As Gabi walked into the luxurious bathroom, he felt a mix of anticipation and trepidation. It was his turn to serve as the toilet slave for the girls who frequented this exclusive club. He had been warned that they could be demanding, but he had no idea just how outrageous their requests would be.
"Plop, plop," came the sound of two sets of perfect derrieres descending onto the bowls he had beautifully prepared earlier. Gabi swallowed hard as he watched in awe as the girls, one a brunette with long flowing hair and the other a strawberry blonde with closely cropped locks, went about their business.
Without warning, the brunette leaned down and slapped his face, causing him to gasp in surprise.
"Don't just stand there, slave," she said, her voice cold and emotionless. "You're here to serve us. And that means cleaning up our messes."
Gabi felt a flush of humiliation wash over him as he knelt before the girls, his eyes fixed on their bare bottoms. Slowly and meticulously, he began to clean the bowls, using his tongue to ensure every bit of feces was gone. He was careful not to make eye contact with the girls, instead focusing on the task at hand.
As he worked, he couldn't help but feel the warmth of their pee soaking into his lips and tongue. It was a forbidden pleasure, one that sent shivers down his spine. He had never experienced anything like this before, but he couldn't deny that it aroused him in ways he had never imagined.
Finally, after what felt like an eternity, the girls were done. They stood up slowly, their bottoms glistening with moisture. Without a word, they turned their backs to him and began to adjust their clothing. Gabi couldn't help but stare, transfixed by the sight of their perfect rear ends.
"Good job, slave," the brunette said, a smirk playing on her lips. "You may clean yourself up now."
Nodding gratefully, Gabi rinsed out his mouth at the nearby sink. He couldn't help but think about the experience he had just gone through. It was both humiliating and thrilling, and he couldn't deny that he was turned on by it.
As he exited the bathroom, he vowed to prepare even better for the next time the girls visited. He had a feeling that their toilet slave would become a regular part of his duties, and he was determined to become the best at his job.
