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These stories are intended as adult fetish entertainment and consist of dangerous activities that have nothing to do with reality, and should be read and viewed in that light.
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The extreme degradation that I had suffered during my last session left a permanent scar on my psyche, and the Madam capitalized on that to perfection. Thereafter, every Saturday after that, I was forced to repeat my performance to a hot and nasty audience of attractive, and wealthy females.
Their craving for this particular scatological debacle seemed unending, and the money poured into the Madam's bank account continuously. This went on for several weeks, and during this time I was on a strict schedule of deprivation, and total gluttony, being brought to a maniacal and desperate longing to eat the shit provided me during these spectacles, and deprived of that dubious pleasure for six days preceding the sessions, being obliged to eat the artificial feces which, in truth was in a different universe altogether, despite having precisely the same flavor and consistency.
A larger bathroom was being used now, and the audience was larger also, and five stools gave me my disgusting meals, instead of three. By the time of the show each week, I was in a frenzy of craving that no words could possibly describe, and I gulped down the shameful leavings with animal intensity. The cheers from the all female audiences burned into my mind, and I wondered how they could be so cruel, thinking that I did this repugnant act because I wanted to.
I wondered how each of them might feel if they were forced to do something like this. In addition, during the course of my continued training, I was introduced to a new device in the conditioning area, one that caused such a stink in the room that the trainers wore a special breathing mask over their mouth and nose to prevent them from retching.
The perfectly lifelike models of women's butts and assholes through which I had been obtaining my nutrition for quite some time now, had been improved with an added and onerous feature, one that would be distasteful even to me, during the first few days of my experience with it.
Now I was forced to eat pungent gases, injected into my mouth while I was sucking the life like anus openings, and which simulated exactly, the raunchy smells produced at times by the digestive system after having certain kinds of foods in the diet.
Cabbage and beans with certain selected ingredients might be in this category, and any number of other foods that produce extremely odorous results. These disgusting smells were created here to duplicate the most putrefying of diets, and the first time my mouth was filled with a gust of such a wilting nasal assault, I nearly upchucked, and had to be pulled away from my captured position by the trainers to avoid such a problem.
They were not sympathetic but were merely doing their job, that of conditioning me to eat the most disgusting, and repulsive fart gas, so that within a week I could do it without a strong reaction. Many variations of fart stink were given to me, and the countless types of effluvium absolutely amazed me. I had been introduced to a whole new world of rotten smell, some of which I had never experienced in the real world.
Now the guards and doms were encouraged to eat certain foods that produced copious amounts a highly stinking intestinal gas, and we were forced to suck it out of their butt openings at every opportunity. All of the inmates were forced to go through this training now, but no one could convince me that the Madam did not have a deep grudge against me in particular, because of the special attention she seemed to give to my utter debasement.
To add to the deep insult to us we were given powerful, short term aphrodisiacs in the labs while we were forced to ingest the scuzzy gas there, and were masturbated during out treatment appointments so that we began to associate pleasure with the highly objectionable odors.
Some of the smells were so powerful that the scent would remain in the nostrils and sinus cavities for hours afterward. After three weeks of this I was beginning to adjust to, and in a distant way, crave the highly noxious farts, delivered to me by the amused guards and doms, and this only added to my deep self disgust as time passed.
I know the staff enjoyed this greatly, and were in competition to deliver the strongest, most disgusting farts into our mouths. They soon came to view this as a form of entertainment, and we were the victims of their efforts. There was a time when I would retch in horror at a particularly pungent breakwind smell, but now that seemed tame by comparison.
Rumor had been circulating for some time that celebrities were coming here, incognito, to partake of the impossible activities presented by the Madam and her staff, and some of the prisoners had actually been used by celebrities in a most disgusting manner. One could not be sure of anything around here, except the daily and unthinkable sexual abuse given us with wanton depravity.
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I had been told early in the day that I would perform at a cunnilingus party, and I knew what that meant. Usually this was composed of three of four women, and I was subjected to the most complete humiliation possible as I was pulled by dog chain from one to the other while satisfying their most perverted needs. Without exception, the women in these parties apparently avoided douching, or even bathing, for several days before coming here, and the loathsome excretions forced into my mouth were beyond description.
I prepared myself by gargling with a strong mouthwash several times, and on other occasions this seemed to take the edge off the putrid taste of the swampy vaginal fluids, making the experience slightly more bearable. I had done this a number of times and had forced myself to enjoy the incredible sessions, and without exception had to masturbate and ejaculate for the women when I had finished with the last one.
They reveled in my foul enslavement here and their lewd comments and laughter gave me hurtful pangs of embarrassment inside. I also knew that they had video copies of the event to enjoy later, and to show to their friends.
I lay down and took a short nap before a guard came for me, to take me to what was accurately referred to as the 'cunt' room. The smell of snatch actually permeated the walls so that a man could detect it immediately upon entry. I was tied by my dog leash in the center of the room, and was surrounded by large pillows all around, and many boxes of tissues and douching liquids, and large towels at strategic locations.
