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As I stood up, I looked into Mistress Sylvia’s eyes, I was no longer
nervous, just terribly excited by the events.
“Come!” she instructed me, “Kneel before me!”
I did, her cunt was level with my gaze, her legs were open slightly and I
could see her lips glistening from her recent orgasm.
She put her hand on the back of my head and pulled me onto her, “Lick!”
I did, my tongue delved her folds, tasting her juices, finding her clitoris,
exploring this wonderful creatures innermost parts. My tongue found her piss
hole and gently probed it, flicking at it, coating it with my saliva.
“You must be thirsty slut” came the husky voice of my mistress.
I mumbled an answer, “Yes”
“Drink!” she commanded, and her piss flowed from her cunt into my mouth. The
force of the flow nearly choked me, but I was determined not to spill any,
and as fast as it came, I swallowed. Once again, I was in heaven, I
swallowed in large gulps, eager to savour it all, it washed over my tongue,
seducing my taste buds with its lovely salty tang. All the while she was
forcing her cunt harder against my mouth, almost as if she wanted to smother
me, and I didn’t care! I was in my element, serving a beautiful woman as her
toilet slave, I wanted to remain where I was forever.
When eventually she stopped pissing, and I had swallowed the last drop,
Mistress Sylvia grabbed my hair and pulled my head back.
“Did my little toilet enjoy her drink?”
I gazed up into her eyes, and again mumbled, “Yes”
“What would you like now, bitch?” came the question. “You get nothing here,
without first begging for it!”
I knew what she wanted of me.
“Oh please Mistress, please let me have your shit,” I begged her. With that
she called Jessica over to us, “But are you worthy of my supreme gift, pig?”
she continued.
“Oh I am, mistress, I am, I promise you I am!” I tried not to sound
desperate, but I knew she wanted to hear me beg.
“Well then my little shit-eater, my here is my first gift to you,” she
gestured at her maid.
“Jessica, bend over, let the slut see your arsehole.”
With that, Jessica bent forward, her legs were apart and she brought her
hands round behind her and pulled apart her beautiful black buttocks. My
eyes locked on to her wonderful little hole buried deep between them, I
licked my lips in anticipation.
“Lick her arsehole, bitch!” Sylvia commanded.
I shuffled across the carpet on my knees, and buried my face between those
beautiful buttocks. My tongue immediately found the tight sphincter and
pushed its way in, I could faintly hear Jessica moan with pleasure as my
tongue probed and licked her arsehole. Once again I was in seventh heaven as
I lost myself between her arse cheeks. Oh God, I whish I had a longer
tongue, I pushed it in as far as I could manage. I sensed her arse beginning
to expand, Jessica was straining to shit. I pushed even harder and was
rewarded by a lovely smelly fart wafting into my mouth. I felt my cunt get
wetter as I breathed in the luscious odour, that’s when her shit began to
move against my tongue. I could feel piss dribbling down my chin as her
bladder relaxed, and the relentless force of her shit pushed my tongue from
her body. My mouth enveloped her widening hole and I was overwhelmed by the
powerful smell and taste of her fruit. It was huge; my lips stretched wide
as Jessica’s turd slid into my mouth, across my tongue and hit the back of
my throat. I almost gagged, but managed to control myself, I used my tongue
to pack the shit in, I wanted even more, and more is what I got. Eventually
my cheeks were bulging, my mouth was so full, and I had to let the rest fall
onto my tits. Slowly I began to chew the beautiful substance, mixing in my
saliva, turning it to a mush. This was absolute perfection, my eyes were
closed and I was oblivious to everything around me, I was lost in my own
little shit heaven. As I chewed and swallowed, my hands were busy in my
cunt, probing, pulling, stroking, pinching, I slid 3 fingers inside my
sopping hole, I wanted more, I dug my thumbnail into my clit and came.
Jessica’s hands were on my breasts, rubbing her shit over them, pinching my
nipples as she went. I swallowed another mess of her shit and came a second
time, I wanted the moment to last forever. This is what I had been born for.
Eventually my mouth was empty and my orgasms had subsided, I collapsed on
the floor exhausted, Jessica’s lovely shit was drying on my breasts and the
room full its wonderful smell.
After a few moments, I felt a presence over me and opened my eyes to see the
Mistress Sylvia towering over me.
“Well, my little shit-eater,” she said, “that was one hell of a show!”
“Thank you mistress,” I whispered.
“But,” she went on, “we’re not finished yet, are we?”
“Aren’t we, Mistress?” I replied.
“Oh no, far from it,” she smiled at me, “I need a shit too.”
I smiled back up at her, “Yes Mistress, I am your toilet slut, use me
please.”
“Oh, I intend to, never fear!” she threw her head back and laughed. “But how
to use you, that’s the question?”
“My mouth, mistress, my mouth is yours, please.” I was begging again.
“Hmm, I had something else in mind.” She turned to her maid, “What do you
think, Jessica?”
“Well Mistress, her mouth is certainly very receptive, I can vouch for
that.”
“No, not her mouth this time,” Mistress Sylvia was enjoying teasing me, “not
for my shit anyhow.”
