Filthy femdoms: forced oral

 

             Filthy Femdoms: forced oral-part 11

These sexual fantasy stories are intended as adult fetish  entertainment, and consist of extremely dangerous activities and scenes that have nothing to do with reality, and should  be read and viewed in that light.

By the evening I had recovered somewhat and was able to eat  nutritious food similar to that fed me in the training  rooms.  A small bowl of brown smelly paste, and a glass of  yellow liquid identical in flavor and smell to a woman's  urine.  It had been quite some time since I had eaten real  food, and I could barely remember what it tasted like.  I  think that if I did have the opportunity to eat a hamburger  and fries at this point, the delicious flavor would be a  major shock for me.

I could only eat a little, and remained a bit nauseous as  the disgusting swill in my belly began to pass out of my  system.

The special food was designed to be absorbed by my coated  intenstines, though the putrid foriegn matter was not.  Nutrition could be assimilated even in the nameless sea of  offal to maintain my body.  I always suffered severe  diarrhea after sessions like this, and stayed near the stool  to eliminate the refuse quickly. 

By morning I was feeling much better, and an injection of  vitamins and other heathful ingredients facilitated my  recovery.

Things went fairly well for a few days, and the Madam of the  manor was still absent, no doubt busy installing new  facilities like this one for the betterment of mankind.  My  bitterness was indescribable, but the fact that I was an  extreme addict to these things created a major conflict, and  I suffered from deep depression much of the time.  The other  inmates were in the same predicament, and we shared our  misery and consoled each other by our passing looks of  understanding.

The females were now engaged in heavy gang suck situations,  in which they were forced to eat large amounts of cum from  the crowds of male donators, as well as the shit meals fed  them afterward. I pitied them since they had it worse than I and the other males here in a very real sense. 

I heard that there had been two escape attempts in the past  month, and the two males involved had been sent to Mistress  Bonnie's deep torture area for severe punishment,  modification, and indoctrination.

I had never been in this area, and had suffered severe  treatment in her less stingent torture room, but that was  more than enough for me, and I shuddered at the prospect of  aggravating her or the other women here enough to deserve  such a fate.

Word was that the men were like zombies after being released, and would not, or could not communicate normally with people around them for days. There was no way to tell what had been done to them.  One woman had suffered a similar fate after her escape attempt, and seemed incapable of telling anyone of her time with the sadistic Bonnie, and had several catatonic episodes afterward.

I think no one in their right mind would consider an escape after these events, and all of us withdrew into our little world of humiliation and mistreatment each day, trying to find some gratification and release from the misery.

The beautiful clinical psychologists that I had encountered apparently served as therapists in some capacity here, but how their skills in this regard could be effective under the circumstances was a mystery to me.  They had shown me a measure of affection and caring that I desperately needed, but with the result that I had been  brought to my sub human level once again, and introduced to the idea of falling in love with their lower orifices in the process of being dehumanized.

The truth was that I had always loved women's bodies, and the pleasure of oral sex, but that pleasant feeling had been replaced by an insane craving and addiction after my time here,  that drove me to degrade myself beyond what words could describe.

Under any circumstances I went into a frenzy when commanded to do my disgusting work under direction of the dommes, whatever the situation.

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The next Friday morning domme Vera and a guard came for me after breakfast.  Vera was beautiful, as were they all, and she had reddish brown hair and an exotically pretty face and fabulous ass.  She was classy and sophisticated, and her fragrance and dress always made me profoundly horny.

She stood looking at me as the guard cuffed me, and had neither the look of impatience nor acceptance. 

"So Crapman, it seems that you are to have another session with a movie star. You must have pleased this lady very much to receive such a shining recommendation from her, and at $10000 a go.  We just want to talk to you before your session, you still have thirty minutes yet."

They all referred to me as Crapman, among other choice titles, and the name carried the deepest possible intent for character insult in my case.

She patted me on my ass and rubbed it lightly, and gave me an inscrutible look as I was ushered out the door and down to the domme spaces.  She opened the door to the conference room and they led me inside where all of the staff were sitting at a long expensive looking table.  I almost lost it there, and began to shake uncontrollably as they all grinned at me.

To be in the presence of them all at one time was more than I could absorb.  Vera rubbed my bare ass again and sat at the table in front of me.

"Don't get all excited," she said in her superior manner, we just want to talk to you for a bit.  I trembled and my erection became full blown as they looked at me.

"Now Crapman, you're to have a scat session with your moviestar friend again, and this time you will also service another female moviestar who is a companion of hers.

Their business is very important to us, and the fact that they can bring in many more of their acquintances over time.  For some mysterious reason you've mesmerized this  beautiful starlet with your shit eating skills, and she is quite taken with you."

She looked quietly at me in a curious manner....."I must admit that you eat shit very well, but does her bowel movement taste better than mine?" 

I looked at her in amazement and tried to formulate a proper response.

"Don't worry Crapman, just say what you think."

I stammered as I looked at the gorgeous and cruel ladies. 

"No mam, I think all of your shit tastes just as good, but since she's a movie star and all...."

She shifted and grinned slightly at the other dommes....."That's a good answer toiletboy, and I think quite honest." 

Mistress Bonnie spoke up and I was trembling uncontrollably as she addressed me.

"After you do your two movie stars you will come back here in three hours and describe to us the exact taste and smell of their shit.  I want a precise and detailed description of how you ate it, and the special stink associated with it, and how chewable it was. You may jackoff during your session but you must not cum under any circumstances, do you understand what I'm saying?"

I nodded in fear and awe, assuring her that I would do just that.  I didn't know how the Madam of the manor would view all of this, but Mistress Bonnie was fully in charge, and her word was law in the Madam's absence.

Mistress Vera slapped my ass playfully, and I was again taken across the manor to the special bathroom where I had serviced the beautiful movie star, and I was beaming with joyful anticipation at the prospect.  I shamed myself thinking about eating her stinking bowel movement, and had to remind myself of the impossibly disgusting thing I had done, but I had given in to my unthinkable addiction completely, and could now easily experience an orgasm while gulping feces from an attractive female.

