Toilet Slaves Scatology - Double mistresses BREAK-IN new slave!

In the luxurious bathroom of their mansion, two dominant mistresses stood over their freshly acquired slave. They had purchased him from an underground market and were now ready to train him to be their loyal toilet slave. Their new slave was trembling in fear as the two mistresses marched towards him with stern expressions on their faces.

The first mistress grabbed him by his collar and snarled, "You are ours now, slave. Prepare to be broken in like the worthless piece of trash that you are." She pulled his head down to her feet and forced his mouth open, crushing a piece of food between her toes and pushing it into his mouth. The slave struggled to swallow the food around the gag reflex as he tasted the dirt and sweat from his new owner's feet.

The second mistress approached, pulling up her skirt to reveal her perfect pussy. She leaned forward, tipping her pelvis towards the slave's face. "Suck on this, slave," she hissed as she slowly started to urinate into his waiting mouth. The warm, salty liquid streamed down his throat as he tried not to gag.

As the two mistresses watched him struggle to handle their waste, they began to grin maliciously. "You like that, don't you?" the first mistress sneered. She grabbed a handful of his hair and forced his head up to meet her eyes. "From now on, you will live for this. You will begging for more, won't you?" she growled, her hot breath on his face.

The second mistress reached down and grabbed a handful of her own fresh shit, holding it up for the slave to see. "And this," she said, her voice low and menacing, "is what you'll be cleaning up from now on." She lifted his head by the hair again and forced his face into the pile of steaming excrement. The mistresses laughed as they watched him try to breathe through the sickly-sweet stench.

From that day forward, the slave's life was dedicated to serving his mistresses. He quickly learned that his only pleasure would come from pleasing them. He spent hours each day scrubbing their toilets and bathrooms, his hands and nose always within reach of their dirty laundry. He learned to love the taste of his mistresses' waste, and begged for more every chance he got.

As the weeks turned into months, the mistresses began to treat their toilet slave with a little more kindness. They rewarded him with their affection and even allowed him to drink their piss, a privilege reserved for the most obedient and loyal of their slaves. But even their kindness was laced with an undercurrent of fear and dominance, reminding him always of his place in their twisted world.

Years later, when the first mistress retired from her role of domination, she looked back on her time with the slave with a sense of pride. She had broken him in completely, turning him from a man into a human live stock. He would spend the rest of his life serving his new mistress, knowing that he belonged to her completely.

And so, the cycle of domination and submission continued, as one slave was replaced by another, all with the same goal: to please their mistresses in any way they could. The toilet slaves scatology was well-preserved, and the mistresses' desires would never be truly satisfied.