The room also had a drain in the center of the tiled floor, so that various kinds of fluids could be drained off. Most of the action was in and around the large pillows, however, and a guards duty was to pull me unceremoniously from one to the other to do my disgusting oral work.
I was in a frenzy of lust from the injection I had been given moments before, and I kneeled and shivered in anticipation. I waited for what must have been fifteen minutes and was becoming very uncomfortable, and chilled without a stitch of clothing on. My penis was rock hard and dripped cum into the drain below.
Suddenly the rear door opened and the guard entered with four very attractive ladies, ranging in age, I would guess, of from twenty to forty. They all wore dresses, and were grinning mischievously at me as they spread out among the pillows.
Already I could smell their feminine odor, and as the guard held my dog chain firmly, she spoke a moment to the eager women. I recognized at least one lady that I had done in a previous session, and the memory of her rank cunt made me shudder. All of the clients who came here were given the opportunity to indulge in drugs during their appointments, and many kinds of exotic sex drugs were sold, in addition to the large financial outlay for the basic appointment.
A meeting like this might cost these women five thousand dollars each, but obviously money was no object to those who came here, and five grand was probably a drop in the bucket to them. They would all orgasm during the session as they enjoyed my abhorrent, oral servicing into the depths of their fetid vaginal confines. They knew it was unspeakably nasty, but that here someone was forced to do them regardless of the putrid state of their vaginal slits.
Most of their copious orgasmic ecstasy came from knowing how disgusting it all was to the man whose mouth was being violated.
"Ladies, welcome to our scat and cunnilingus paradise. We have for you unparalleled oral entertainment, and I believe you will come back again and again to avail yourselves of our unique sexual entertainment capabilities." She jerked the dog chain roughly, and pulled my hair into her hand.
"This piece of shit will give you a thorough cunt licking, regardless of the state of....shall I say your vaginal hygiene, and if you are not completely satisfied you are obliged to indicate this on your scoring questionnaire after your experience."
In the event of a negative scoring for this bucket of crap, the Madam here will insist on delivering an unforgettable, and severe punishment to this lowlife, cuntsucking bastard, to compensate in some way for your disapproval."
"Now ladies....if you will remove your panties, and sanitary napkins, if appropriate, we will proceed."
The women breathlessly pulled their skivvies down and stepped out of them, and flung their unmentionables carelessly to the side. A few of them who had never done this before were a bit apprehensive, and grinned nervously, licking their bright red lips.
"Now please pull your dress all the way up and sit comfortably, legs spread, while I see to your needs."
The smell soon became overpowering, and the unique feminine stench permeated the entire room. A jerk of the chain brought me to the first women, lying legs opened widely, and her hips on a small pillow. Her hairy cunt was wet with a thick cream, and her disgusting slit was fiery red, and greatly in need of a thorough cleansing.
The guard shoved my head down into the messy hairpie, and the woman groaned as my nose slid into her stinking vaginal sewer. I dove in quickly, knowing that was the best way, and forced my tongue all the way into her festering fuckhole. I started to gag but supercharged my libido by jacking off my dick and sucked a mouthful of the nameless scum into my mouth and instantly swallowed it.
In another lifetime I would have been engaging in projectile vomiting by now, but my mind had been so wounded and scarred in the past months, that I was humping my hips as I ingested her stinking pussy glue, and actually enjoying it. The stench of unwashed privates had become a powerful aphrodisiac to me, and I was so horny that as I gobbled more of her putrid cunt cream, I had to ease off so as not to ejaculate.
Ejaculation now would be disastrous for me, and would bring on mind numbing punishment from the sadistic Madam.
I sucked the woman's asshole, which also had not been washed for several days, and a particularly orerous fart blew shit cream into my mouth. I gulped down any and all excreta from her rancid snatch, and soon belched from the nasty meal that I had just taken down.
The woman jerked violently in orgasm as I tongue fucked her, and gripped my head tightly as she forced my dripping face into her stinkhole. She fell back, unable to move, and closed her eyes, panting heavily.
The guard immediately jerked me painfully to the next woman, and pulled hard on the leash, holding my head up and steady as she roughly wiped my face with a large towel. She shoved the towel in my mouth and poked her fingers to the back of my throat cleaning out scum accumulated there also.
The woman lay there with a lustful sneer on her face as the guard shoved my head down again, and soon my nasal passages were engorged with her putrid cunt slime. If possible, her cunny stunk more than the last but I wouldn't have put odds on it. The shaking woman grabbed my ears tightly and pushed her fragrant sexhole hard against my mouth. I inhaled only long enough to slurp in half a mouthful of bitter vaginal refuse, and swallowed it down, scrunching my face a bit as I did it.
