As the new scat slave waited in excitement and anticipation, his mind wandered through the various fantasies he had conjured up about this day. He could feel his heart racing with fear and excitement, but he was determined to obey his mistresses' twisted desires.
The door opened, and there they stood: two beautiful and dominant women, their bodies adorned with shiny latex clothing. Their eyes bore into him, filled with a mix of lust and power that sent shivers down his spine. They moved towards him simultaneously, their heels clicking against the floor in a rhythm that echoed through the room.
Without saying a word, they stood over him, their towering presence making him feel small and insignificant. He couldn't help but squirm under their gaze, hoping he was pleasing them.
Slowly, one of the women began to undress him. His heart raced even faster as he felt her soft hands against his skin. She tossed his clothes carelessly to the side, revealing his naked body to their hungry gazes.
The other woman stepped forward, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips. She pulled a long, thin object from her pocket. "Open your mouth," she commanded.
His mouth fell open in obedience as he felt her push the object gently between his lips. It was cool and hard against his tongue, but he didn't resist. Suddenly, he gagged on a sudden rush of liquid. When he opened his eyes, he saw that she was holding a cup of her own urine. He closed his eyes, trying to keep the vile taste out of his mouth.
"Swallow it all," she commanded, and he complied. After what felt like an eternity, he finally swallowed the last drop. He felt her pat his cheek affectionately before stepping back.
The first woman moved even closer, leaning down to him. He could smell her sweet perfume mingled with the scent of her pussy. "Now it's my turn," she said, and he felt her hands spread his legs apart.
She knelt between them, her face close to his groin. He felt her hot breath against his sensitive skin, sending waves of pleasure coursing through his body. Then, without warning, he felt a cold, wet sensation against his cock. She had taken out her cell phone and was urinating directly on him!
He moaned in despair as he felt the warm piss soaking into his skin. She continued to urinate for what felt like an age, her face only inches away from his quivering member. Finally, she stood up, zipping her pants back up.
"Your turn," she said, stepping back to reveal Kimi Cat. The second woman had also pulled up her pants, revealing no underwear. She cupped her hand over her tiny pussy, her expression daring him to take it from her.
With shaking hands, he reached out and touched her. She smiled kindly, then sat down on his face. He felt her warm, wet pussy against his lips as he tried to lick and taste her. Just as he was beginning to enjoy the sensation, he felt something hard pressing against his mouth.
Kimi Cat had taken her turn, and she was shitting directly into his open mouth! He could feel her hot, steamy shit hitting the back of his throat. He gagged and choked as she pushed more of her supple turd deeper into his throat.
Finally, they were done. He lay there, covered in piss and shit, exhausted yet aroused. He looked up at his mistresses, a sense of awe mixed with fear in his eyes. They smiled down at him, their eyes twinkling with delight.
"Not bad for a first time, slave," they said in unison. "We'll see how you improve from here."
As they walked out of the room, he knew that he was theirs to command. He would do anything they asked, no matter how humiliating or degrading. He craved their attention, their love, their scat and piss. And so, he waited - naked, dirty, and eager - for their next command.
