Toilet Slaves Scatology - Pissing Feeding Time by 2 Mistresses!

It was a seemingly usual day for the toilet slave, locked away in his tiny chamber, awaiting the arrival of his Mistress. His life revolved around her, her commands, and the dark desires that she held within her heart. He was her plaything, her servant, and her scatological delight. However, little did he know that his fate was about to take a darker turn.

The door creaked open, and there she stood - his Mistress. She was clad in her usual black leather dominatrix attire, accentuating her curves and intimidating presence. In her hand, she held a tin cup filled with a murky liquid stirred by a golden spoon. The scent of ammonia filled the air, signaling that it was once again time for their sickening ritual.

Without a word, she forced him onto his knees before the toilet bowl. The slave's heart raced as he knew what was coming next. His Mistress had a taste for the most depraved of fetishes, and he was her unwilling participant. She brought the cup to his lips and forced him to drink the contents. The warm, foul liquid sloshed around his mouth and down his throat, making him gag and choke. But he had no choice; he was just a pathetic toy for her amusement.

As the slave retched and covered his face, he heard the door open once again. This time, there were footsteps approaching. His Mistress's cold eyes flickered in anticipation of what was to come. Then, the door opened fully, revealing a woman he had never seen before. She was dressed similarly to his Mistress, only sporting red leather instead of black. Her eyes held an equal mix of lust and cruelty as she stepped into the room, sneering down at the helpless slave before her.

"So," the newcomer said, her voice dripping with venom, "this is the pathetic little creature that you've been abusing? I should have expected no less from you, mistress."

His Mistress smirked, taking pleasure in the attention she was receiving from her friend. "Why don't you show your friend here what you're really made of, toilet slave?" she sneered. "I'm sure she'll find your filth just as appealing as I do."

With that, the new Mistress approached the slave, her heels clicking against the cold tile floor. She grabbed him by his hair and pulled him roughly towards her, forcing his face into her crotch. The slave trembled, knowing what was coming next. His Mistress chuckled as her friend began to pee, releasing a hot stream of urine onto the slave's face and into his mouth. He tasted the warm, bitter liquid as it filled his mouth, and he could feel it splashing against his face and chest.

Both Mistresses watched with arousal as the slave gulped down their discharge. They took turns spitting into his mouth, one after the other, until the slave was covered in their combined saliva. Finally, the new Mistress stepped away, leaving him to writhe in disgust and humiliation. His Mistress then grabbed the cup once more, forcing more of the murky liquid down his throat until he could barely stand.

As the sickening ritual came to an end, both Mistresses stood above him, basking in their twisted power trip. The slave was left humiliated, covered in piss and saliva, and feeling more degraded than ever before. He wondered how much worse it could get - after all, he was now the toilet slave to two of the most depraved women alive.

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