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I didn't care anymore, this particular chore was not a chore at all for me, and a deep tickling feeling inside me grew to an indescribable fit of butterflies in my stomach as I knelt beside the fancy toilet stool, attached to the floor by my dog chain.

Though my hands were free I knew that there were guards watching outside the door and that if I made any attempt at escape they would be on me in a second, and then to Mistress Bonnie's horror dungeon. Nothing was further from my mind, and I would use my hands only for what was needed including masturbation.

I noticed another fixture that had not been there before, a special fancy toilet seat with a hole in it and a padded  area below for someone's head to lie.  Of course I knew it would be my head and I wondered how that would go.

I waited only ten minutes this time, and I jumped as the door opened, and my stomach did a flip flop of anticipation. In truth I was so horny at this point that I felt a bit of nausea, and focused my mind on the coming joy. I had been given a hyper dose of aphrodisiac just before being brought here, and my dick was gripped by an intense erection.

I was so horny I could barely function, and shook all over as I looked up.  The female superstar that I had originally serviced was accompanied by another major and breathtaking female star, and my jaw dropped, and I stared in disbelief when I saw who it was.

If I could have picked my two favorite female stars in the business, these ladies would be at the top of the list. They each had on a tight skirt, and their fragrances filled the room producing an extremely powerful aphrodisiac effect.

Each had a wonderful ass and outrageously pretty face, and I was so nervous and awed in their presense that I couldn't speak.

The two gorgeous dolls stood looking down at me as I knelt there shivering.  I had a sheepish grin on my face and my cock was dripping on the tiled floor.

"Well hello there again," said the star with whom I had already become acquainted, "this is my friend and I'm sure you know her well.  As I said before we won't mention any names here. Let us call me Miss A, and my friend is Miss B.

"I really enjoyed the last time I was here and I hope you did too."

"Yes mam, very much."

"My friend likes just the same kind of kinky things I do, and especially this.  You're so talented you know."

"Are you in the mood for more of the same?", she grinned, running her fingers around the curvature of her tight skirt.

I looked at her and at the other famous celebrity and blushed heavily, trying to keep my voice from faltering.

"Oh yes mam, I sure am, I really had a good time before."

The other woman grinned widely at me and I cringed under her careful stare. She spoke softly...."Hi there, I hear you're really good at something I just adore."

"Yes mam, thank you mam."

She squatted down and looked closer at me.  "Are you sure you enjoy this?", she asked, licking her glossed lips.

"Oh yes mam, I really get off doing this, it's my thing."

She stood and looked at Miss A....."Well then, let's get on with it."

She began to undress, and removed her clothing quickly and hung her things on the holders provided.

Miss A began to undress also, and they both looked at me in a very strange and erotic way as they disrobed.

They stood naked before me, and moved closer.

"How would you like to do it this time?", I asked Miss A sincerely.

"Well, let's see, my friend Miss B would really like to watch us first before you serve her.  I was thinking I would stand over the toilet this time with my back to you, bent over, and have my bowel movement that way so you can eat some of it, and eat the rest out of the stool."

"I would like you to suck my anus first and eat my gas before we go further.  Is that ok with you?"

"Oh yes mam, I'd like that."

Miss B sat beside us both on a chair, and looked on intently.  Miss A stepped over the stool and spread her legs and bent over, her overly perfect ass open to me.

She farted as she did so, but the odor was not that bad, compared to what I was used to, and in fact it had just the right funky smell.  Farts were coming out of her asshole involuntarily now, and I suspected she had prepared for this because she was filled to the brim with gas.

I quickly scooted close to the front of the stool, holding my hands on the floor for balance. I kissed her fine ass all over, going from one cheek to the other as she continued to break wind. I then spread her asscheeks widely exposing a tight, brown, puckered asshole, with a very slight residue  around it.

I moved my face in and smelled her butthole as she farted loudly in my face. I clamped my lips over her pretty bunghole, and sucked it deeply, inhaling the first of several long puffs of hot intestinal gas into my mouth. I moaned as I ate her smelly expulsions, and jacked off lightly, not wanting to cum.

"Oooooooo.....!", she exclaimed loudly, "oh that's hot.  Does it smell bad?"

"Oh no mam, believe me I like the smell of a women's farts, they train us here you know. Your's are quite mild in fact but just right for me."

She pushed in on her stomach and a very heavy roar squeezed out of her cute asshole, and blasted all over my face. I sucked her wonderful farthole, frenching it with great passion.

"Ok now", she grunted, "I'm ready to relieve myself, are you ready?"

"Oh mam, yes mam!", I gushed, and forced my tongue into her tight sphincter, and felt it slide in to the hilt. She had a major gas attack when I did this and groaned involuntarily as her bowels began to spasm. I felt a hard turd at the tip of my tongue and it moved rapidly forward, and into my mouth, and I let it go all the way to the back of my throat and pulled back with it in my mouth. 

I looked at Miss B with my mouth stuffed fully, and began to chew the large brown log, and swallowed it quickly.  A few chunks had splashed into the toilet and I quickly glued my shit stained mouth over the wonderful asshole in front of me to accept more bowel waste.

The next dose was much softer, and it squeezed into my mouth, filling it completely. I wolfed this down quickly, and the putrid odor just made me hotter as I felt it slide down my esophagus.

She was screaming in pleasure now, and I suspected she had taken some experience enhancing drug before coming here.

Her shit splatterd over my whole face and fell into the bowl as I ate it, and I sucked her asshole until the last of it was pushed out.  She hung desperately to the metal supports afterward, and she was wobbling dangerously from her intense experience.

I quickly wiped her ass with toilet paper and threw it in receptacles nearby. I took special damp cleaning towels and wiped her whole ass area clean several times and dried it too.

