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Filthy femdoms: forced oral

Part 10



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For the next several days I seemed be treated with a bit  more civility by the perverted staff.  The edge had been  taken off my duties, and I was given less burdensome scat  chores.  I couldn't say for sure, but things looked better,  at least for the moment.  However, I had learned from hard  experience that nothing was really predictable here, and I  could never be sure from day to day what would happen to me.




I was required to eat the Madam's shit only sporadically  now, in that she had acquired several new whipping boys, and  a few unfortunate women, to do her most disgusting  obligations.  I was especially grateful for that, because  the Madam had seemingly taken on different nutritional  habits that frankly left a more abhorrent stink and flavor  to her rear expulsions. In addition, she was busy setting up  several more operations just like this one, and in her  travels she had far less spare time to torment the inmates.




The relief was palpable, and I breathed easier for the first  time in weeks.  After my incredible session with the movie  star, I had no doubt that I would be required to serve in  that capacity again, before long.  It was deeply erotic for  me, and the impression that it left was capable of bringing  me to near orgasm if I dwelled on it.  Masturbation or  ejaculation was forbidden here though, unless directed by  one of the staff, or as part of a session venue.




After my aphrodisiacs and medications, and training  appointment, I was taken to the other part of the mansion,  and placed in a comfortable office.  As always I was nude  and with hands restrained behind me.  The guards sat me in a  chair and left me.  I was a little apprehensive but actually  did not feel that I was to be punished or tortured.  A large  absorbent pad had been placed under the chairs and immediate  area so that the carpet underneath would be protected.  I  had a pretty good feeling about why that was there.




I waited for about ten minutes and two very attractive women  in their mid forties came in.  They were smiling, and I must  say extremely pretty, and wore tight business suits which  seemed to place them in some kind of professional capacity.   I have seen older women who were greatly endowed, but never  like this.  Each of them possessed a perfect ass and tits,  and I had never seen more wonderfully formed bodies in my  life.  They were unfamiliar to me though, I had never seen  them before.




I immediately experienced an erection, and looked down,  afraid of their reaction.  My stiff pecker bobbed and  dripped precum, but they seemed not to care about this at  all.  They both sat before me in two comfortable chairs, and  looked at me for a moment.  What secret torment awaited me,  I had no idea, but somehow I did not feel threatened by  them.




One on them was blond, and the other a redhead. The blond  smiled and spoke softly. 




"We're going to call you slave, because, after all, that's  what you are, you must admit.  My name is Susan, and my  friend is Sandy."




Sandy shuffled a bit, and smiled broadly, "Hello", she  murmured, "I'm very glad to meet you."




I looked down at my jerking dick hoping it would not  ejaculate involuntarily. I was so shocked by this turn of  events that I could only concentrate on something non  sexual, to keep my gonads in check.  This new approach was a  complete mystery to me.




Susan continued...."Sandy and I are going to interview you,  find out something about you, and then we will begin a  training process that will continue for as long as you are  here."  She nearly whispered when she made her next comment,  and I had to listen carefully to understand.




"I really wouldn't worry about your ultimate safety slave,  your time here will be finite, and eventually you will be  released, but you must admit that the owners must get their  money's worth for all the training that they have lavished  on you, and I'm afraid it could be an indeterminate length  of servitude."




She was so fucking hot I was shaking from lust, and the  other woman was having the same effect on me.  Oh how I  longed to fuck them.  I banished such thoughts from my mind  and blanked myself to any and all stray thoughts.




"Do you like our bodies?," grinned Susan.  "You may speak  freely here when spoken to, as a matter of fact we would  like you to feel completely relaxed, but you must remain  bound for obvious reasons."




"Yes mam," I choked out, "I like your bodies very much!" 




They smiled broadly and Susan leaned over to me a bit, and  her fragrance made me incredibly hot.




"That's good slave, you make a mature woman feel very good  about herself, doesn't he Sandy?"




Sandy leaned in a bit also, and her intoxicating scent was  just as erotic.




"I like it when a man ogles my ass," Sandy whispered softly,  "I like it a lot!




Susan and I both like to have our asses admired, as a matter  of fact, like the other women here, it is our reason for  being when it comes to men."




They both sat back momentarily, still smiling gently.  "We  are clinical psychologists, and we are also both paid  members of the Madam's staff.  You have not seen us as yet  because our duties are specific, and focused."




