Three young scat-girls, Amber, Lily, and Cindy, sat around a laptop, feeling powerful and thrilled by their recent discovery of a new online slave. They had set up a private chat room where they could communicate with him anonymously, and the anticipation of using him as their personal toilet was almost too much to bear. It was time to initiate their plan.
Amber, the brunette with glossy curls, typed a message into the chatbox: "Slave, are you ready to worship our perfect asses?" She giggled, waiting for his reply.
The screen flickered, and she saw his nervous response. "Yes, Mistress Amber. I am eager to serve you in any way you desire."
"Good answer, slave," said Lily, the blonde with the heart-shaped face. She pushed him down onto the floor, his head positioned just above the puddle of water she'd prepared. "Open your mouth, slave," she commanded. "It's time for your first taste of what we have to offer."
The terrified man's eyes widened as he stared into her cold, calculating gaze. He parted his lips tentatively, not knowing what to expect. Slowly, Lily lowered her perfect round ass onto his face, feeling the heat from his breath on her lubricated backdoor. She let out a soft moan, enjoying this newfound power over another human being.
As she felt the warm saliva dripping down her asshole, she grinned wickedly and pulled away. "That's a good start, slave," she purred, standing up and wiping her ass on his mouth. "Now it's my friend Amber's turn."
Amber, still typing into the chatbox, smirked as she watched Lily push the slave back down. "Be gentle with him, Lily," she wrote, knowing she would never be gentle with this pathetic excuse for a man. She strolled over to where he was kneeling and lowered her smooth, toned ass over his face, feeling his hot breath against her sensitive skin.
Moaning softly in pleasure, Amber closed her eyes and savored the moment. This was what she'd always wanted: to dominate someone and make them worship her like a goddess. She let out a soft sigh of contentment as she felt her bowels start to rumble. Without warning, she pushed hard, releasing a large turd onto the slave's face.
Cindy, the brunette with almond-shaped eyes, couldn't contain her excitement any longer. She hurriedly snapped photos of the messy scene unfolding before her, eager to upload them to her secret social media account for all her followers to see. She licked her lips, anticipating her turn next.
Without waiting for an invitation, Cindy straddled the slave's face, feeling his hot breath on her wet pussy. She lowered herself down, letting him taste her juices as she grinded against his face. It wasn't long before she felt her bowels loosen, and she let out a loud fart directly into his mouth.
The girls giggled and clapped their hands, congratulating the slave on being a good human toilet. They took turns using him as a cushion, sitting on his chest and laughing at his pathetic attempts to resist their every command. Throughout it all, they continued to chat with him in the private chat room, teasing and taunting him with their dirty talk and perverse demands.
As the evening wore on, the girls decided they needed a break from their new plaything. They stood up, revealing the huge pile of shit they'd piled on his back. Lily grabbed a shovel and scooped some of it into a plastic bag, smirking as she imagined what she could do with it later.
"Good work, slave," said Amber, patting him on the head. "You're doing such a great job of cleaning up after us." She winked, knowing full well that he would do anything she asked just to impress her and avoid further humiliation.
The girls gathered around the laptop, scrolling through their photos and videos of the evening's events. They couldn't help but feel a sense of pride and empowerment at their ability to control another human being in such a degrading and humiliating way. As they prepared for their next session with the slave, they couldn't help but wonder what dirty, perverse things they could make him do next.