I jerked faster as I went into a cuntsucking frenzy, and ate globs of nameless female paste, wondering where my gag reflex had gone. Frankly my tolerance for the disgusting must have been several levels above that of the average proctologist, and I could picture myself patting one of them on the shoulder while telling them mind boggling stores of what true foulness really is.
As my tongue found it's way deep into the woman's wide open anus, my face was splattered with a thick wad of uterine sludge, from deep inside her most intimate areas, and I quickly opened my mouth and ate as much as possible. I felt a pang of nausea as I did that one, but recovered quickly, sucking a small shit stain out of her unwashed crap chute and wolfing it down.
The woman had several orgasms, and her body was wracked with a severe jerking motion that coated my entire head with scuzz.
The guard again pulled me hard up by the chain, and took a few moments to wipe my entire head, and again with a damp towel, and finally with a large dry towel. The towels were beginning to accumulate around the room and there were two more highly charged women waiting for me to eat their stinking cunts.
I dropped down as the pretty guard pulled, and was greeted by the most beautiful and hirsute cunny hole I'd ever seen. The thick bush of pussy hair surrounding her pink vaginal orifice was highly erotic to me, and I dove in and rubbed my face back and forth all over the stagnant sumphole. Her vagina had the worst stink so far, but her ass was perfect and her swollen slit textbook perfect, and as I lapped my tongue into her rancid fuckhole, I jacked off rapidly as I delved in to the hilt, and lapped out a heavy sample of the thick mess inside.
It was worse than you can imagine, but I gulped it down and belched at the same time nearly bringing up some of what I had previously ingested. I was so hot by now that I couldn't have vomited if I'd wanted to, and the woman moaned and grunted in pleasure as I cleaned out her skanky pit. When I sucked her large, bulbous asshole, she farted loudly, blowing a wet kiss into my swampy oral cavity.
I continued to rub my face back and forth over her large bush of dark cunt hair, and clamped onto her thick red clitoris, sucking it fiercely, and rubbing it against my teeth. She was bucking now, up and down, and I had a mouthful of her pussy hairs lodged in my teeth as she screamed and pissed in my mouth. I held my gullet open widely as her thick stream of warm urine drove in, and gulped, and gagged, trying to drink it all.
She fell back, and once again I was pulled roughly upward by the attractive guard, and had my face and head wiped, cleaned, and dried.
The next woman was familiar to me, and I remembered the smell of her disgusting cunt, but I was still in a frenzy, and as the dutiful guard pushed my face into the steaming, stinking pussy, I dove in and determined to finish her off the best I could.
I was shaking and huffing from my efforts so far, and was covered, virtually from head to toe, with dried, stinking vaginal juices.
She was a blond and her nasty love tunnel oozed cunt cream and smelled so badly that I had to pause briefly, pretending to scratch my nose. Frankly I almost lost it then, but my sexual frenzy and my hard training here kept me going. She was absolutely gorgeous but how in the world could a knockout like this have such a stinking cunt?
She had her eyes closed and was undulating her lower body as I began to scarf up the disgusting vaginal discharge, and when she moaned and pulled my head firmly into her female sewer, I dove in and began lapping my long tongue deep into her fuck factory. This drove her into a frenzy and she discharged a thick, clear streamer of putrid offal into my face.
I instinctively opened up and filled my mouth to overflowing, but when I gulped, half of it spilled out. I took a deep breath and shoved my tongue deep inside her, forgetting her inner stench, and fucking in as far as I could. She screamed loudly and farted against my chin, and as the pungent gas drifted upward, she orgasmed again splashing a mass of the most disgusting cuntjuice I'd ever experienced all over my face and hair.
She couldn't stop ejaculating, and the thick gusher splattered on my face again and again. I was near the breaking point now and tried with no success to gulp down anymore of her sticky scum.
I was controlling my gag reflex now, and had to focus my mind so that I didn't lose it. The guard yanked me upward and I staggered to my feet wobbling dangerously. I began to jackoff for the women, and as they looked on in exhaustion, I grunted at them, and shot my wad all over the floor. Every woman there looked at me with a very special kind of revulsion, and I couldn't imagine what I looked like with the unspeakable coating of female discharge covering my face and body.
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For the rest of the day I nursed my unsettled stomach, and was given a bit of latitude to reconstitute my violated libido. I took special antacids, and was not required to perform the next day. This time was used by the training staff to further educate me in the fascinating world of eating fart stink, and as I gulped the fetid gases expelled into my captured mouth, I began to find the nasal trauma inflicted on me more and more erotic.
I had not actually been in the presence of the Madam for several days, owing to her busy schedule, and alas my own frantic schedule. I knew she was gunning for me though in future times, and I felt queasy inside, nursing this inner fear. She oversaw many of the scat shows at the mansion, but not all, and her dedicated staff were fully capable of the task.
