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The Bet

His tongue was licking at the dried shit down near her asshole. The bitter, earthy, taste was starting to arouse him. His mouth sucked at her cheeks, his tongue scouring her shit. Tina pushed her ass back, into Jake’s face. His tongue flicking wildly, tasting his wife’s shit. He moaned with pleasure now, not humiliation. Tina moaned with pleasure, the pleasure that goes along with power. Knowing your man is crouched down behind your ass, licking it clean.

She moaned “Slave boy, little bitch.lick my asshole clean now. And you never know, I may have a surprise for you while you are licking my asshole clean.”

She moaned, deeply as if she was cumming with the thought of her surprise. Jake’s tongue slipped down lower, teasing her asshole, the taste of her shit more stronger here. She moaned as his tongue circled her asshole. Her fingers went down into her wet pussy. Her fingers frigging her clit, her ass pushing back into his face. He felt her asshole strain around his probing tongue. The taste of her shit, over whelming him. She farted.right on his tongue, right in his face! Jake moaned, surprised as he ate out his wife’s asshole. She chuckled and said “Here slave, have another surprise.”

Jake felt the tight ring of her asshole open, and his tongue touched the hard end of a turd! “Open wide bitch.you little ass licking slut.eat my shit!” Tina shouted.

Jake groaned, his cock hard, throbbing near orgasm as he ate his wife’s shit. Her hard brown turd slid into his mouth. Her fingers fucking her sopping wet pussy. Her cries of her orgasm, ringing in his ears as he ate her shit. The warm bitter earthy turd filled his mouth. It pushed as far into his mouth as it could before bending and breaking. The warm log of brown shit pushed at his nose. He knew his face was a mess. Brown shit streaking it. His wife cumming, shaking. as she shit in her husbands face.

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Christina

The next victim was Jacqueline, from France, whom Enrica bound laying
on her back on the floor, with her head encased in a kind of gold fish
glass bowl, where a rubber-padded opening had been added on one side
for the slave’s neck. We had been forbidden, that very morning, to
refrain from producing piss or shit for the whole day, and on that
occasion we had to empty ourselves into the clear glass bowl, almost
drowning Jacqueline in a sea of excrement, most of which she was forced
to gulp down in order not to suffocate.

The following night was dedicated to torturing Bettina, who was the
only other guest of the mansion who seemed to be as sincerely
masochistic as I was. Bettina was so young that I was pretty sure she
was still a minor, and I had first noticed her a few days before that
evening, when we were both assigned to kitchen duties at the same time.
I was dusting a shelf, and she was doing the dishes. At some time in
the afternoon Enrica came into the room, and she had started checking
upon my work, intent on finding some leftover dust or any other excuse
for punishing me: I had briefly paused, casually turning my head
towards the other slave. Bettina had taken a plate she had just washed,
she had winked at me, and she had quite deliberately thrown it down on
the floor, shattering it and provoking the supervisor’s fury. The young
slave had been dragged to the punishment room without further ado, and
when she came back almost half an hour later, her ass had been turned
into an angry red mass of burning flesh by Enrica’s whip.

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A Toilet Slave Despite Herself

Thelma stepped out of the panties and flushed the toilet and straddled it, sitting with her legs parted wide. Brenda edged forward on her knees and glued her lips to Thelma’s gaping pussy. She shivered as she gathered the sticky juices with her tongue, savoring the strong cunty taste before she swallowed. Brenda sucked Thelma to orgasm, hating herself for the strong submissive yearnings Thelma engendered.

“Stay down there, slut,” Thelma said as Brenda moved her head back. “I haven’t finished with you yet.”

With submissive eyes, Brenda stared up into Thelma’s eyes, knowing this moment would come, and wanting it!

“I like a good piss between orgasms,” Thelma said, smiling the knowing smile that Brenda hated so much. “With a pretty slut like you and a fridge full of beer I can cum and piss all night long.”

Thelma applied pressure to the back of her head with her hands and Brenda whimpered as she allowed her to position her head between her thighs. “Open your mouth, slut,” Thelma instructed.