She put her face next to mine, and her shiny,  glossed lips  parted only slightly as she spoke....."We are also  dominatrix, and have been so for most of our lives.  We have  learned greatly from our experience, and consequently we use  both sides of the whip in treating our slaves."




She kissed my lips briefly, and sat back. 




"Wanting to do something, and being tortured and forced to  do something, are two entirely different things," she  breathed lavishly, "and our vast experience has made us  quite expert at both.  But when a man does something because  he loves it, and is not just addicted to it, or forced to do  it, now that is the ultimate that a femdom strives for."




"You realize that you can't escape what is required of you  here, don't you?"




"Yes mam," I said, looking into her eyes, "I accept that."




"Good, we'll start from there."




They moved in closely and sat next to me, one on each side  at an angle, about eighteen inches away.  Their breathing  became more labored, and I suddenly detected a familiar, and  musky,  feminine odor, and knew that they were both very  much aroused.  Their large, and perfectly formed breasts  were open to my lustful gaze, and their labored breathing  filled the immediate area in front of me, and created an  almost stifling, but extremely erotic stuffiness.




Their perfect bodies filled out their expensive skirts in an  astonishing manner, and I gulped, and swallowed, and looked  from one to the other with great uncertainty, and great  lust.




Susan looked deeply into my eyes while Sandy looked at my  bouncing cock.  Neither one of them had touched it.




"Do you like to eat a woman's shit?", she whispered. Looking  intently at me. 




I couldn't bear the close stare, and looked down  involuntarily, and she quickly grabbed my chin and raised my  eyes to her's again.




"No no, my good slave, look at me at all times and interact  with me.  Do you understand what I mean when I say interact  with me?"




I looked nervously into her wonderful eyes, and nodded my  head yes.




"You needn't feel ashamed of being a shit eater, if that's  what you're best at, and you enjoy it....well it seems  ludicrous to be bothered about it."




"Have you ever loved a woman?" she asked,  rubbing her hand  over my face gently.




"Yes mam, I have, at least I once did."




"Then you know how it feels don't you?"




"Yes mam."




"Sandra and I are going to teach you to make love to a  woman's vagina, buttocks and anus, do you understand me?"




I was still baffled as to this strange experience, but I  indicated that I could grasp her meaning adequately.




"Good," she purred, "let us begin."






Sandy began to rub my penis, and balls, and gently kneaded  them between her soft fingers.




"Don't you ejaculate!"  she said, opening her ruby lips  slightly, "don't cum until I tell you to, ok."




I looked at her seriously...."yes mam."




She looked deeply into my eyes, as she expertly, and softly,  played with my balls.




"You already need to eat a woman's shit, it's become a  severe addiction for you, but why not love eating a woman's  shit, and be able to make love to a woman's asshole and cunt  with your mouth and tongue, and have that wonderful feeling  of fulfillment when you are rewarded with a mouthful of  bowel waste."




I stared deeply into her eyes and was quite mesmerized,   "Yes mam."




Susan replaced Sandy's hand on my balls and began to massage  them gently,  "You're going to fall in love with our cunts  and assholes, and the wonderful rear crack that makes you so  horny", she said softly, "and you know what, we just love  that, and we often orgasm when we watch a man lovingly eat  our shit.  However, in your case it will be mostly love, and  in ours.....mostly lust."  She looked at Sandy and they both  smiled.




"We must also degrade you very deeply while you are making  love to our waste openings, it's what we do, and you've come  to like that too, haven't you?"




I looked at her and slowly blinked my eyes...."Yes  mam....I....."




"Good!",  said Susan.




"Men always fall in love with our rear cracks, Sandy and I,   and you know why, because they are so perfect, you will  rarely see ass like this my horny friend."




I could smell both their cunts by now, the aroma was  palpable, and when Susan stood and motioned me to my knees,  I dropped at once, and my pecker slid against the cloth  below. 


She sat looking over me, and Sandra stood and removed her  panties.  I couldn't believe the sight of her wonderful ass  and massive bush, the thick, dark matting covering her  vagina was moist and fulsome, and wet.  Her reproductive  smell wafted outward to me, causing my erection to increase  noticeably, if that were possible.




She sat down again, and spread her magnificent legs widely,  raising them back to expose her murky, and hirsute cunthole.   Her dark hairy asshole puckered in and out as she settled  herself, and her vaginal juices had wet down her anal area  somewhat.




I cannot remember being so horny, and my tongue licked  around my lips involuntarily at the sight of her awesome  vaginal pit.




