Please Mistress don't punish me like that please, please I beg of you, Mistress. The basement was made into a regular dungeon, which always stimulated Vickie. Using duct tape, she had the tube completely sealed in the girl's asshole. I gasped inwardly seeing the girl, two years junior to me, standing naked, bar her shoes, in the middle of the room. After carefully wiping I made sure my clothes were perfect before I left the stall and washed my hands. She howled out in agony.
What on earth suddenly made you have the hots for me? At once Vickie's tongue came back out again, slipping between the lips of her mother's cunt. Not a big one, maybe a quart this time. Then, taking up another length of rope, Mistress Anne placed it across Vickie's stomach and back to two different eye-bolts about four feet behind Vickie. I reached around my back and slowly pulled the tiny corner, of my silk white pantie, that I had left poking out of my rectum.
Dana watched her daughter disappear down the street, then picked up the phone. I never saw the girl and smacked right into her chest with mine. Walking over to a cabinet, she pulled out a stout whip and swung it back and forth a few times. As instructed she moved back a little, opened her mouth and looked me in the eye. It took about 45 minutes for the Exlax to start working on Vickie and then her asshole literally exploded it a runny, brown filth. Looking at her in the mirror I pulled out the small envelope I had ready for this moment.
I want you to suck all that loose, slimy crap out of her asshole and eat it! Vickie was brought back to reality when she heard Mistress Anne coming down the steps, so she quickly began removing her clothing. I firmly planted my foot on the desk and obscenely opened my pelvis for the girl to see. My hand shot to my clit and I began vigorously rubbing my clit. Over and over she pushed more out into her mother's mouth, listening to it splattering against her mother's lips, teeth and tongue.
You know what to do. Her body had rejected this as waste, and now her mother was eating it! Knowing her fate she slowly raised her hands and un-buttoned the raincoat. She still had the brown smears all over her face. I must admit that at the end of the evening my fantasy had become so over whelming that, without even purposely doing it, I fingered my soaking wet womanhood to what was one of the most extreme orgasms that I had ever experienced. It saves me from having to deal with the constant onslaught of boys who try to impress me with their hyped up stories, material possessions and constant bragging.
This was a duty she really loved, in fact this was the very reason she had gotten into her act of submission in the first place. It was 2 minutes to seven and if she had followed the instructions in the envelope correctly, she would knock on the door at exactly 7pm. Slowly I pulled out what I had carefully shoved in only a few hours ago. At that moment you will retract your head about 2 inches and open your mouth as wide as you can and look me in the eye. With in minutes I was ready to explode into the pleasure of an orgasm.
Pulling Vickie over to a low table, she had Vickie climb up on the table and lay face down. If she doesn't swallow it, it will fill up her nose and she will suffocate, so she had better keep swallowing it. It dribbled off Vicki's chin and dripped down on her breasts. Shackles, handcuffs and hoods adorned the board on one wall.
Her breathe became ragged as her tongue worked. Across this bar, Mistress Anne sat Vickie. Once fastened, she pushed Vickie back on the bar until the back of the bar rested behind Vickie's knees, making her ass push out wide and far. Alright, so there are guys out there who want to become a toilet, but why would I want to use a man as a toilet? Now, as he wished, he has become your utility and should be thought of as such… Talking to him should be as absurd to you as engaging in a conversation with a normal toilet. Whatever made her mother do such a revolting thing? As your slave slowly begins to loose his old sense of self, you will begin to see a profound personality change.