She stepped off the stool and her friend had to help her to sit down on another chair. She sat there is a daze, smiling, and held to the chair as they both grinned wickedly at me.

"Son of a fucking bitch!", she said, breathlessly. "Fucking almost more than I could take. Oh look at your fucking face, I don't know how you can stand it!"

I licked around my lips smiling and slowly lowered myself down into the bowl.  They both moved down very closely and watched as I touched my mouth to the brown offal floating in the stool water. I slurped in a gob of it and gulped it, and deftly sucked in several more soft chunks, eating them rapidly. As I raised out of the water they were right there at the edge of the stool staring incredulously at me, looks of disgust and amazement on their beautiful faces.

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When I'd finished, I grabbed clean towels and wiped my face and mouth several times, and threw the soiled terries into the waste can. I then took damp towels, doing the same, and dried thoroughly.

I looked at Miss B, who was sitting there with her chin propped on her hand, looking quietly at me.

She whispered...."Ok, if you're ready, I'm ready."

"Yes mam, oh yes mam!"

She shook her head in disgusted amusement, and looked over at the special fixture I had seen earlier.

"I'd like it that way."

She leaned down and whispered in my ear...."You disgust me you filthy bastard but I'm going to watch you eat my shit and enjoy it. If you ever see me in the movies again think of how my crap tasted and what a lowlife son of a bitch I think you are. Now get your greasy ass to it!"

Miss A couldn't hear what was said to me and smiled lightly as Miss B got up and went over to the special stool. She stood over it and I lay down at one end and moved until my face was directly under the toilet lid. She towered over me and looked down with a sarcastic smirk on her pretty face.

Then she sat down and moved her asscrack directly over my mouth. She was able to bend over and see everything because of the design of the stool, and could enjoy watching my degradation from close proximity.

My head lay in an enclosure so that everything would be collected around my face. She opened her buttcrack revealing a deep, dark, bulbous asshole, and it moved in and out near my mouth as I watched it. Her cunt was in perfect position to piss in my face if she desired. and her rank  vaginal juices dripped onto my lips as she positioned herself.

She looked down and in at me, propped comfortably by arm and hand holders, and began to strain a bit, making her nasty  shithole pucker dangerously in and out.  Miss A was sitting on the floor cross legged watching closely, ready for the show.

"May I lick your rear Miss?", I asked politely.

"May you lick my rear?  You are one polite piece of horse shit I must say. Alright dirtbag, you may lick my rear."

My tongue shot out and lapped into her deep musky anus, and the smell was raw and strong.  She'd hadn't cleaned herself since her last bowel discharge, whenever that was.

She had perfectly formed asscheeks, just like the psychologist I had serviced not long ago, and a very deep asscrack.

I began to suck her constantly moving anal hole, and licked it as it moved in and out. Suddenly she let go with a very loud and heavy fart, and wet shit sprayed into my mouth. It surprised me a bit but I slavered it down quckly, and the smell was quite pungent. I don't know what she had eaten in preparation for this but I had a feeling it was probably planned.

She farted again, just as strongly, and sprayed another glob of wet shit into my mouth and all over my face. I could see her out of the periphery of my eyes, watching me intently, and she knew exactly what she was doing. The smell was overpowering and Miss A had to move back out of range, and held her nose tightly, scrunching her face in revulsion.

I heard Miss B whispering to me in a condescending way, and my humiliation began to mount as she continued.

"You keep your fucking mouth glued to my stinking asshole you worthless bitch, and don't you move before I'm finished or I'll make sure your head Mistress knows of my displeasure."

"You thought you had seen the worst of it here...you pathetic bastard, I've been doing this for years to stupid males like you and they never want to experience me again, believe me!"

"Suck my shithole you scum eating bastard, I've got more for you."

I had to admit, I hadn't seen it this bad, even at the hands of the perverted dommes here, and I wondered in the back of my mind if I would be able to tolerate this for very long  without upchucking. The stench was actually worse than the soiled cunts, and that was saying something!

A streamer of wet shit poured into my open mouth and I gagged but mangaged to get it down. I was in trouble and I knew it, and I had to make a stand here and hold my own or it would all be over. I summoned every single ounce of my inner strength and held my mouth wide open as she watched me, and fed me an endless supply of putrid, rancid, liquid  bowel waste.

My guts were beginning to churn dangerously, even though I'd had a full treatment of extra strength nullifier and antibiotics, and antinausea drugs before the session. I was wiggling uncomfortably, and she washed my face off with a heavy streamer of warm urine.

"Dam I had to piss, ahhhhh.....relief!"

I swallowed several mouthfuls of the strong bladder waste, and washed down the stinking residue in my throat. Her piss was bitter, and yellow, and rancid,  and, I once again suspected she had ingested something earlier to accomplish this.

My head was surrounded my wet stinking shit and urine, and I continued to lick her dripping craphole, being careful not to display an ounce of reluctance.

"You clamp your mouth over my stinking dunghole and leave it there until I'm finished."

I could sense that she had eaten or drunk something within the past few minutes, and I became apprehensive as she shifted around. I sucked her thick, rear craphole diligently, and tried to steel myself for what I suspected was coming.

She looked under at me and I felt her anus tighten, and knew she was flexing her abdominal muscles.

In an instant her anal opening exploded downward into my open gullet, and a massive gusher of wet bowel shit gorged my throat, pushing out my cheeks awkwardly, and came out of my nose and around my lips. She had evidently ingested a powerful laxative, and her bowels expelled their contents  directly into my mouth, and all over my face.

I could barely breath as the fetid mass of semi liquid brown slime sprayed all over me, and was forced down my throat.

I coughed and gagged and started to vomit but stopped myself just in time, and let the pressure go down as the awful mess was emptied and expended.

My eyes burned fiercely from the vile liquid, and the stench made it difficult to breath. Finally she raised herself, and stood up, and began to wipe her ass, and cleaned it completely as she looked down at me.

