My Morning Bathroom Ritual – A First-Person View
MISTRESS LUCIANA
Two Mistresses Reduce Him to Their Living Toilet
Miss Medea lowers herself into the gynecologist’s chair and commands her slave to open wide. She grinds his tongue against her soaked core, mocking how far he has sunk today, her hunger building with every muffled gasp. A funnel slides between his lips, and she fills it with warm, golden piss, forcing him to drain every drop until the glass runs clear. But that is only the prelude. She feeds him thick, heavy lumps from her ass, pushing them past his teeth as tears streak his face—he must keep it all down. Load after load disappears down his throat while his locked cock drips helplessly. Miss Kirsch takes over, perching on the edge of the chair and lowering herself onto his face, driving filth deeper into his gullet. Together, the two mistresses smear the remnants across his lips and cheeks, shove the last morsels into his mouth with gloved fingers, and make him lick each digit spotless. No release is offered—only submission. He remains their toilet, used and emptied, until nothing is left but his shame.
