How Apoorva (ex-girlfriend) made me a beta FEMDOM loser, Part 4

This is a continuation of my journey into being a femdom slave.

 

I put my head deep inside their toilet bowl; it smelled so bad, and there were lots of brown stains of shit all over the toilet bowl. 

"Stay like that till I say so, you fucker," Apoorva said, and she reached into my pocket and took my wallet.

"Let us take all your money from your wallet while you fucking sniff our shit and piss," Apoorva said. 

"Please, I need some money to go back home," I pleaded while I was breathing in the smell of their disgusting toilet bowl.

"You walk back like a dog or beg in the street for a lift; we don't fucking care," he said.

"You will call him Sir from now on and call me Apoorva Mam! You pig," she said.

"Sure, Apoorva mam, I feel like vomiting. Can I please keep my head out of this?" I begged.

"Beg more!" She demanded

"Please, I beg you, Apoorva mam, please let me put my head away from this toilet bowl. I can no longer tolerate this smell. Please, I beg you," I begged.

She closed the toilet lid with my head inside and sat on top of it.

He also sat on top of it.

My neck was paining with all that weight, and I was in the dark in her toilet bowl, now forced to breathe more.

"Kiss me, darling," Apoorva said to her boyfriend.

They started kissing each other and started moaning with pleasure...

I could not handle it anymore, yet my dick was hard.

She then pulled down my pants and exposed my hard dick.

"So you get hard while we enjoy ourselves while you breathe in all the smell in our toilet bowl. That is the most disgusting thing one can go through, and you are aroused?" She shouted.

I my mouth is so close to the toilet water my face is already rubbing the toilet bowl, and I feel so horny while they continue to moan on top of me. I can only hear them; I'm not sure what they are doing.

That went on for another 10-15 mins, and by that time I was brainless and horny, and all I was smelling was shit and piss!

Immediately I felt warm water running on my ass, and it went down to my hanging dick, and from my dick, it is dripping on my pants, which is on my legs now since she pulled it down. 

"What is it? My pants are getting wet, so is my body?" I asked 

"Did we fucking ask you to speak, you pig? And that's pee! One of us is peeing on you!" Apoorva said and laughed.

"Yeah, guess now whose pee it is?" He said

The stream of pee didn't stop yet. 

"Maybe Apoorva mam's?" I mumbled.

"You are half correct," she said.

"Both of us are peeing on you, you fucking loser!" He said and laughed.

"How will I go out with these pants?" I asked.

"Smell like our pee! That is what you fucking deserve!" She said

"So I think this is fun, Apoorva. Can we talk for a second?" he said and stood up from the toilet lid.

She also stood up, and they left the room and told me to keep my head inside, and the toilet lid is still closed.

They came back after a few minutes. 

"So put your head outside. Hope you enjoyed the smell. If you ever complain about our toilet smell, this is what you will get, so start cleaning the toilet now." Clean only the toilet; we do not want you to be clean; we know you have all our apartment dirt in your shirt, both of our pee on the body and your pants, and we do not fucking care! Start cleaning the toilet and floor with the brush while I explain what your options are to exist in the world with normal people like me!" Apoorva said 

I continued cleaning the smelly toilet with the brush, every inch of it, while she started giving me options to live.

"So let me be very clear: you have 3 options to choose from. We discussed this together, so there are no other choices other than these. 

Option 1—Go and live your normal life, ignoring us, and we will publish all of these on social media, and everyone will come to know of your real you, your friends, your coworkers, and your family. Every single person will know you are a disgusting pig!

Option 2—Give 70% of your salary every month to us and be our slave and do whatever we tell you to do, come here whenever we demand you to come even if it means you have to sleep here, possibly in our toilet!

Option 3—Give all your salary to us and live as a beggar every day; we will not torture you, lol!

Once you complete your cleaning, I want a fucking answer! " Apoorva Demanded

To be continued ...