In the lab a brand new training technique had been introduced, and the ingenuity of those in charge of the conditioning equipment never ceased to astound me. I was hooked to a biofeedback device, having finger clamps attached to both hands, and was required to develop a genuine fetish and liking for my disgusting activities, by virtue of my manipulation of a tone levels, using my mind power alone.
The more intense and real my sexual arousal, the higher the tone produced. By the same token if I failed to raise the tone level to an acceptable level, I was being punished with automatic and painful electric shocks to both sides of my buttocks.
It was excruciating, and motivated me very strongly to fully embrace the nasty training exercises. I was often left alone for a half hour at a time, strapped in and fully at the mercy of the automatic conditioning machine. After such training I was invariably exhausted mentally, and became quite groggy from my forced efforts.
The results were spectacular, however, and I amazed even myself when fed putrid farts by the staff at random. Upon receiving a mouthful of revolting anal gas I immediately developed an intense erection, that obviously had the potential for producing ejaculation if the abuse continued very long.
I was having my balls drained in the lab during conditioning, while eating the most awful gas smells possible, and a strong connection began to develop between sexual pleasure, and the totally rank, simulated farts.
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On Friday I was summoned to the Madam's special usage area, and my stomach did flip flops of anguish, fearing the unknown stresses to which I could be subjected while in her tender care.
Two of the Doms were there, her first in command and also one of the regular Dom staff. I had come to learn all their names by eating their shit, and this information was now indelibly imprinted on my mind. Sandy was the 1st Supervisor Dom, and Bonnie, a fiery red head, a regular Dom on the staff. Bonnie had greater influence with the Madam than most of the others because of her consummate nastiness and dedication.
They were all cruel, and complete servants of the Madam, and her almost hypnotic control over them was a little puzzling. Beautiful, fulsome women in their prime, following a gorgeous little maniac mindlessly.
They were extremely well paid, to be sure, and this, I had no doubt was a significant contributing factor. However they were twisted sexually, and their proclivities paralleled the Madam's own convoluted sexual needs strikingly.
The Madam was not of tall stature....possibly 5ft 3in, with a breathtakingly perfect little ass, and dreamlike titties, but her amazing command over her staff, the slaves, and her organization here was quite remarkable. Her mental acumen was quite impressive, as evidenced by her tight command and control skills, and the huge fortune to which she aspired, and now was beginning to realize by her keen business savvy.
She was absolutely ruthless, and anyone who stood in her way would suffer greatly, in more ways than one. I saw a deadness in her cold gray eyes, and knew that something important was missing. Possibly she was severely abused as a child...one could only conjecture.
There were also about ten female spectators present, seated comfortably on chairs surrounding the center floor.....they were paying clients enjoying some of the unusual and kinky sexual entertainment here at the mansion.
I looked at the Madam briefly, and then down to the floor and stood with my head drooped over, hands secured behind with handcuffs.
She stood with a riding quirt in her hand, and pulled my chin up so that she could look directly into my eyes.
"I have another little identity game," she purred, "one that I hope you will excel at."
She glanced at Sandy, who quickly brought in five female slaves. They were quite stunning, two blonds and three brunettes, and their nude bodies were spectacularly proportioned. I noticed a strong body odor right off, and it was obvious that the five had not bathed in some time.
They stood motionless and expressionless, as the Madam spoke, terrified of aggravating her in any way.
"You were able to use your wonderful sense of smell expertly to match assholes and names in our last adventure, but lets see if your sharp senses are equal to this task." She lifted one of the women's arms revealing an extremely hairy armpit, and the odor was obvious immediately as the Madam scrunched up her nose.
Sandy quickly tied a heavy covering over my eyes similar to the one that had been used before, and my vision was completely blackened, with no light whatever penetrating the dense padding.
"You are going to use that long and talented tongue of yours, and your sensitive powers of smell, in a most interesting way my piece of shit....first you will clean the nose of each of these slaves, and next you will lick each of their armpits clean of all residue. From this you will identify them with their name when you are tested upon completion of your task."
"I don't have to warn you that any failure on your part during this process will result in a visit to our torture room this time. You have been pampered here thus far, but I assure you that what you have experienced so far is nothing to what you would endure there. My pretty pretty Bonnie has many distasteful skills that you would find astonishingly painful."
Bonnie slapped my bare ass very hard causing me to jump and screech in pain. I shook uncontrollably as the significance of this situation dawned on me, and my heart sank to it's lowest level since I had arrived here.
The Madam pinched my hanging balls tightly between her fingers as she spoke....."Of course we don't have to worry about that do we? My worthless bag of horsecrap!"
I grunted assent under my breath, stunned by this new development, and fear gripped my guts like a vise, because I realized how difficult this task would be. I had been able to use various skin irregularities, and other means of identification in the other test, but how would that be possible in this case. The disgusting prospect of sticking my tongue up the women's nasal openings was quite revolting to me, but my mind raced desperately, searching for a way, a method that would bring me out of this serious predicament.