I couldn't move, and just lay there with putird swill running from my face, and tried desperately to maintain my equilibrium. I had been blindsided in a particularly disgusting way, and was sure I would never be able to do her again. Her perfectly formed ass quivered as she cleaned it, and I was actually feeling my erection bob up and down as I watched.

To see such a repugnant display by a famous and beautiful movie star was beyond my comprehension, and I would never forget it. No one would ever believe this anyway, and what happened here would be lost forever by the passage of time. Only I would know the truth, and if I was fortunate enough to be released eventually, and went to a movie with her starring in it, I would know about a part of her that no one could imagine.

Miss A was shocked by the whole display, and after I had extricated myself and was in the process of cleaning up said her sweet goodbyes, and vowed to see me again. She was quite angry with her friend, Miss B, and swore that she would never bring her again to scat paradise.

I was quite thankful about that.  Miss B's final words to me were...."You'll think about this for the rest of your life you piece of shit, and you'll never get over the shame. See you in the movies."

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After the two movie stars had left I cleaned myself as well as possible, and soon after two guards came in, cuffed me, and took me back to the main concorse. I was allowed to shower, and had some nutritious food, consisting of the usual feces replicant substances, and took a short nap before being whisked back to the domme living area to the conference room.

As before, all the dommes were there, including Miss Bonnie, and she moved things right along, not wanting to delay the group from their duties. It was unusual for them all to meet with a sub slave, and had some importance for reasons that eluded me. Perhaps they wanted to increase and improve their celebrity business, and knew that I was very popular with at least one of the stars, and might possibly be able to add useful information to this end.

There were also three of the higher paying female clientele there, to view the activities.

I stood naked, hands cuffed behind, as Miss Bonnie spoke to me from the far end of the table.

"Ok we don't have much time to spend on you but I want to hear about your celebrity shit eating session.  Did you serve the two women well?", she said peremptorily.

"Yes Miss Bonnie, I think they were pleased."

"Describe exactly and succinctly the pertinent contents of the appointment."

I knew I had to be quick and concise, and give her what she wanted or risk her anger, so I proceded as best I could.

"Mam, the two celebrities preferred to be called Miss A, my first contact, and Miss B, her friend.

They unclothed themselves and Miss A stood over the stool back to me and bent over, she wanted me to eat her inner gas for awhile before eating her shit."

"She wanted you to eat her farts first?"

"Yes mam.  After I had eaten a large amount of her gas I sucked her asshole and she quickly deposited a hardened block of shit in my mouth which I chewed and ate quickly. It was dark, and of a thick consistancy, and smelled strongly, perhaps a meal high in protein earlier in the day. It tasted tangy and cheezy, and chewed well before swollowing."

"Some of her feces fell into the stool water and I continued eating the shit from her anus as it was forced out. The next crap produced by her was much softer and was rancid and smelled badly, possibly from a highly acid lunch. I ate the softer cream and continued sucking her asshole until she was drained."

"Then I ate the contents from the bottom of the toilet bowl in view of the two ladies."

"The other woman, Miss B chose to use a special service arrangement, whereby she sat on a unique stool while I lay under the toilet cover to service her asshole from below."

"She had taken special substances, apparently to enhance her bowel and bladder needs, and she farted wet stinking shit into my mouth and over my face several times, and I ate it as quickly as possible. I believe she ingested a powerful laxative after that, and within minutes she expelled the entire contents of her bowels into my oral cavity, and over my face. I ate as much liquid and waste as possible during the experience. She seemed pleased with her session."

"Unfortunately her friend, Miss A, became angry with her, and said she could not accompany her again."

"Ok, well, that's unfortunate to lose a possible client but as far as your description, it seems adequate...you kept it simple and truthful, and that is helpful to us. Now, did you jackoff during your session?"

"Yes mam, but I didn't ejaculate as you commanded."

"Good...now Crapman, we require one more duty from you, before you leave.  Vera...."

"We are giving a few of our best clients a freebee, and this will consist of you eating Mistress Veras shit in front of us all."

"Yes mam."

"Theres one little detail, however, you must jackoff and cum on her shit before you eat it.  You will eat her crap from a doggie bowl after ejaculation, and this will make the your meal less desirable for you."

"Yes mam."

I stood looking ahead, and domme Vera, who sat near to me, got up, lifted her skirt, and began to remove her panties. She was an exquisite woman, quite classy and her features were uniquely beautiful.

I smelled her breathtaking perfume, she looked at me as my master, and indicated by her manner that she was about to bestow on me an intimate gift.

Miss Bonnie placed the large dogbowl on the floor, and domme Vera pulled up her tight skirt skillfully, and squatted down over it.

She looked up at me as she strained and farted, and easily released her defacation into the receptacle in three lumps, almost filling the bowl. Her efforts produced a noticeable odor, but not terribly bad, and she wiped with toilet paper, and put the soiled paper in a nearby enclosed container. When she had finished she sat down watching me again. She was so beautiful.

Miss Bonnie picked up the dog bowl full of fresh shit and sat it on a cloth pad on the table for all of the spectators to see.

"Alright Crapman,  jerk it off and cum on Mistress Vera's shit, and look at our important guests as you do it."

I was dumbfounded by this unique and unusual request, but it was simply nothing more than I had done countless times before...with a slight twist.  I had eaten Mistress Veras shit many times, and knew her flavor, and as I began stoking over the large pile of it in the bowl, I looked at the guests, hot and happy to do such a thing for all to watch.

I stroked rapidly, and my balls were full of cum from my previous session, and it wasn't long before I jumped forward, and spit a huge deposit of my seed onto the bowl of warm crap. I sprayed it completely, and put a topping of white semen on it that would rival any icecream sundae.

When I finished, Mistress Bonnie picked the bowl up and placed it on the floor at my feet. I quickly dropped down to my knees and put my face down next to the still hot, stinking shit. I made sure that the special guests could see,  and sucked in a mouthful of the putrid waste matter,  looking directly at them as I chewed it briefly, and swallowed it, as my own cum dribbled down my chin.

