As the slide continued, Liv's eyes widened at the obscenity she was witnessing. Her stomach churned, but she couldn't look away from the tableau before her. Six girls, all defecating on a single toilet slave who lay, shoulders shaking, eyes closed in a mute plea for mercy.
The first girl had already finished her business and turned to Liv with a wink. "See you there, Liv?" she taunted before pulling up her skirt and straddling the man's face, escaping further humiliation by flushing him down and running to the next room.
The second girl, a dirty-blonde with a mischievous grin, lowered her jeans and underwear to reveal a perfect round ass. She ignored the sobbing slave below her and moaned as she released a feces-filled log into the big toilet bowl. "Taste it," she laughed, before sitting down forcefully on the shocked man's face.
The third girl was a brunette with a fiery temper. She kicked her heels off and yanked down her panties before roughly pushing her ass into the slave's face. She ignored Liv's pleas for mercy and seemed to find pleasure in the pained noises the man made as he tried to breath through her filth.
The fourth girl was younger, no older than eighteen. She trembled as she lowered her thin cotton panties and leaned over the toilet, her long brown hair sweeping across the slave's face. She looked terrified, but still managed to release a thick turd into the bowl before sitting down on top of him, her thin frame shaking as she fought against the weight of her own excrement.
The fifth girl was a blonde bombshell, confident and unapologetic as she strutted around the room in her bikini bottoms. She paused for a moment on the scale to adjust her makeup before straddling the sobbing slave. "You better be grateful," she purred, lowering herself slowly onto his face.
The final girl was a petite Latina with dark hair and even darker eyes. She approached the toilet with a look of desperation, her hands trembling as she struggled to unclasp her bra. She yanked down her panties and pushed her ass into the toilet bowl, grunting as she relieved herself. Her eyes met Liv's for a moment, a silent plea for help that went unanswered.
Liv watched in horror as the six girls took turns using the toilet slave as a human toilet, each one more brutal than the last. She couldn't believe she was a part of this twisted game, but her stomach was churning with anticipation. Soon, it would be her turn.