I had just accomplished a much more difficult task in the 'cunt room', which should make this seem like a cakewalk, but it was different, in a way that garbled my senses. I had never tasted inside a woman's nose, nor licked an armpit, and the disgusting body smell of a sweaty, and dirty armpit might be more offensive to me than one would imagine.
The slaves were sweating, and had obviously just been put through a workout, and their stink filled the air with the peculiar and sickening kind of smell found most often in a locker room.
Thankfully for the spectators special venting fans carried the smell away from them, so that their senses would not be offended during the fun.
Sandy gripped my hair and pulled me firmly over to the first slave. I was paralyzed with doubt and fear, and searched my mind for possible answers. Height would be an identifying factor, but not a conclusive one. Nose size and taste, breath odor, peculiar body odor, and the rancid armpit odor that might be different from one to the other. I trembled as Sandy pushed my face next to the first slave.
"Stick your tongue out fuckface.......right here," said Sandy, tweaking my balls. I slid out my tongue and found the slave's nose and instantly began probing inside her nasal openings. There was not much taste or odor but the residue I found was a bit salty and funky tasting. I lapped into each breathing aperture and cleaned out what I could and swallowed it. This slave was smaller and thus her nose openings smaller.
I noted her height mentally and sucked on the bottom of her nose as I licked deep inside. She gasped, breathing through her mouth as I did my work and when I had done a thorough job Sandy pulled my head down to her armpits. The slave held her arm high in the air and as Sandy pushed my nose into the stinking fur the stench became overpowering.
"Lick it clean, and swallow!, commanded Sandy, you'd better get on with this or you will visit the torture room anyway." She smacked my ass hard and I jerked and began diligently to lick the smelly underarm with complete abandon, lapping through the thick hair and cleaning the skin underneath. The pungent odor made me cringe, but I had developed some significant capability in dealing with stink, and I continued on, sucking the hairs clean also.
Sandy pulled the slave and she turned the other way and my nose was shoved into her other raunchy hair mass, which was equally nasty and I licked it clean rapidly, sucking all the aroma out and swallowing it. Armpit odor is disgusting in a certain way, and the smell totally dominated my nasal passages.
When I finished I heard the poor woman whisper her name, and Sandy slapped her ass to make her speak louder. "Debbie!," she said hoarsely.
I was able to control my concentration enough to note the approximate height of the first slave, and tried to memorize her nose size and particular armpit smell. It was all I could do.
Sandy shoved me to the next slave who was taller and guided my face to her nose. When I felt her nose touch mine I lapped upward into her nasal openings and probed deeply. She had some residue and a few small bits of it came out and I swallowed rapidly licking for more. Her nasal odor was a bit stronger than the first slave and as I sucked on her two openings a small amount of soft material come out.
I almost gagged but steeled myself and took it into my mouth and swallowed it. I tried to blank my mind and focus on the size and shape of her nose, and the unique smell of her breath. I quickly and desperately catalogued the information and when my face was shoved down to her armpit, I buried my nose in it and breathed deeply.
It was one of the most disgusting odors I'd experienced, not withstanding the putrid vaginal fumes I'd been exposed to, and I dove in, licking the skin under her thick armpit hair cleaning it from top to bottom.
I detected a pimple in the middle of her right armpit, and when she was turned, and I shoved my nose in her other underarm foliage, and cleaned it as well. I sucked her hair clean, licking it as cleaned it, and became a bit nauseous, but somehow forced myself to continue on.
As I lapped her other armpit the stinking sweat ran down over my nose and I was forced to swallow it. She stated her name firmly and without emotion. "Sally!"
The third slave was of medium height, and had a strong body odor. She had a sniffle and I cringed in horror as my face was brought to hers. I actually felt that I was about to vomit but somehow found the strength inside, and when Sandy shoved my nose to hers I steeled myself and vowed not to lose control. Her nose was running quite heavily by now and I lapped into her wet nasal openings and felt the salty snot dribble down over my lips.
I slurped the viscous drainage up and swallowed it and began to suck on her nose in an effort to get more out. I knew the Madam was watching very carefully for any sign of hesitation, and I vacuumed the thick snot out of her nose and ate it as it flowed in. I gagged, and sucked for more probing my tongue inside her wet nasal openings.
Just in time Sandy shoved me down to her disgusting armpit and found that she had the most vile odor of all so far. Her underarm was dripping with sweat and I sucked and licked it off and ate it, noting any possible distinguishing characteristic. I knew that I could identify most of them by one outstanding item or the other, so I was becoming more confident as I rapidly repeated info and names.
"Heather!," came the tearful reply.
The forth slave was very tall and as I struggled to clean her large nose openings a viscous and salty streamer of snot poured into my mouth and down my chin. The heavy workout had obviously loosened their sinus cavities, and now I was paying for it. I knew that if I hesitated for even a moment in my work I could face severe reprisal from the Madam, and I licked out the snot and swallowed it as I desperately held back my gag reflex.