My semen added a slight salty flavor to the raunchy crap, and more disgust to the already detestable act, and without using my hands I begin to eat the putrid meal, slurping it in and swallowing it along with my own cum. The attractive guest viewers took it all in with complete revulsion, and looked at me in a most vile and condescending way.

The odor was overpowering as I ate the soft bowel waste, and I looked up at the women who were disgracing me, as I gulped it down. My face was already a mess from my meal, and I ate downward, scoffing the stinking mess into my mouth, and swallowing it without effort. The wealthy spectator ladies were enjoying my debasement no end, and wiggled around their seats in pleasure as I did this unthinkable deed.

Soon I was licking the bowl clean, my face a disgusting mess, and I stood and domme Vera  rubbed her had over my hair in approval. Eating her shit was one of the most erotic things that I knew of.  I served them all each day, but some were favorites of mine more than others. Paradoxically, my cruel slavery had side benefits that were beyond the reach of mere logic.

Mistress Vera stood and wiped my face with paper towels, removing most of the shit stain.

After that I was allowed to shower and then returned to my room for several hours of needed rest. Later I took in some nutrition, and evacuated much of the fuming sewage inside me.

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About seven in the evening two dommes came into my cell and woke me up. Mistresses Samantha and Natasha pulled my blanket off and I immediately stood for them. The guard quickly cuffed my hands behind me.

These two Mistresses were magnificent, Natasha on the short side but cute with an amazing little ass....and Samantha a gorgeous dark haired beauty with large tits and an astonishing, well formed butt.

Mistress Samantha pulled painfully on my dick and slapped it hard. I yelped and pulled my knees together because it really stung.

I didn't like these two, they were cruel and usually worked together. I had experienced their harsh treatment and humiliation when they accompanied me during my shower time, on many occasions, and they delighted in creating the most disgusting farts for me to eat, and the deepest humiliation.

Samantha ran her hand inside my asscrack and pinched my cheeks as she spoke.

"We're going to the experiment room for an interesting little....", she grinned slyly at Mistress Natasha, "experiment."  I imagine you've heard about our little research room."

As a matter of fact I had heard nothing of such a area, and was completely taken off guard by her comments.

"Mam I...."

"Oh you haven't heard of it.  Hmmmmm....that's because the owner just created it, and it's taken a little time to construct. The Madam will be interested in the details of our first sessions there, and guess what? You have the honor of being our first experiment. Won't that be fun?"

They led me out and over to a room near the main training labs. We went in and the entire space was filled with many strange fixtures and session spots, each usage location had a drain and shower setup, and a number of video cameras had been placed in locations all around the room. There were comfortable spectator seats around each location, and high efficiency overhead exhaust fans, obviously to remove any unpleasant odor.

We went on a brief tour of the facility, and Natasha's perfect asscheeks wiggled under her tight gray skirt as she walked ahead of me. Samantha gripped my balls from behind as she talked.

"This is a very special area stinkman, in which we test new and innovative scat entertainment ideas on a wide spectrum of our heavy duty scat clientele. We do only extreme shows  here and for a paying viewer to partake of this venue will require $15000 minimum. If they opt to participate in our private shows, that figure can rise to $50000."

"Of course you will do exactly as you are told here, and if you do not give 100% enthusiasum and participation you will visit Miss Bonnie for corrective punishment." She spun me around and gave me a hateful look.

"Mistress Bonnie and I will work you over Crapman if you ever wind up in the lower torture room. You have no idea what we do to men there. Do you understand me fully?"

I looked at her in terror, and nodded my head in complete supplication.

We continued the tour as she pinched my swollen nuts from behind.

"We also test new sex stimulants on our slaves here, and some of our prospective drugs are potentially stronger than aphro 10. Actually you and the other slaves are just lab rats and shit servants."

Samantha led me to one of the session locations, and activated the overhead spotlights. It was a glorified shower stall, but tastefully painted and decorated for the benefit of the audience, and was three times the size of a regular stall. She pressed a button on the wall nearby and soon, five well dressed women came in. They were thirtyish, and very attractive to look at.

The sat in comfortable chairs right next to the stall, and there was an enclosure wall about three feet tall around the inner shower area so that as they were seated they were right up where the action was. It was obvious that they had each absorbed some kind of entertainment drug, and they sat looking at me with a wicked gleam in their eyes, as they shifted around to make themselves comfortable.

These were obviously hard core scat fans, and I knew the session would be heavy. Mistress Natasha darkened the lights in the audience area so that they could not be seen from the inside of the stall. This allowed the viewers to masturbate in any way that they chose during the show.

I had eaten lumps of shit from the inside of toilets many times now, and I couldn't imagine anything much more disgusting than that, but around here you could never tell.

Mistress Samantha and Natasha stood outside the stall and Mistress Sam took out a leather case and removed a small air injection gun and a vial of liquid with a pale green hue to it. The device was somewhat more sophisticated than what I had seen so far, and had a digital readout on the side.

She held the gun to my buttocks and fired a heavy, stinging  charge of the drug into my system.

"This little baby is unique shitman, you'll find out what I mean shortly."

Mistress Natasha began to undress, and she looked at me seriously, not showing any emotion that I could detect. She removed her shoes, skirt, and blouse, and finally her bra. Her nice tits bounced as she moved into the shower stall with me. She kept her panties on and her incredible asscheeks pushed outward on her rear, and her perfectly formed asscrack was almost hypnotic.

Samantha released my cuffs and I stood there free of all restraints. As usual there were guards nearby and out of sight, and any undesired activity on my part would be dealt with quickly. Escape never entered my mind anymore, the cost was just far too high.

Mistress Samantha undressed also, and stood in her panties. She filled them out in an astonishing way, her body was sculpted and perfect.

"On your knees shithole!", she yelled, in her special and nasty way.

I dropped quickly and knelt behind the well endowed Mistress Natasha.

