FTM fucked by 3 males. Part 5: A CUSTOM-MADE TOILET.

PART 5. A CUSTOM-MADE TOILET.
The silence sticks in the fucking living room like a slap. The three of them staring at me. The one with the tattooed beard still has the unlit joint between his fingers, his gaze fixed on me, waiting.
I take a few seconds to react. My face is sticky, my pussy swollen, my ass open and dripping. I smell of piss, cum, the sweat of three guys, and stale farts. But the question has sunk deep.

I slowly lift my head from the floor. I raise myself onto my elbows, trembling. I look at all three of them. I take a breath.

“I’m a whore,” I answer in a broken voice, hoarse from swallowing so much piss and farts. “I’m your whore. A submissive slut who deserves nothing more than this. I don’t have a cock, I only have this cunt for you to use, this ass for you to break, this mouth for you to piss in and sit on my face.”

I pause. The one in the middle leans forward, interested.

“And is that what you’re looking for? For us to treat you like a toilet?”

“Yes,” I whisper. “I’m looking to be your latrine. I want you to sit on me and unload everything you have. Farts, shit, piss, whatever comes out of your balls. I want to smell your ass all day, I want to have my tongue stuck in there while you relieve yourselves. I want to clean your ass with my tongue after you shit. I want to swallow your shit if you give it to me. I want you to use me as a toilet, a footrest, an ashtray, whatever you feel like. I’m nothing more than a hole for you to vent yourselves into.”

The tattooed one smiles slowly. He gets up from the couch and comes toward me. He stands in front of my face, lowers his pants, and squats. His hairy buttocks open right above my mouth.

“And if I tell you I’ve been needing to take a shit for a while? What would you do?”

I look up at him. My face full of dried piss and cum. I open my mouth.

“Squat over my face and let it all out, master. I want to feel you fill my mouth with shit. I want to taste your farts while you strain. I want you to suffocate me with your ass and force me to swallow every piece that falls on me.”

The other two look at each other, excited. One of them gets up and stands beside us, also lowering his pants.

“Well, if you’re going to do that, I want in too. You,” he points at me, “get on all fours and put your head between my legs. You’re going to eat my ass while the other one shits in your mouth. And at the first fart that makes you cough, I’ll smash your face in with punches.”

I position myself without hesitation. The second one sits on a low stool and grabs me by the hair, burying my face between his buttocks. I start licking his hole desperately while I feel the tattooed one positioning himself above my face, his balls hanging over my forehead, his ass opening right above my lips.

“Open wide, whore,” he growls. “Here it comes.”

I feel the first hot, thick fart, directly into my...