Sandy rubbed her hand around her musky hairpie, and wet down  her fingers.




"Bet you've never seen a cunt like that, huh?", she said,  smiling lightly. 




"No mam, never!"




Susan reached over with a small hand towel and wiped  Sandra's dripping hole with it, shoving it in deeply and  letting it sop up some of the cream.  Then she took the wet  towel and rubbed it all over my face.  The odor was mind  boggling, and I became a bit faint as I inhaled the pungent  fumes.




Sandy pulled my head down to her hairy mess and rubbed the  back of my neck gently.  "Make love to it",  she murmured,  "french kiss inside me."




She opened her cunt lips and her deep tunnel glistened with  thick juices as she pulled my face in firmly.  I immediately  pushed my lips inside her, and partly down the wet hole, and  began to kiss her funky inner recesses passionately.




She moaned and continued to rub her hands over my hair and  neck as she buried my face in her musky nest.  I frenched  deeply into her slick hole, and the smell drove me into a  frenzy of lust and passion. 




As I kissed her obscene open slit, I began to lap my tongue  in rapidly, and she began to masturbate herself, still  holding tightly to my head. 




I actually felt as though I were in love with her sopping  vagina as I swallowed her copious drainage, and the  overpowering fragrance of her perfume and nasty cunny juice  sent me into a passionate kissing and sucking frenzy that I  had never experienced before.




"That's it my eager slave, love Sandy's cunt!"




She held my head tightly and made a strange squealing sound  as she jerked sharply upward with her hips.




A massive gusher of slimy, putrid vaginal cream gushed into  my mouth, and the strange feelings of affection and love I  had for her swampy female reproductive opening made me  swallow the mess voraciously. As her steaming  offal  splattered all over my face and between my open lips, I  gulped again and again, eating mouthful after mouthful of  her disgusting sludge.




Susan gently kneaded my balls between her fingers as I ate  the funky mass of cunt syrup, and I held back reluctantly as  I ate Sandy's overpowering orgasm.




I was in a frenzy now, and had never felt this for a woman  before, and the sight of her large bulbous asshole commanded  me to suck it, and my tongue lapped around her thick, large,   anal opening.  I forced my long talented lick pole inward  into shit cream, and I lapped it out, and captured it in my  mouth and gulped it down insanely.




She went into another orgasm as I sucked out her stinking  brown cream, and as I swallowed it she screamed and thrashed  about, rubbing my face all over her hairy craphole while she splattered it with another streamer of her viscous pussy sauce.




It was the most disgusting, yet the most erotic cunt licking  I had done in my life, and I actually fell in love with her  lower openings at that moment, just as they had predicted,  and I knew I would be addicted to the indescribable smell of  her juices from then on. 




Her long cunt hairs filled my mouth and nose, and I could  only swallow them with the rest of her intimate meal.




Sandy took several towels and wiped her vagina clean as I  watched, my face still inches from her frothy snatch, and  grinned down at me as she cleaned herself.




"You did very, very well slave," she gushed, "Susan and I  will keep you in mind from this point onward, you may  believe me!"




Sandy stood and pulled her panties back on, while Susan  wiped my face thoroughly with a clean towel.  Sandy's  perfect body drove me up the wall as she pulled it tightly  against her form fitted skirt, and she moved her marvelous  ass around seductively, understanding my hopeless passion  for her rear.




Susan stood and removed her skirt, as well as panties, and  stood there naked except for her blouse and suit top.  Her  ass was so perfect that the sight was breathtaking, and I  licked my lips passionately, not believing these two older  women, and their unheard of  body development.  Susan's  asscheeks stuck out in a very pronounced way, and I had  never seen a woman of any age with such exaggerated  development of the buttocks.




She must have driven the boys crazy in high school.




She moved next to me, and stood looking down.  She grinned  and moved around for me, and wiggled her ass a bit in my  face, and bent over so that I could see her deep, perfectly  formed anus.  I was near orgasm now, just looking at her,  but knew that I must hold for the moment, and wait until  they allowed me to get my nuts off.




"You are going to fall in love with my ass", she said in a  throaty tone, "and you are going to make love to my little  farthole as often as I wish.  My nasty friend back there  just loves to be kissed and sucked, and she loves to feed  the slaves nasty things as a reward."




She raised one leg up and put it on the chair and looked  back at me smiling as she pulled her cheeks apart.  "Do you  like my asshole?," she grunted, rubbing her vagina.