My face was a few inches from her wonderful behind, and she moved back a bit until her sheer panties rubbed against my nose. I could smell her womanhood and a slight hint of the treasure in her rear crack.

The drug hit me like a semi truck, and my cock sprang to an impossible erection, and I began to pant with an insane sexual lust. I had never experienced anything like it.

Just then Mistress Samantha gave Mistress Natasha a fast acting and high powered laxative wafer, and Natasha ate it quickly. I had some experience with these laxatives and knew they produced complete results within a few minutes. Once you took the wafer you would definitely evacuate within a very short time.

It looked like another enema meal, like the one I had experienced with the nasty celebrity I had seen earlier. I prepared for the worst.

I kissed Mistress Natasha's asscheeks all over, and pressed my nose into her deep, perfect asscrack.

Suddenly Natasha farted loudly, and I knew the process was beginning. I couldn't figure out why she had not removed her underwear until I heard another long fart and felt a gusher of wet shit against the inside of her panties. Instinctively I buried my face against her stinking rear, and the smell was absolutely beyond description. My conditioning had not prepared me for this, and it required all of my concentration to maintain equilibrium.

The drug was so powerful, however, that in another thirty seconds I just couldn't control my insane lust, and had to get to all that shit.

She continued her bowel movement until her undies were full to the brim, and dripping out and down her legs, then she suddenly pulled her panties down to her knees, exposing the accumlated mess from her bowels. With no hesitation I bent down and buried my face in the stinking pool of waste, and began eating it, slurping in mouthfuls and swallowing voraciously.

I could hear masturbation activity from the spectators, and I was so hot that I was driven insanely to eat the reeking mass of soft shit out of Natasha's panty crouch. My face was covered in the abhorrent brown slime, and it dripped from my cheeks in slavers of soft goo.

I was so hot that I could not feel nauseous, and sucked in more and more of the unthinkable, stench covered paste, and swilled it down as I grunted loudly, eating most of it within a short time. I was so shocked at my revolting behavior that I went into a kind of mental shutdown, and became a shit eating machine, devoid of emotion, gasping and gulping to the entertainment of the rich women behind the lights.

Within a few minutes I had cleaned most of the brown scum out of her panites, and knelt there gasping, still in the throes of a maniacal drug that removed all of my humanity for this purpose.

I was barely thinking as Mistress Nathasha pulled off her panties and placed them in a large plastic bag.  She moved away and to the overhead shower, and turned it on, quickly washing and soaping away the heavy crap stain that covered her lower area. In a few moments she stepped out and dried herself, and put on a pair of clean undies, and the rest of her clothing.

I knelt there watching her blankly as my face dripped brown waste, and soon the pretty Mistress Samantha had entered the stall, and backed up next to me. There was a large puddle of bowel leavings below my face, and as Mistress Samantha  pushed her sheer panties against my nose, she also began to fart rapidly, and crapped her pants, filling them with another dreadful load of wet, lumpy shit.

"Here is your meal you no name bastard", she gasped, and after totally evacuating her full bowels, pulled her bulging panties down below her knees, opening them to me.

Without thinking I moved my face down into the stinking mess, and the atrocious odor was enough to burn my nasal passages.  I looked briefly at the darkened audience as I slurped in a full mouthful of the unspeakable brown offal and gulped it. I ate several small lumps in the process also, and in doing this insane thing, had broken my contact with humanity, at least for this appalling moment.

I slurped and sucked in her liquid waste and swallowed it and put it in my stomach, and my belly was becoming stuffed with their defacated waste products.

I grunted like an animal as I cleaned out the stinking mess in her skivvies, and soon she pulled her soiled panties off and put them in a bag also. She showered and scrubbed herself quickly, then dried and put her clothes back on. 

This whole deranged event had been recorded on video tape, and the paying ladies and their friends would be able to enjoy this horrendous amusement for years to come.

I realized that this scene was in a whole new arena of degradation, and I showered and washed myself afterward, with a blank look in my eyes.

The two wicked dommes hurried me up, and I dried off completely, and had my hands cuffed again, and they took me back to my cell. I could eat nothing nutritious after this, and merely tried to get some measure of sleep that night, amid countless trips to the toilet.

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The next morning was Saturday, and my spirits were usually better on the weekend for some odd reason, since in the ordinary world the end of the week brought fun and relaxation. In this forbidden place, however, one never knew what any given day would bring.

I was slowly beginning to overcome the profound nausea and shame that I felt from what I had been commanded to do last evening, and realized that my mind had been toughened in ways that I would never have imagined possible. I had taken a large dose of nullifier and antibiotics last night before bed, and much of the swill inside me had been eliminated or made ineffectual.

This particular weekend there were hundreds of visiting customers in the huge mansion for a number of special events, and I knew there was a good possibility that I would be enduring some strange and disgusting chore before the activities were over.  My estimation proved to be correct.

After my nullifiers and antibio injections, I needed to evacuate on the toilet, and Mistresses Donna and Wanda picked that time to enter my cell. Their contrived smiles were not reassuring, and they sat near me, watching my efforts on the stool.

"Take your time boy", Donna ejected, "no tremendous hurry. Wanda and I are sponsers of a special event in which your participation is required. She put her finger inside the front of her pantsuit and inserted it into her pussy and masturbated herself briefly, then she stuck her sopping finger in both of my nasal passages, coating them heavily inside.

Her trenchant odor was overpowering, but I breathed in deeply, inhaling her strong female fragrance.

"You like cunt juice don't you whore?", she said, in her nasty way, and I nodded my head quickly in the affirmative, expressing the fact that I did indeed savor this bodily female excretion.

Donna was absolutely beautiful, a tall, well endowed woman in her sexual prime, and her pussy smell confirmed it.

Mistress Wanda moved closer, and looked into the toilet.  "Nothing yet huh?", she whispered.

"No mam but I feel it coming soon."

