Jichiro writhed in agony on the ground following the vixens’ stomping. After being confined for several days, Jichiro could only moan in pain, having been disciplined multiple times by his mistresses. Today, he had been prone on the floor for hours, with his hands tightly bound. He opens his mouth when he sees one of the vixens squatting to take aim. The murky, salty fluid gushed out incessantly like a strong waterfall into his mouth. He tasted sweet, salty, and bitter all at once and swallowed the piss gratefully. He felt so parched and famished. Another vixen seemed to read his mind and started pushing out a massive black turd, complete with audible squeaks in between as the feces eased out of her swelling butthole. Jichiro opened his mouth wider to accommodate the massive feces, and began chewing the moment it touched his tongue.