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Daddy’s Shit

We pulled into the garage, and as the door was shutting, he (of course) ordered me down on my knees. He had me unlace his boots and pull them off. He took off his leather chaps and then started undoing his jeans. He carefully took them off trying to keep the squashed turd pile in them as undisturbed as possible. His ass was caked with shit. As much as I tried, he wouldn’t let me get my face near his ass until he had put on his chaps and boots again. Who was I to argue? Then after sticking a bottle of poppers under my nose, without ceremony, he turned and shoved his unbelievably shitty ass in my face demanding that I clean it up good. As if I had to be told, but I said, “Yes Sir,” like I was supposed to. Most of you probably know that this sort of job is no small thing. It takes real time and effort to spit shine an ass as caked and smeared with fresh shit as this one was. First you have to shovel up all the big, chunky parts off the ass cheeks with your tongue. These require real chewing, which takes some effort. Daddy’s ass was hairy as fuck, so this added to the challenge of licking it clean. Eventually I got the cheeks more or less clean, and after another hit of poppers, dove snout first into the crack. There was pretty much a whole shit log wedged and reformed in the crack, so instead of diving in with my tongue, I had to go teeth first and chew my way in. By now I was used to the taste of his shit, and was able to do this with genuine relish. The shit was so firm that I was able to clean up his hairy crack faster than I thought I would be able to. Daddy must have sensed my disappointment because he said something about there being softer shit up there for later. He wasn’t kidding. I was also wondering what his plans were for the mess in his jeans. I found out before long.

I had finished cleaning up his ass, and was feeling very proud of myself for not puking. I was also getting a little antsy, having held off from shooting my load (with considerable difficulty) for the last 45 minutes or so. He ordered me to lie on my back on the concrete. As I watched, he walked over to his jeans on the floor. He lifted his big-ass boot and brought it down in the middle of the mess in his jeans. He ground it around for a while. Knowing what was coming, my dick got rock fucking hard again. Daddy then strolled over and without preliminaries, planted the Vibram sole of his boot square on my already shit smeared face. He ordered me to clean out his treads. I got to work prying out morsels of Daddy’s shit from in between the lugs of his boot soles. This was no easy task, but the toe of his other boot was dangerously close to my nuts, and he reminded me of this fact.

As I continued to eat the caked shit from his boot soles, he asked if my mouth was getting dry. Sensing what he was getting at, I said, “Yes Sir”. There was none of the awkward waiting one often has to do when a man is trying to piss in your mouth. His piss stream was strong, hot and immediate with the removal of his boot. I’d be lying if I said that I swallowed it all without missing a drop. Piss went fucking everywhere, but I swallowed a considerable amount of it, along with much of the shit that was caked onto my teeth. He must have been holding it for a long time because his piss went on and on. I was afraid to touch my dick because I knew I would blow my load if I did. When he was done pissing, he stepped into his piss puddle to moisten the remainder of the shit on his boot and replaced it on my face. The piss helped a lot, and I was able to clean up his boot sole much easier, getting my tongue between each lug to do a thorough job.

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The Bum

He pulled out his finger, and held it up between our faces. It was thick with my shit, and smelled real nasty. He stuck it up my nose, so that all I could smell was my own shit. Pulling the shitty finger out of my nose, he stuck it in my mouth. I sucked it clean, swallowing my own shit and snot. He brought his face close to mine, opening his mouth, and sticking out his fat red tongue, drooling ropes of spit. He stuck his tongue into my filthy mouth, and I sucked on it. Our lips locked together, and he gave a great belch. My mouth filled with the taste of stale beer and bile. He forced me down on my back in the pool of piss and slime, and pulled my legs up over my chest. He stood over me, pulling on his fat cock, then let loose with another blast of acrid yellow piss, hosing me down, from my face to my ass. I gargled the hot urine while he sprayed my asshole with his dick. He stripped off his filthy pants, then grabbed my legs and pulled them apart, and knelt between them. Leaning over me he sucked his own piss from my mouth, then blew it back in my face. He shoved his fingers down my throat, making me gag again, and getting them covered with slime. He rammed three fingers up my hole, and spread them apart, cupping the palm of his hand under my ass. I pushed hard, and slid a fat turd into his hand. He grinned, raised it to his nose, and sniffed deeply. Then he used it to grease his fat pole, coating it and his balls with a thick layer of my crap. He wiped the rest off on my face and chest. Then he shoved his shit-lubed dick up my asshole in one thrust. Before I could cry out in pain, he had stuck his slobbering tongue down my throat, belching and burping at the same time. He started ramming my ass with his huge cock, fucking me like a whore. He spit in my face, and then started chewing on my shit-smeared nipples, biting them real hard. The pain in my ass and nipples made my balls tingle.

