ScatqueensBerlin - Two Human Toilets for Lisa

Lady Lisa reclined on the couch, her feet propped up on a coffee table as she lost herself in a captivating book. Sipping from a glass of water, she watched with amusement as her loyal toilet slave knelt before her, waiting eagerly for his next duty. Clad in nothing but a skimpy thong, the dominatrix's voluptuous body glistened with a sheen of sweat in the dim lighting of her lavishly appointed chambers.

The slave, who remained completely naked except for a collar around his neck, trembled in anticipation of what was to come. He had been trained well by his mistress - he knew that disobedience would result in severe punishment. His cock, which normally stood at attention whenever she was near, had been locked in a brutal cage, serving as a painful reminder of his subjugation.

Without breaking her stride, Lady Lisa casually flung aside the book she had been reading, sending it flying off the coffee table and onto the floor. The slave jumped immediately into action, scrambling to retrieve it for her. His mistress watched dispassionately as he scurried about, relishing the power she held over him.

Lisa was growing bored of her toy slave's attentions. Footstools were so... pedestrian. She needed something more thrilling to entertain herself. Slapping the startled man across the face with her bare hand just for fun, she rose from the couch, causing him heart to skip a beat in fear.

Without a word, Lady Lisa stepped over the prostrate form of her slave and marched towards her sumptuous throne room. The toilet slave watched helplessly as his mistress disappeared behind closed doors, sitting on her throne and lighting up a cigarette. His mind raced with terror as he imagined what horrific torments may be in store for him.

Through the locked doors, the high priestess of filth could be heard cackling maniacally. There was a clank of metal as she manipulated some contraption - the nervous slave's imagination running wild. Minutes passed by agonizingly slowly, punctuated only by the echoing sounds of Lady Lisa's gleeful laughter and occasional mutterings.

Finally, the doors swung open. The toilet slave's eyes widened in horror as he was confronted with the sight of his mistress, looking more monstrous than ever. She had donned a fearsome strap-on dildo, which she now brandished menacingly before him.

"You have been a good little toilet today, haven't you?" she hissed, her breath foul with the stench of her latest indulgence. "It's time to reward you for your obedience."

Without further warning, Lady Lisa lunged forward, driving the tip of the dildo into the slave's mouth. The pain was intense, but he could do nothing but endure it. His body had been trained to submit completely to the will of his mistress, even at the cost of his own physical wellbeing.

With a demented grin plastered across her face, Lisa began to push the strap-on deeper into her toilet slave's throat, forcing him to take every inch of it. She could feel his gag reflex kicking in, but she paid it no heed – instead, she leaned forward and rested her weight on his shoulders, using him as a makeshift armrest.

For what seemed like an eternity, Lady Lisa continued to torment her toilet slave, taking pleasure in his suffering. Finally, she pulled away, panting heavily. "That's enough for now," she said with a sneer. "But don't think I've forgotten about you – we still have some unfinished business to attend to."

Without another word, Lady Lisa turned around and sauntered back towards her throne room. The toilet slave, still reeling from the brutal assault on his body and mind, could only watch as she disappeared once more behind closed doors.

In the meantime, he knew what he had to do. He crawled over to the massive golden toilet that stood in a corner of the room, his body trembling with anticipation (and fear). He had been trained meticulously by his mistress to serve this purpose – and he would not disappoint her now. Bracing himself for what was to come, the toilet slave opened his mouth wide, waiting for his mistress's next command...