With that she ordered me to open wide, and leaning over me, spat a huge wad
of saliva into my gaping mouth. This was completely new to me and once more,
I loved it. I gazed at her in adoration, this beautiful you girl, young
enough to be my daughter had captivated me completely, she had total control
of me, I was hers now, forever if she wanted me. She now knew me better than
any other living soul.
“I think,” she said, “I will shit in your cunt!”
When I heard that, I nearly fainted, it is what I had always wanted, always
dreamt of, it was probably my most frequent fantasy.
“Ohhhhhhhhh,” was all I could reply.
She straddled my waist, and ordered Jessica to lift my legs into the air,
until my cunt was aligned with her arse.
We were face to face, she looked down at me and blew me a kiss, I blew her
one back. Then she began to strain, I watched the veins stand out on her
neck as she pushed down, I heard her fart and wished it were in my mouth.
“Nnnnnnnnnnnnnng, here it comes,” she said breathlessly.
I felt Jessica manoeuvre me slightly, then something warm and firm began to
press against my pussy lips, it was her shit.
I groaned with excitement, at last, the moment I had dreamt of for so many
years.
I watched her face as she pushed harder and I felt the turd push past my
cunt lips and slowly invade my wet and waiting hole.
God! It felt wonderful, slowly the huge firm shit slid into my cunt, filling
me like nothing before. The smell of it hit my nostrils and it was like an
exquisite perfume. My orgasm started deep inside my body and worked its way
up until my whole cunt was on fire with pleasure. I gripped at her arms as
it hit me, screaming her name, wanting it to never end, I cried, I sobbed, I
groaned, I told her I loved her, I called her name over and over and I kept
cumming.
Covered in sweat, I lay back once more, totally exhausted, Mistress Sylvia
looked at me with a smile of satisfaction on her face.
“Wow!” was all she could say. “Wow!”
Jessica came over to me and lifted me into a sitting position, I could
hardly move, my body was still trembling and my mind was a fog.
“Look,” she whispered in my ear, and pointed down my body. I opened my eyes
and saw that a mirror had been placed between my open legs. I gasped when I
realised I was looking at the reflection of my cunt, but not just my cunt,
protruding from it, like a huge brown vibrator, was about 3 inches of
Mistress Sylvia’s turd. It was the most wonderful site I had ever seen, I
reached down and tentatively touched it. My pussy lips were stretched around
it like a cock, I gave it a slight tug and felt the turd move inside me.
Once more, I sighed with joy.
My Mistress had fucked me with her shit and I was the happiest I had ever
been. I would remember this moment always, I was tempted to push the rest of
her precious gift up inside me and leave it there forever, I lay back and
closed my eyes, basking in the warm glow of my fulfilment.
Just then, I felt somebody between my legs again, I looked up, it was
Jessica. She looked at me and smiled, then buried her face in my shit filled
cunt, she was going to eat me out, literally. I felt the mass of my
Mistresses shit move slightly as Jessica pulled at it with her teeth. Slowly
she ate the shit from my cunt, I could feel her mouth over my cunt as she
chewed each mouthful, every so often, her shit covered tongue would range
across my clitoris, and each time it did, new shivers shot through me. Soon,
I felt the last of that lovely turd leave my body, and Jessica began to
clean my cunt with her tongue, I was so sensitive by now that her every
movement was magnified tenfold. She licked and sucked, her tongue probed
deep into my cunt, searching for any remaining morsel of shit. I strained to
piss in her mouth, but was dry by now, my clitoris was screaming for the
attention of her lips and tongue, I wanted to cum again! I called her name
as she pushed a finger deep into my now empty arsehole, her lips and tongue
found my clit and she pulled at it with her teeth, driving me crazy once
more. My hands were on the back of her head and I pulled her into me,
burying her face in the folds of my soaking wet cunt, obscenities were
pouring from my mouth, urging her on, begging her not to stop. My back
arched and my whole body went rigid as the intense sensations in my cunt
washed over me in one last huge orgasm.
When eventually I recovered, I looked at my two beautiful lovers, Jessica
looked like a kid who’d been eating chocolate, she had brown smears all
around her mouth, and was dreamily licking her lips. Mistress Sylvia was
sitting in her armchair with a thoughtful look on her face and judging by
her glow, she had also cum more than once.
“Go take a shower,” she said.
I was in there ages, shit was everywhere, in my hair, in my ears, under my
finger nails, and believe me, it took forever to get myself cleaned up.
When I returned, Mistress Sylvia was waiting for me.
“You were the best,” she told me, “in fact, I want you to come and work with
me.”
I started to protest, but she held her hand up to silence me.
“Shh,” she said, “here’s the deal, women only, and you will service them
with all toilet duties, and anything else they require, give it some thought
and let me know how you feel.”
It required no thought at all on my part, “I’ll do it,” I answered. I knew
now that I had found my place in life.
“Ok, wonderful,” both Jessica and Mistress Sylvia came and hugged me.
“You can start Monday,” she told me.
“You wont be sorry,” I replied and picked up my coat to leave.
“One more thing,” She called after me.
I turned to her.
“What’s your name?”
“Mary,” I told her, and pulled the door closed behind me.