I cleaned it all off and sucked her nose for any remaining liquid. I swallowed all I could and went to her armpits. Her underarms were massively bushy with hair, and I gagged a bit as I pressed in and began to lick through the wet pungent fur. It was more disgusting than I thought it would be and by the time I'd sucked the hair clean on her other armpit I was actually light headed and near vomiting. Her height, however would be a valuable tool in identifying her upon questioning.
"Janet!," came her loud reply.
I had snot all over my face now and I licked around my mouth to remove the thick droplet of it running down from my upper lip.
I had held it together so far, and I was sure I could identify them all if I kept my focus. The last and fifth slave, I discovered, had a bad sinus infection, and my stomach churned, on the verge of emptying out. I think I can safely state that the Madam chose her for this purpose, and I held back my gag reflex, and tried to appear calm.
Sandy slapped my ass hard again, and shoved my nose next to the woman's. As my nose touched hers I felt a thick rivulet of snot oozing down her upper lip as she desperately sniffed and swallowed the infectious drainage. The odor from her sinus was overpowering, and I gagged again, and almost hesitated, but could sense the Madam inches away, watching me carefully.
I heard her speak softly......"Careful, my worthless piece of shit....careful you do not miss this poor slaves nose or you will be in the torture room within minutes!"
I could hear the Madam's labored breathing a few inches away, and knew she was highly aroused by my predicament, and possibly masturbating.
I reached inside and gathered every last ounce of strength in me and lapped out rapidly, slurping a thick glob of snot into my mouth. I gagged,. but did not lose control and ate the thick viscous drainage as it poured out of her nose. I sucked her swollen nose and managed to extract a thick mass of mucous, and gulped it down, retching lightly as I did so.
She sniffled and sucked in the drainage and swallowed it but there was too much there.
"Suck her nose!," commanded the Madam, as she breathed heavily in my face.
I quickly clamped onto her flowing nose and sucked it, as more snot oozed out.
"Blow your nose slave!," she gasped, slapping the woman's ass sharply.
The women let out a mournful grunt and blew her nose heavily into my mouth. As the thick mass of salty snot scum filled my oral cavity I gagged and swallowed the nameless mess, gulping each time she blew outward.
Large clumps of thick snot pumped into my mouth as I gulped it down, and I gagged again, totally ready to vomit. I knew that I must hold, however, and let the woman completely empty her clogged sinus cavities as I gulped down the infected nasal paste.
Globs of thick snot were running from my cheeks and dripping from my chin by the time she finished, and when Sandy shoved my face into the overwhelming sweaty stink of her deep, hairy armpit, it was almost a relief.
She would be easy to identify....I think the Madam knew all this....and just wanted to watch my complete and total defilement. I suspected that she masturbated each night thinking about events such as this. When I had finished the second armpit. The snorting, sniffling woman said her name through her temporarily cleared nasal passages....."Susan!"
The offal that I had ingested began to give off gases that caused me to belch. The stink of what was in my stomach was beyond imagining. I knew I must make my mind forget this vastly disgusting event. I would not be able to eat normally again unless I did.
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When I'd finished I stood quietly, and heard shuffling as the slaves were brought to me one by one for testing. My mind was numb, repeating items, and when I licked the nose of the first slave I was able to identify her as Heather, a relatively light drainage from her nose....I quickly rubbed my face in her armpits and my estimate was confirmed from the peculiar stink of her underarm hair.
"Heather!," I gasped, "Heather!"
I heard the Madam's voice nearby....
"You needn't repeat, you ignorant cocksucker, once is enough!"
The next slaves nose was almost dry and without drainage and after rubbing my face in her stinking armpit again I pegged her as Debbie, the first in line.
"Debbie!," I stated solidly.
Nothing happened so I assumed I had been right. I think the Madam would probably have pounced on a mistake quickly if one had occurred.
The third slave was snorting, trying to swallow a heavy drainage, and without doubt I knew it was the last of the slaves........"Susan!," I grunted faintly.
Sandy grabbed my balls and twisted them painfully. "You're not getting off that easy dirtbag. Suck her nose again just to be sure. I had an involuntary urping reflex as I thought about Susan, but Sandy pinched my balls so hard I screamed and allowed Susan's face to be brought next to mine.
When my face touched hers I felt the thick wetness of her snot drainage, and as Sandy shoved my nose next to Susan's, snot poured over my mouth again.
"Suck her nose Bastardo!," commanded the Madam.
As my stomach began to go into involuntary purging I focused with all my strength, held it back, and clamped onto Susan's nose again. I was retching as the Madam again commanded Susan to blow her nose in my mouth.
