Mistress Mara and Mistress Hecuba have decided to look down into the toilet chair abyss and coax you for venturing into their space. Lifting the seat up ever so slowly, the beautiful duo look down and laugh at the site of you, all groveling and helpless.

‘What? You want to be our waste receptacle today? Let’s see how you handle this...’ as spit comes oozing down off both their lips. ‘If you can stomach our digestive enzymes, maybe you can handle our other waste..’

Mistress Mara slides on top of the toilet chair, her pale bottom prominently displayed, teasing you with her ... Show more