She reached down into the bowl and gripped my hanging balls, and kneaded them between her fingers. She was a tiny woman, not much over five feet tall, but was very pretty, and possessed the cutest ass and tits any man could imagine. She continued to gently pinch my nuts in her grip, looking into my eyes intently.

"I'm waiting", she grinned.

Mistress Donna and she looked expectantly at me and I began to strain myself, to complete my task.  I felt my bowels begin to open, and stared at the pretty domme Wanda as she stroked my hard penis. I farted loudly, and several chunks of waste splashed into the water.  She quickly screwed up her nose and flushed the toilet each time I dropped more. She was jacking me off rapidly now. I looked at her and began to go into orgasm, and she stopped immediately.

"No no no, can't have that yet can we."

She pulled her hand out and sat back as I wiped several times and flushed.  I always cleaned myself with a damp paper towel, and finally dried myself completely.

"Your bodily functions belong to us shit mouth, don't they Donna?"

Donna moved forward a bit and put her face next to me, and rubbed her cheek against mine. Her perfume was mesmerizing, and I swooned slightly as it poured over me.

"Everything he has belongs to us Mistress Wanda, every single thing."

She straightened suddenly, and stood up.

"Ok boy let's get going, Wanda and I have a fun surprise for you since you love cunt juice so much."

I didn't know exactly what she meant by that but I was sure it would be nasty, and forced on me.

They cuffed me, and led me out with a guard following, and we headed in an entirely new direction, for me, at any rate, and went to the far north wing of the enormous estate.  I had never been here before, and there were many large rooms full of visitors, and a number of sex shows were already in progress.

Mistress Donna opened a door and we went into a very large room filled with attractive female visitors, and they brought me to a strange fixture in the middle of the room. The crowd of a least a hundred ladies milled about and began to gather around us. The fixture consisted of what looked like a saddle with a unique kind of metal vibrator penis coming out of the center, and on tables surrounding the device were stacks of clean towels and antisceptic cleansing liquids.

The saddle also had a set of reins in front that the rider could hold on to, attached to a machine, and I got the impression that the reins would be moving  forward and rearward, presumably to cause the rider to rock back and forth on the large dildo. The thought of this was not comforting to me.

The dildo penis had a peculiar shape, and construction, and seemed designed to capture all of a woman's orgasm, even the heavier, squirting kind, and funnel it down inside.

Underneath the fixture was a place for a person to lie comfortably, and it was obvious that the inside opening of the penis would be placed in the mouth of whoever was under there.

I knew what was coming, and rolled my eyes upward in amusement and derision,  as they led me to the obscene broco horse.

Mistress Donna and Wanda pushed me down, and had me lie underneath, and my face was directly under the large vibrator. The vibrator was perforated with hundreds inwardly slanting louvers, and they pushed it downward so that the mouth piece on the bottom locked securely inside my open oral cavity.

I was strapped in tightly, and the vibrator secured tightly in my mouth.  My mouth was opened widely, but not enough to be uncomfortable,  and I swallowed hard as my fertile imagination began to swing into action. The large crowd of women were here to use this machine, and there was nothing I could do about it.

Mistress Donna spoke loudly, and the room became quiet at once.

"Ladies, we are going to try for a record this morning, and I know you will all contribute your full share in the pursuit of this record.  The previous time is six hours and fifteen minutes, with three quarters of a gallon ingested."

"I think we can do better than that this time, and I know you all will be with us in this effort."

"Take your number and be sure to come back in time for your turn. Approximate riding times are listed on the tickets. The first ten ladies please disrobe and remain for your turn."

Most of the women filed out and would come back when their presence was required. They could attend other events in the meantime around the large area until their riding appointment.

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Mistress Donna turned on the machine, and the metal dildo began to vibrate in my mouth, and I lay there unable to see anything in the darkness. Mistress Wanda began to attach special electrodes to my already hard cock, and I felt something probing up my pisshole.

"This is a catheter Crapman, so don't get all excited. I'll try to make this as painless as possible.  She slowly inserted the tube up my hard dick, and it stung a bit as it slid it  further and further in, and finally into my bladder sphincter. She taped it, and attached a cock ring at the base of my penis so that it stood out hard as rock.

"This device will masturbate you Crapman, but you won't be able to cum no matter how hard you try."

"OK, listen to me shithead, Donna and I, and all of these women are going to ride this specially designed Orgasm Pony, and you're going to find that pussy juice will be oozing down into your mouth constantly. If you don't swallow it as it accumulates, you won't be able to breath after awhile, so it would be much better for you to gulp it as it flows in.  There might be a stink in there after a time, but heres a shot of aphro 10 to make that more fun."

I felt a sharp sting on my leg, from an air injector, and before long I felt the deeply horny feeling associated with the powerful sexual stimulant.

"The machine is set up to calculate how much liquid flows in, and over time we'll see how much you've had to drink."

"Ok boy, here's your first sample of pussy juice."

She climbed up on the saddle, and slowly sat down on the dildo. I felt the warmth as her tight cunt engulfed the large phallus, and the vibration increased as she fucked the large metal cock. I could feel her pulled forward and back because of her grip on the reins, and her cunt began to discharge juice immediately.

She began to groan as the machine worked on her, and soon was moaning loudly from the stimulation.  She fucked faster and within moments screamed loudly, and squirted a thick discharge of vaginal juice onto the perforated cock. The smelly mess oozed in and dribbled down the inside of the metal penis, and flowed into my mouth. I gulped it eagerly, and the rancid smell drove me into a frenzy.

She climbed off and Mistress Donna replaced her, and I could feel the larger Donna seat herself down over the vibrating prick, and she began to fuck it eagerly as she rode the strange contraption. She screamed in pleasure as the relentless device worked her wet vagina, and before long she yelled out loud, and pumped up and down on the metal dick, and a thick gusher of fetid  slime poured in and down to my open mouth.

Donna's cuntjuice was more pungent, and I suspected she perspired inside her vagina much more than Wanda, and produced a funky odor from the sweat. I gulped the disgusting goo with great relish, and I felt the attachments to my penis begin to work me, and as Mistress Wanda had predicted, I just couldn't get my nuts off.

