Part 7 β The Filth of No Return
This exchange between Mistress and slave, this confirmation of her brutal humiliation, exacerbated Claudia's hormonal roller coaster ride. The submissive switch had been activated and she was well aroused by now. More and more people were taking part. Everywhere she looked was a stream of piss, a load of cum, or a dump of turd. Master Klaus was replenishing the shit on her face that she'd previously swallowed and covered her eyes in shit once more. Claudia was completely covered in brown; from head to shoes. She couldn't see them, but the 2 shemales were also shitting on her. She felt them to pack the cups of Claudia's bra with scat and placed it back over her breasts. They padded shit under her suspenders, while the other stuffed shit into her stockings. The woman who'd been talking to Mistress Eva earlier had a foot fetish and Claudia could feel her forcing her shit between her feet and shoes. Claudia lost count of how many people pissed, came, and shit on her, at her, and in her. It would have to have been close to 20. The trough was a cesspool of defecation and human ejaculate. Its tilt meant Claudia's head lay at the deepest end of this swamp of sewerage; there was even shit against her ears. Not a single speck of Claudia remained stainless. So many shades, smells, textures, and tastes of different excrement.
Mistress Eva had one more party trick before the night drew to a close. "Now for your reward Shitlips," she said. Claudia watched as her Mistress collected a mixture of the thick, vile waste sitting at the bottom of the trough, and piled into her mouth as much as it could hold. Claudia felt her mouth filling to the brim, submerging her teeth and slightly surpassing her lips with the moist collection. It had an abomination of everything that had exited everyone's body over the course of the night. Its consistency soft, creamy, and repugnant.
"Hold that in there and don't swallow until I say so."
Claudia's bowels grumbled with the shit that was still queued up in there.