As the night progressed, I found myself stuffed to the brim with delicious food. Unfortunately, this left me with a most uncomfortable sensation in my stomach. The room began to spin and my eyes watered as I struggled against the pain.
In another part of the mansion, my slaves waited eagerly for their next assignment. They had become accustomed to cleaning up after me, their master, and they knew that this time would be no different. Their bowels churned in anticipation of my arrival.
With a struggle, I managed to push myself off the chair and made my way towards them. The slaves bowed their heads in submission as I approached, their eyes glued on the bulge in my trousers. My stomach heaved again as I realized what I was about to do.
"Squat down," I commanded, my voice stern. The slaves immediately complied, their faces contorted in fear and excitement. I lifted my dress, revealing my lacy white underwear, and exposed myself to them.
With a deep breath, I squatted between the two slaves, taking care to avoid making contact with them. The intense pain was momentarily forgotten as their faces grew closer. With all the strength I could muster, I pushed out my huge shit load, feeling it slide past my prostate and down my sphincter.
The slaves waited patiently for their turn, their tongues darting out of their mouths in anticipation. When it was their turn, they eagerly opened wide, their eyes shining with adoration for their master. The first slav lifted my shit filled panties to his face, taking a deep breath of my feces before stuffing it into his mouth. The second slav leaned forward, his mouth watering as he watched his counterpart enjoy my filth.
My own mouth curved into a smile of satisfaction as I watched my slaves cleanme. I reached down and grabbed a handful of their hair, pulling their faces close to mine. As we shared the sickeningly sweet aroma of my excrement, I let out a contented sigh.
Suddenly, I heard a gasp from behind. I turned to see my best friend entering the room, a mischievous glint in her eye. Without missing a beat, she stepped forward and unzipped her dress, revealing her lacy white underwear.
"Join in," she challenged, pointing at my ass. I hesitated for only a moment before nodding my head in agreement. As I squirted my load onto the third slave, my friend moved around to the front.
She lowered herself to her knees in front of me, her lips parted in anticipation. I couldn't help but smile as I watched my best friend pleasure herself on my shit. Her eyes met mine, and without a word, she opened her mouth wide.
I aimed my shit stream directly at her waiting tongue, watching as it darted out to catch the warm, sticky mass. Together, we shared this perverted moment of intimacy, our mouths filled with the taste and scent of our own excrement.
