy struggled to hold back the flood of urine and piss that was filling his body, feeling like he was about to burst.
Nadine smirked, stepping on his stomach. "Now that's what we call a true masterpiece," she said, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
Pamela leaned down, her hand on her hip. "Tell us, Tommy," she purred. "How does it feel to be owned by our piss?"
And with that, they both turned and walked away, leaving their slave to deal with the aftermath of their twisted desires.