Donna climbed off and I could feel her wobble unsteadily as she dismounted. Within moments the other women began to gather for their ride on the 'Orgasm Pony', and a steady stream of the most disgusting vaginal sap immaginable began to feed into my gullet as I lay there.

The first five women contributed a substantial amount of 'vaginal secretion' into the vibrating dong, and each streamer of cunny liquid smelled slightly different. The whole chamber had a deeply repulsive fishy smell that only increased in intensity as time went by.

As the eighth woman rode the nasty pony more women began to file back in for their coming turn. The smell in my nose and mouth was absolutely atrocious, but I was so hot from the aphrodisiac that it remained a major turnon.

Mistress Wanda and Donna cleaned the metal cock every turn by wiping it off with treated towels, to remove any undesirable bacteria and residue. Any woman allowed to come here to scat paradise, and enjoy the fun, was thoroughly tested and cleared so that disease was highly improbable, but precautions and normal cleanliness were essential.

More and more women returned, and by the twentieth rider, I was feeling quite uncomfortable, and tried unsuccessfully to shift around in my enclosure, to no avail.  Only eighty minutes had passed, and I knew this was only the beginning.

An hour and a half later, and after swallowing cunt juice from the fortieth pussy, and another aphro 10 injection, I began to experience a very powerful and inexplicable calmness and sense of euphoria. The putrid vagianal discharge that I had been eating was so highly erotic to me in my state that I actually entered another area of eroticism.

I was becoming so highly addicted to pussy fluid that I feared that it could become an uncontrolable obsession after this. The stink and flavor of a woman's cunt would become an intractable sexual driving force, and I would be bound to do this duty for any woman who wanted it. Another, and unique kind of sexual slavery had entered my psyche, and would never be disengaged. The thought was quite abhorrent to me, and as I gulped another thick globule of stinking cunt cream, I realized that it was becoming true.

I wanted desperately to ejaculate, but was being denied that pleasure, and forced to eat the substance most driving that very need.

I was grunting and moaning in pleasure as I slurped down more and more scuzzy cunt drainage, and almost screamed in pleasure.  Dam those dommes, they were doing a number on me and it pissed me off. Unfortunately there was not a thing I could do about it.

By the sixtieth rider my muscles were becoming severely cramped, and I struggled constantly to change my position to relieve the discomfort.  I was locked in a state of perpetual orgasmic enjoyment, without the actual orgasm. I had begun urinating from the constant intake of fluid, and this was drained out automatically by the catheter tube.

Donna and Wanda rode the pony several more times, and their juices were becoming less copious each time they fed me.

Mistress Wanda played with my balls and cock every so often, and spoke encouragement to me as the session continued. 

After eighty five riders, the whole of my chamber was slick with cunt cream, and the odor was overpowering.  The variety of vaginal smell was unbelievable, and each wet pussy added another kind of odor. I was so high on the pleasure of the moment that I was in an actual trance. I had swallowed quarts of intimate female reproductive excretions, and could not think clearly in this state. I was being used on a major scale, and the dommes knew this. It was deeply humiliating.

Finally the last woman completed her ride, and lifted herself off the relentless vibrating dildo horse.  I swallowed her copius discharge and they turned the machine off. My mouth still vibrated from the six hour marathon, and my muscles were locked in cramps, and when Wanda released the metal dildo from the entrance to my mouth, I lay there for a moment, quivering from the extended bondage.

My whole face was covered with a thick film of dried cunt juice, and when I raised myself out of the fixture Donna and Wanda had a good laugh as they helped me up. They sat me there, and spoke to me, as slabs of semi moist vaginal leavings peeled off of my face and slid down my cheeks. Even they were repulsed by the smell, and they peeled off much of the sticky glue as they chuckled at me, and twisted their noses in disgust.

"Crapman, you did good you stupid fuck, we're proud of you. We broke the old record and you were an important part of it."

Wanda wiped my face off as Donna released all the paraphenalia from my privates. "Cunt juice don't smell so bad anymore for you does it crap boy?  You had so much of it you ain't gonna be able to do without that stink now. Ain't that right Donna?"

Donna wiped my face too and grinned slightly at me....  "He'll need pussy stink from now on Wanda, you can bet on that."

Wanda pulled me over to a chair and sat back with her legs spread widely and back. I dropped to my knees and automatically put my face into her hairy snatch. I slurped deeply inside her tight hole and went into a frenzy of licking.

"Ok slave,  jack it off for us, you've earned it!"

As Donna squeezed my balls I stroked off, eating Mistress Wanda's pussy and asshole with a vengeance. I yelled out loud, and jerked violently, and spit several thick spurts of cum on the floor. I swallowed her swampy cream as I did so, and kneeled there quivering violently afterward as my tongue continued to dart in and out of her tight hole.

She pulled my head up and grinned at me...."Good boy!"

"Ummmm, you like that stink don't you! You fucking cuntjuice whore!"

"We got him Donna, we made him a true pussy sucker and he'll always be a cuntjuice slut on his knees when he smells a snatch."

Wanda stared at me as she wiped out her tight slit.

"Do you know that you drank over a gallon of vaginal discharge,

a fucking gallon, and you digested and pissed half of it out."

"You're part cuntjuice now, all absorbed into your body and brain."

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I was exhausted when I fell into bed that evening, I needed  sleep, and a lot of it.  I had taken a good shower after the marathon cuntjuice session, and washed my nose and mouth out thoroughly.  I could still smell the very unique funk in my nasal passages, and suspected I would have a memory of it for a lifetime.

I would be needing more snatch to eat now, a lot more, and would have to depend on the generousity of the dommes, and visiting females. I had another full blown and insane addiction, and this only added to my sense of hopelessness as a victim here. 

After I took my nullifiers and bio's I drifted away to sleep, desperately wanting to jack off, thinking about the day's activities, but dared not.