Two Slaves Versus Two Mistresses: A Sporting Competition

The competition was fierce, as each woman was determined to emerge victorious. The slaves were subjected to various challenges, with the number of face slaps determined by the roll of the dice. The ladies also took turns choosing their slaves with the help of a die – even numbers meant serving Christina, while odd numbers meant serving Victoria. I longed to serve Christina, but she ended up with Mark, leaving me to attend to Victoria’s needs. The women took turns sitting on chairs placed on top of us, their firm buttocks dangling above our faces. I caught a glimpse of Christina’s behind and couldn’t help but feel envious of Mark. Kristina’s bowel movements were powerful, and the smell of her feces filled the air. Despite feeling sympathy for Mark, I couldn’t deny the allure of the experience. Once the women finished relieving themselves, they fed us their waste. Victoria’s feces had a texture similar to plasticine, but surprisingly, it tasted sweet. Swallowing was a struggle, and at times, I thought I would vomit. The women laughed and chatted as they sat on top of us, demanding and competitive. Mark seemed to be enjoying the experience, taking in the strong smell and taste of the women’s waste. It was a challenging and humiliating experience, but also strangely thrilling.

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