Lady Missy looked down at the pathetic loser sprawled out on the floor. He had taken her offer of shame and humiliation to the extreme, swallowing every last bit of her feces that she had flung at him. A look of pride crossed her face as she considered her dominance over this pitiful creature who would do anything for her amusement.
However, Lady Missy was not one to rest on her laurels. She had more in store for the toilet slave. With a wicked grin, she squatted over the slave's face once again, her sweaty, hairy pussy puffed up from the excitement of what she was about to do. As she began to take a huge dump, Michelle looked on in anticipation, eager for the next step in their sadistic game.
As soon as Lady Missy was finished, she stood up and held out her hand to Michelle. "Your turn, "she purred, handing over the used toilet brush. Michelle took it gratefully, eager to continue the torment. She aimed the brush carefully, filling it with the fresh load of shit from her ass.
Once she was satisfied, she walked over to the toilet slave and knelt down next to him. She pressed the brush against his shit-caked lips, forcing him to open his mouth. Then, with a savage laugh, she shoved the brush in, packing the slave's gaping maw full of her foul, steaming excrement.
The slave struggled weakly, moaning through his stuffed nose as he tried to breathe around the massive load in his mouth. Lady Missy and Michelle watched with delight as he choked and gagged on their waste, their twisted amusement evident in their faces.
Finally, satisfied with their handiwork, the two women stood up and regarded their work. The toilet slave lay on the floor, his once-handsome features obscured by a disgusting mask of shit. His breath came in ragged gasps as he tried desperately to swallow Michelle's phlegmy turd, tears streaming down his face.
Lady Missy giggled, reaching down to grab a fistful of his hair. "Now isn't that a pretty sight?" She asked rhetorically, pulling his head up so that he could see her gleaming, smug expression. "You're such a lovely toilet slave for us, aren't you?"
Michelle nodded in agreement, reaching down to pat his bulging, shit-filled stomach affectionately. "And it looks like you still have plenty of room for more," she said with a wink. With that, they both turned and walked away, leaving the pathetic loser alone with his shame and humiliation.