Susan was crying as she blew hard, and a thick, salty, cheezy streamer of snot splattered against the back of my throat. I gagged and swallowed the mess, and clinched my stomach tightly as she blew in two more globs of thick tangy mucous. It took every ounce of my control but I swallowed every bit of the green pudding, as lumps of the odorous drainage dripped from my mouth.
I went from gagging to retching, barely maintaining my equilibrium, but as the next slaves were brought to me, I knew I had them now, all of them. The names I called were correct, and the madam stormed out of the door, slamming it hard.
She had a strange sense of fairness that I just could not understand...she could torture me any time she wanted to but chose to stick to her strange boundaries of fair play.
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I fought nausea all night long, and each time I thought of the impossible thing I had done to Susan for the Madam, I could not put the image out of my mind.
The shit flavored nutrients I had become accustomed to looked pretty good to me now, and in a few days I was back on schedule, as my training continued.
All of us were under a heavy performance mandate now, and we had no choice but to do whatever this astonishing situation demanded.
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A week later I would experience another mind bending experience that I would not forget.
On the next Saturday morning I was taken back to the area located near the older toilets where I had performed several times for so many lascivious women, eating crap out of toilets. In this case, however, I was escorted down a side hall to an exclusive, and private toilet area. Two guards were by my side as I padded nude, and hands secured behind, down the long corridors, and when we arrived at our destination I was secured to the floor by dog collar beside a fancy toilet bowl, in an expensive looking bathroom.
Nothing was said to me, and I waited for an hour, languishing beside the bowl, uncomfortably moving around to relieve the muscle strain. I knew that wherever I was in the mansion the Madam was probably watching, and was noting my every move.
Finally a door opened and I stared in utter and absolute shock at the woman who entered the room. She was a world famous celebrity and movie star, a very pretty and expensively dressed woman. I had seen her many times in films, and I was shocked and stunned by her appearance.
She walked over to me and squatted down briefly to speak to me.
"Hello...do you know who I am?"
"Yes mam," I stuttered, "oh yes I'd know you anywhere."
"We won't say my name will we?" She smiled brightly, and her beautiful face gave me goosebumps, just as she had in so many of her movies. She was gorgeous, and had one of the most perfect asses in the business. She sat in a chair next to the stool, and looked at me, smiling gently.
"I chose you from the list given me by the Madam who owns this establishment. She highly recommends you."
"Yes mam."
"I know what you like to do best....is it ok if we talk about it?"
I nodded my head involuntarily, star struck to be with her, especially to be singled out by her. Her perfume was absolutely mesmerizing and I looked at her in a daze as she smiled down at me.
"You needn't be ashamed at what you do," she offered, "we all have things that we enjoy and are best at."
I couldn't quite fathom what she was talking about but understanding was slowly seeping in.
She moved down closer and spoke in a whisper....."I want you to do it for me." She held her hands together and stared at me in the same warm way she had looked at so many leading men. "You know what I mean don't you?"
Slowly I began to comprehend what she was getting at and nodded my head in acceptance.
"It really turns me on....I just can't get enough of it. You understand don't you?"
I nodded eagerly, and smiled knowingly. I understood her meaning now, and it seemed to be that she wanted me to eat her shit. The whole idea was so numbing to me that I still couldn't get over my shyness and amazement.
"Do you really enjoy it?, she murmured, as she looked deeply into my eyes.
I licked my lips and for the first time in a long time I felt relaxed and at ease and not in terror. I had developed an insatiable craving to eat women's feces and had been cruelly forced to it for months now....and suddenly one of the most famous and beautiful movie stars in the business was asking me to do it for her.
My dick became hard instantly, and rubbed against the tiled floor, and she noticed this, and grinned widely. "Now I know you like it," she purred, "what are we going to do about it?"
I grinned eagerly up at her, hardly knowing how to express my thoughts, so I just let the words tumble out of me unguarded and uncensored.
"May I eat your shit please," I stammered.
She broke into an instant smile and sat back a bit looking at my naked body chained beside the toilet.
"I think we can arrange that if that's what you really want." She was teasing me but I knew she was completely serious, and I licked my lips slowly and blurted out my deepest desire.
"I want to....smell your crap......mam.....please."
"Do you want me to have a bowel movement in the stool and watch you eat it or perhaps do it another way," she offered, loosening the belt around her tight skirt.
I was becoming quite aroused by now and was needing a fix....the kind of fix that I had been addicted to for many weeks now.
I looked up at her in anticipation, and licked my lips again.
"I like it when the woman sits on the stool and raises her legs back so that she can have her movement and watch me eat it as it comes out."
She grinned widely....and stood....reaching down to pull up her skirt. She raised it to her hips and pulled off her panties tossing them on the floor. Her vagina was extraordinary....dark and hairy and moist, and I could smell her womanhood as she stood looking down at me. She turned around and bent over slightly, and opened her rear crack for me.
She had deep, wonderfully formed asscheeks, and her dark anus was hairy, and moist.