He grabbed my arm, and forced it out to the side, where my hand met a fat dry turd, dropped there at least a couple of days ago by some other bum – or perhaps it was one of his. I took hold of it. It felt like a sausage or a dildo in my hand. He reared up, still fucking my ass, and opened his mouth. I knew what he wanted, and I rammed that filthy turd as far into his throat as I could, mashing it into his face. He chewed and swallowed, and finally started gagging. As he retched more and more violently, his hips bucked up and down, and my asshole felt like it was being split open by that fat cock. He forced my mouth open, and leaned over me and puked all that shit and the rest of the filth in his guts right into my throat. This filthy bum was fucking my ass as I lay in a pool of piss, and puking into my face. The vomit poured out of him as he heaved and shoved. I could feel it running out of my mouth and down my neck. He locked his lips over mine, alternately puking and sucking up his own vomit, his tongue swirling around looking for lumps of shit and half-digested food to slurp up into his mouth. I started gulping and gagging along with him.

Suddenly he pulled his dick out of my ass, and squatted over my chest. He rammed the shitty pole into my throat a couple of times, coating it with vomit, which he used to jack it off. He reached back with one hand and roughly shoved three fingers up my oozing rectum, jabbing them back and forth. Finally, yelling and cursing, he shot what seemed like a pint of hot stringy cum all over my face. I greedily licked it up, and he smeared what I could not reach with my tongue down into my mouth.

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Dark Corners

Peter moved his right foot closer to my face, and raised it slightly. The smell hit me instantly, and I realized with a sick feeling in my stomach that it was full of dog shit. Most people might curse and swear upon discovering that they’d stepped in a pile of dog waste, but I knew immediately that Peter had gone out of his way to ensure that his foot landed firmly in the stinking pile. I’m sure his cock had felt a jolt of pleasure as he ground his shoe into the shit, knowing that I would soon find myself on my face at his feet. I glanced up at his face and caught sight of his evil smile. As much as I need to be at such a place of complete degradation, it is never easy for me to be there. It’s the most incredible paradox – to be so fulfilled yet so completely revolted at the same time.

Peter moved the tip of his shoe about an inch from my mouth. I stared at the mushy brown smeared across the rubber of his sneaker, and gagged at the smell. Peter’s soft laughter caused my cock to jerk in my jeans.

I heard him say quietly but firmly, “Lick my shoe, you filthy bitch,” and chuckle softly again.

I reached my mouth towards the stinking dog shit, trying to touch it lightly with my tongue. Peter pushed his foot forward, mashing it into my teeth. I felt the sick brown waste being smeared over my lips and forced into my mouth. I dared not pull away – I feared the consequences of such an action would be far more torturous than what I was experiencing at that moment. Instead, through the gagging and churning of my stomach, I sucked at Peter’s shoe, lapping the smeared shit onto my tongue and forcing it down my throat. I could hear Peter stroking at his cock as I continued obeying his command, licking at the grips on the bottom of his sneaker to lap up all of the shit caught there. The sound of his breathing was heavy and his body began to shake. I felt completely humiliated, and the taste in my mouth was absolutely revolting. But the intensity of the pleasure pulsing through my cock was so incredible that I came in my pants without touching myself, and at that exact second, I felt Peter’s cum landing on the back of my head and neck.

We went our separate ways, but I knew that we’d both discovered something – something we could feel but that couldn’t be described in words. I knew beyond a doubt that we would search for each other again at the place where dark souls meet.

It was only a few days later when I saw him next. I immediately dropped to my knees and fell on my face before him, kissing his feet. I was thankful that there was no sign of dog shit on his shoes this time, although I’m certain the thought crossed both of our minds that it wouldn’t have mattered if there was – I would still have been at my rightful place before him.

Peter soon tired of my worship, and grabbing onto my hair, pulled me to my feet. We went walking together again, only this time, he brought me into a seedy area of town, and led me into a bookstore with a video arcade. The place was dimly lit and smelled to old body odour. There were perhaps ten different men there – and they reminded me very much of those who gather at the place where dark souls meet. They were there to satisfy a hunger – there was an intensity on each one of their faces. There were older men and younger – some out of shape, and others surprisingly fit and good looking. And without exception, each man in the place was clearly drawn toward Peter from the moment they laid eyes on him. I felt a tinge of pride, as it was undoubtedly obvious to all that Peter and I were there as man and slave – and I’m certain that each of the men present would have gladly taken my place if given the opportunity.

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