My face was inches from her wonderful rear crevasse, and the  sight of her deep, dark, and hairy shithole sent me into  another spasm of lust.  My cock was bouncing again, touching  the cloth surface, and I tried to take my mind off my  erection and focus on what was the most disgustingly erotic  asshole I'd ever seen.




Her asscheeks nearly buried the brown treasure hole, and she  had to pull them widely apart for me.  Her crap chute was  perfectly formed, with a thick anal ring, and was covered  with a light hairy covering that, I'm sure contained at  least some residue from her latest toiletry efforts.




I was sure that I could penetrate her obscene anus with my  tongue, but was actually a bit afraid that it would clamp  onto my poor licker and not let it go.  Her perfect butthole  was opening and closing as she masturbated herself, and she  looked back down at me in a lustful passion, licking her  beautiful lips.




"Now very gently kiss my ass all over", she groaned, "kiss  it and lick it too, and clean it well.  My nasty friend back  there wants to make passionate love to you, so treat her  like the prize she is." 




I immediately bent forward and kissed her asscheeks as she  smiled down at me.  I kissed them all over and moved around  the incredible mounds and licked them thoroughly as I  smooched on them, tasting her salty residue, and possibly  the residue from the last toilet seat that she had used.




I was in a trance of lust kissing her protruding butt from  top to bottom and the wonderful scent of her exotic perfume  made me swoon in pleasure.




She opened her large, deep asscrack for me and pushed out on  her amazing anal sphincter, causing it to open widely and  close.  When she opened her asshole I could smell the  contents inside, and when I finally stuck my nose in and  rubbed it up and down against her slightly stained butt  crevasse, the odor sent an electric charge through me, and I  moaned and breathed in deeply until I was light headed.




"Kiss my friend," she said softly, "kiss her wonderful mouth  and make her feel loved."




I slowly brought my lips in to her fragrant anal opening and  kissed it lightly, savoring the wonderful nastiness, and as  I kissed it all over it opened widely for me.




"Now you must french kiss my friend," she breathed, "show  her your passionate need for her."




I quickly clamped my lips over her brown, hairy, rear  orifice, and gave it a deeper french kiss than I had ever  bestowed on any female, and my tongue slid in expertly to  the hilt as she moved gently back against me.  I kissed her  asshole passionately as I tongue fucked it, and her funky,  and erotic odor smeared all over my face.




"Suck my asshole, she has a gift for you."




I was beside myself with lechery now, and sucked voraciously  as my tongue poked deep inside her rectum. 




"Here's a nasty kiss for you," she grunted in lust, and she  strained and forced a large, ripping fart directly into my  mouth.  The powerful breakwind blew through my nasal  passages and down my gullet as I inhaled, and she followed  through with several more loud, and smelly puffs of inner  gas as I gulped them. 




In a very strange kind of way I was deeply enamored by her  open asshole, and fucked my tongue in rapidly and deeply as  I frenched her odorous inner boundaries, and was not  surprised when she shouted at me with a wheezing gasp........




"Ohhhhhhhh.....eat my fucking shit you lowlife son of a  bitch!"




Just then a thick hardened log of crap pushed outward into  my open mouth, and in an insane spasm of lust I gobbled it  and chewed the mass quickly and swallowed as fast as I  could.




Suddenly I felt Sandra's hands on my super hard pecker, and  she jacked it off rapidly as I chewed and ate the stinking  turd.  I gulped and took in the next lump of shit, and my  entire face was smeared with her fetid stench as I ate it  down, grunting in uncontrollable carnality.  I yelled and  pumped my hips against Sandra's relentless hand job, and  squirted several thick streamers of hot semen all over the  carpet.




I lapped my tongue far inside Susan's disgusting craphole,  turning it around and pulling out the softer shit, and  slavered it down with psychotic efficiency.




She was grunting and yelling, and screaming obscenities as I  ate her full bowel movement, and Sandra would not stop her  merciless masturbatory efforts until I had ejaculated  several times.




Finally Susan pulled her leg off the chair and staggered,  holding onto the back as Sandra handed her a roll of toilet  paper.  Susan was sweating noticeably by now, and looked at  me in disbelief as she wiped her ass repeatedly.  She threw  the leavings into a trash can, and finally wet down a paper  towel and cleaned and dried herself thoroughly.




"Out of fucking sight!", she groaned, "I don't fucking  believe it!"