"Not many men have seen what you see now, " she chuckled, "and only a select few have done what you're going to do."
She walked over to the stool and sat down, raising her skirt far back so that her vagina was open for viewing. She looked at me as she slowly raised her wonderful legs back and sat so that her anus was exposed and slightly above the outer rim of the toilet. Her rear hole was very deep and dark and exquisite, and perfectly formed.
I moved in closely and put my head right on top of the front rim and inches from her dark anus. She was still smiling as she held her legs back and began to strain slightly, looking at me intently as she did so. She was working up a turd, and I knew that it might take a few minutes.
"What does shit taste like?," she grunted, as she continued her efforts.
"Not much," I said, "but it sure stinks terribly."
"Then why do you like it?," she groaned, moving her asshole right near my mouth.
"I can't help it now," I said, looking up at her, "it's a very powerful addiction."
She focused on me and looked into my eyes as her efforts were rewarded. My mouth was an inch from her hairy shithole and as a turd began to emerge from her nasty sphincter opening, it expanded greatly to allow the lump of crap to pass through.
I placed my mouth over her anus and the turd began to slide out and into my mouth. I opened widely and the large chunk of feces slid right between my open lips. The stink was overpowering, and supercharged my libido. I opened up fully as she continued to strain, and soon a large portion of the brown log was in my mouth.
I took it all in and began chewing frantically, and gulped down chunks of the nasty mass of waste. I ate it as it was forced out and she gasped in pleasure as she watched me. "Oooooooooo......you're so disgusting," she cooed, "you filthy thing!," she breathed, as I ate more of her brown waste.
I had eaten all of the first lump and she farted and another thick mass moved out of her distended craphole and directly into my open, shit stained mouth. She held her legs tightly back as I chewed and gulped down her offal, and she reached down and pulled my head to her moist anus and rubbed it in firmly.
I looked up at her as I licked the soft crap out of her asshole, and gulped it down eagerly as more was squeezed out. I sucked her ass as she looked down grunting
obscenely.
"Eat it you fuck....eat my shit....you fucking lowlife....shit eating son of a bitch!"
I knew the foul language was part of her enjoyment, and understood perfectly.
She let up for a few moments as I slurped out dollops of the soft stinking shit cream, and then pushed even harder as a very large chunk of crap began to ooze out. "Oh fuck!," she gasped, "here's more for you! You're so good at this dear! You love it don't you?"
Her beautiful face was strained in effort now, and as she pushed and grunted a very large piece of shit popped out and into my wide open mouth. I chewed frantically as she sighed in relief, and swallowed the massive piece in three or four bites.
She was actually having an orgasm, and began to shake uncontrollably as she expelled another portion of her bowel movement directly into my open oral cavity. My face was smeared all over with thick brown cream, and she quivered from her intense vaginal spasm, and cuntjuice dripped into the bowl.
Suddenly one last log of crap came sliding out without warning, and fell into the toilet water, making a big splash.
"Eat it from the water, " she grunted in extreme arousal, "eat it out of the water, please."
I pushed my head down into the bowl near the front as she pulled her legs all the way back, and grabbed the floating chunk with my teeth, biting off a piece. I raised my head up and looked at her as she gazed at me in disbelief, and she stared at me, gripped by lust, as I bobbed up and down, and ate the lump piece by piece.
"I don't fucking believe you!," she moaned, "you've got to be kidding me!"
I began to jack off and looked up at her as I pumped my meat. I groaned and ejaculated on the floor as she smiled gently down at me.
"Good for you!, she smiled, "good for you!"
I sat back and rested, my face covered with a thick coating of stinking waste cream.
"Darling you and I will have to do this often!, " she gushed, "I've found someone to do it the way I like it and I'm not going to let you go. I'm sure your Madam will approve at ten thousand an appointment."
"I have several celebrity girl friends who like it this way too, and I believe they will start coming here to see you."
"She wiped her ass and offered the thick paste on the toilet paper to me. I ate the brown pudding off of it and she did this several times. When she had cleaned her ass thoroughly she stood and put her panties back on.
Her perfume still hung in the air, along with the smell of her bowel movement, and as she put her belt on and adjusted her skirt she looked down at me and twisted her lips into a half sarcastic grin......"You eat shit real good...and that's a complement, believe me. I know several big female stars who would just love to see you do to them what you've done for me."
She started to leave but stopped and crossed her arms looking at me. "Better clean your lips off, you don't want that stuff to dry. You be good now, and like I said, just keep doing what you're best at....If you ever see me in the movies again you can say to yourself....I ate that movie star's shit!! Won't that be special?"
In another half hour the guards came and took me back to my room. I felt so relieved from my time with the amazing woman that I slept very well that night. I had experienced the dream of a lifetime in all this misery, and knew that there would be more of the same. The Madam would be incensed about this....but money was far more important to her than even my destruction, of that I was sure.
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