4 MISTRESSES, 1 HUMAN TOILET part 2- hd
Day 3 of My twisted Spanish vacation. The Italian slave is completely broken, but we're far from done.
Part 1 of the video (already online, short summary):
The four of us use him again as our human toilet under the portable WC seat. I start: long hot piss straight down his throat, then a soft creamy shit that coils slowly onto his tongue. The other three follow right after: firm logs, pasty load, chunky mix. All in quick succession, no breaks, spitting in his face, laughing, humiliating him nonstop. He swallows everything, face already a mess.
Part 2 of the video (this one):
Now we move to feeding him the leftovers.
We grab the big bowl and scoop up everything that fell on the floor during the shitting: scattered pieces of shit, soft smears, sticky bits, dried piss puddles.
We add fresh vomit from one of us (thick and acidic, tasting like last night's drinks and tapas), fresh piss from all four of us, and big globs of spit. We mix it all with our hands until it's a warm, slimy, stinking sludge of shit, vomit, piss, and spit.We sit in a circle on the floor around him. He stays lying there, head propped up a little so he can open his mouth. We start spoon-feeding him, taking turns.
We dip the spoon into the disgusting mix and shove it in his mouth. He opens, chews what he can, swallows with effort. If he hesitates, we pinch his nose or give his throat a light tap to keep him going.
We laugh, comment on the revolting taste and texture, tell him how pathetic he looks covered in Spanish filth.We keep going until the bowl is completely empty. He licks the edges, scrapes the last bits with the spoon. The bowl ends up clean, no need to wash it. We stand up, spit one final time in his face, laugh hard. Then we walk out, leaving him alone on the cold floor, covered in dried shit and vomit crust.The week goes on.