She pulled her panties on and her skirt, and straightened  her clothing as they both stared at me.




She bent down and kissed me on the top of the head, and  rubbed her hand through my hair. 




"You know I'm not going to kiss you on the lips after what  you just did," she grinned.




"You suck ass real good," she whispered, "real fucking good,  and I love the way you  adored my nasty friend back there  but, I've got to tell you, you are one disgusting, shit  eating bastard!  But I like that!"




She kissed me on the head again and so did Sandra, and they  left me there kneeling, covered with cunt juice and shit,  and with semen dripping from my spent pecker.




Soon the guards came and took me back to my the other side  of the mansion, and allowed me to shower.  After kissing  their ass, I was led back to my cell, and given some rest  time.




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I lay in my bed and slept for a few restful hours and was  finally awakened when the Madam's second in command entered  my cell.  This red headed bitch tormented the inmates here  constantly, both male and female, without mercy.  Her  torture room sessions were infamous, and no one dare  aggravate her or suffer the consequences.  She could do no  wrong in the eyes of the Madam.




She had two guards with her, and she looked impassively at  me, and motioned for me to follow her.  My guts began to  churn, and terror overcame me as I groveled to the best of  my ability, to please her.  She was gorgeous, with crimson  hair, and a well formed ass, and she was drop dead pretty,  as well as completely ruthless in her methods. 




She didn't say a word as the guards cuffed me and led me out  into the hallway.


I had done nothing that I could remember to deserve her  anger, and was greatly puzzled as they led me down to the  one place that I had not visited yet, the main torture room.   She looked sideways at me as we walked and I was becoming  weak in the knees dreading what appeared to be a punishment  session.




We entered the well equipped  room of suffering, and the  guards took me to the center and stood me in a fixture  standing up.  I was shaking like a leaf and pleaded with my  eyes for mercy as I was firmly strapped in.  The guards left  and she stood in front of me.




There were four women in the spectator area, paying clients  to torture sessions.  They merely looked on in fascination,  and had obviously taken drugs of one form or another to  enhance the entertainment.




The gorgeous redhead slapped my face hard and grabbed my fully erect penis.




"The Madam is away on business and she has left me in  control of the facility.  It is my opinion that you escaped  punishment far too easily during the snot eating  session.....yes you bastard, you remember that don't  you.....and I intend to put that straight now.  I'm going to  be easy on you this time, since you have performed in a  fairly adequate manner for the Madam up to now, but should  you come back here to me for any reason I will torture you  so that you won't be able to piss for a week without  screaming."




"Now my clever shit eater, I have five lashes for you, and I  intend to make them hurt you.  I hope you scream loudly as a  warning to the other inmates."




She went behind me and removed a rubber hose from the wall.   She slapped my asscheeks  with her hand several times to make the skin more sensitive, and stepped back.  I tensed  my muscles waiting for the first blow but a full minute  passed, and I had begun to wonder what she was doing.




Suddenly an extremely hard whack of the hose made me scream outloud, and the  excruciating pain made me shake uncontrollably.  The next  blow was exactly on top of the first and I howled in  horrified pain as the searing agony tore through both cheeks  of my ass.




I quivered and pulled against the straps and screeched at  the third lash, and the last two lashes found a new spot on  my poor ass creating another horrific rush of screaming  pain.




She then put the hose back up on the wall as I stood there  shaking in agony,  it had hurt so badly that tears filled my  eyes.




She moved in front of me, and her really nice ass, and tight  skirt were a sight to behold.  She retrieved a strange  looking receptacle from a wall cabinet, and brought it over  to me.  It had a nozzle on the bottom for attachment of a  hose, and  it was shaped like a large flexible bowl and had  a cover on the top.




There was a toilet stool nearby, and she removed the cover  on the container and placed the receptacle in the toilet  bowl.  It was a perfect fit and she looked slyly at me.




"I took a laxative an hour ago and you know I'm about ready  to crap my pants, I might not even make it to the stool,  I've been farting for awhile now.  Do you think I'll make  it?"




My eyes were wet from the ache in my ass and I just looked  pleadingly at her without saying a word.




"Mmmmmmmmm.....I guess I'd better get to it before it's too  late."




"I ought to shit my pants and make you eat it out."




Then she pulled her skirt up and sat down on the bowl.  She  looked intensely at me,  as several farts exploded from her  rear followed by a gusher of liquid feces.  She grinned as  the stink filled the area in front of us and I was unable to  do more than look blankly at her, and shake from the pain.  Overhead fans removed the odor quickly, so that the  sensibilities of the paying guests would not be offended.   Soon she had almost filled the container, and she got up to  look at it. 




"Oh fuck, I'm going to be sick!," she laughed.   She  squatted down and pissed in the receptacle, and then got up  again and spit in it several times.  She put the top on the  vessel and tightened it.  Then she wiped her ass and flushed the toilet.  She shook the container around to  mix the contents thoroughly, and attached a clear hose to  the bottom.  The hose was about a foot long with a half inch  thick.




The bottom of the repository had a valve so that the flow of  fluid from inside could be controlled.




The she stood in front of me and sat the container in a  holder just above my mouth.  She fastened it in and smeared  the hose with some kind of lubricant.




She then pinched my nose and  quickly shoved a mouth  spreader device into my open gullet and fastened it to the  frame, so that my mouth was forced wide open.




"As I told you earlier, I'm going to be easy on you this  time but you might find this a bit uncomfortable.  She held  a spray bottle just inside my mouth and sprayed several  times, flooding my throat with a bitter liquid.




"Swallow!", she said pinching my dick.




I quickly drank the strange liquid and could feel it's  coolness all the way down into my stomach. I was horrified  at her intent but knew there was nothing whatever that I  could do.  This had been a bizarre day from the beginning  and now this disgusting slut was going to do her thing with  me.




"This will prevent you from vomiting dirtbag", she said,  "you will not be able to puke no matter what you have in  your stomach. You'll have to live with it and digest it.


It will also deaden your gag reflex so that I can get my  tube down into your tummy." 




She took the hose tip and slowly moved it to the back of my  throat.  I was straining against the straps and sweating as  the tube began to enter my gullet.  I was extremely  uncomfortable and as she slowly shoved the tube down my  esophagus I struggled to breathe and pushed violently  against the restraints.  I looked at her in terror as she  continued to push the tube down my eating passage, and the  thought of what was in the container was more ghastly than  anything I'd ever experienced before.




She was enjoying my panic greatly, smiling in pleasure at my  suffering.  Finally she had the tip through my esophagus and  down inside my stomach and grinned at me as she turned the  release valve on the full receptacle.  I could see the brown  scuzz begin to flow into the transparent tube and pulled  feverishly in all directions as the liquid began to flow  down my throat into my stomach.




I was gagging and grunting, making strange sounds of horror,   as the disgusting swill continued to flow into my throat.   I could feel my stomach begin to fill as the horrific fluid  flowed in and was almost incoherent as the last of it moved  down the tube. She began jacking me off during the filthy  process and soon had me near ejaculation.  Finally,  just as  the last of the fetid liquid emptied out of the receptacle,  and into my bloated guts, I jerked uncontrollably, and spit  a thick seminal discharge into her hand.  My dick squirted  again and again as she pumped me, and my nausea was  tangible, despite  the intense pleasure of my orgasm.




I was whining piteously and gagging in complete abhorrence  as she slowly pulled the tube out, and my throat finally  expelled it in a desperate gasp for air, and the putrid and  stinking fluid was deposited on my tongue and I had to  swallow it.




She removed the container and the mouth stretcher, and lay  them down.  She looked curiously at me as I gagged and tried  to vomit,  but she was right, I was unable to do so despite  the incomprehensible sewage that had been forced into my  gut.  She pulled her skirt back on and sent for the guards.   She released me from the fixture and I was barely able to  stand. 




"How did you like that you fucking pig?, I've just degraded  you in a way that you will never forget.  You'll remember  our little session for the rest of your life, and every time  you see me, and you will feel like the piece of shit you  are. Now get your ass out of here!"




My throat was on fire from the painful stretching by the  hose, and with my hands still cuffed behind me the guards  took me back to my room.




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I lay down in horror, trying to retch but was unable to, and  probably for the best.  I had digested much worse than this,  but the way that it was forced into me had a very serious  psychological effect, and I fell into a deep depression the  rest of the day.  The 'acting Madam' allowed me the  remainder of the afternoon to recover, and I stayed near the  toilet, but was never able to expel the sickening slime  filling my guts.  In a day or two I would be human again,  hopefully.




Later I fell into a miserable sleep, wanting the disgusting refuse in my stomach to digest rapidly. It  had been a day I would never forget, but unfortunately, most days here were like that.
















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