slave_ben
05-20-2006, 8:07 AM
Hi all
After being a highly satisfied lurker here for a while, I hope I will become the 1st of many "leachers" to give something back! As i mostly lurk for stories I will post one of my faves. There is facesitting, femdom and scat... so beware!
The Office Slave by Mike DeJon
The Office Slave
Laying there in the dark I could hear the guest at the party talking and joking
with each other. It was one of those parties that the corporate managers threw
when we had good earnings for the quarter. A series of events led me to this
position, which at least once every few months I was commissioned to set myself
up in.
I just left a company after 14 years of service because I could see no chance
for advancement. My wife Carol and I talked it over and felt that it was a good
decision. Of course I had already researched the job market and was being
considered favorably by Mr. Doyle, the sales manager of the firm I interviewed
with. The firm wasn't that large and although the title of sales manager may not
seem impressive, Mr. Doyle reports directly to the corporation president.
After reviewing my qualifications and evaluating me on personality and
appearance, Mr. Doyle called in two of the other managers for me to talk with.
Mr. Harkins is the service manager and Ms. Todrey is the manufacturing manager.
It was Ms. Todrey that I was overwhelmed with. She is a statuesque 32 year old
blond, 5'7", about 115 lbs. Her eyes are a deep piercing blue and she wore her
apparel to set off her features. After she and Mr. Harkins left the office, I
turned to Mr. Doyle and exclaimed in jest that "I would eat a mile of her shit
just to see where it came from". Mr. Doyle looked up and smiled at me saying
that "it's not totally out of the question". Of course his statement went over
my head, but he was indeed giving me a clue as to what one of my duties would be
with the firm. The next morning I received a phone call asking me to come in for
a Job offer. When I arrived, all three managers were in Mr. Doyles' office
waiting for me.
Now I'm a fairly open minded guy, and I have to admit that I have some bizarre
fantasies, but when the office door closed, I couldn't believe what they
proposed to me. The firm was in need of an "Office Slave" to do their bidding,
no matter what. In return for my duties I would receive a substantial salary and
benefits package. As it was explained to me, the staff of this firm worked long
hard hours to keep the company number one in the field. This fast and hard pace
causes STRESS within the staff which could cause a decrease in achievement. The
managers therefore researched and found that by having an outlet, the staff can
go on with their successful rate.
It took some long hard sole searching before I could give an answer to them.
Some of the "tasks" which I was expected to perform were to say the least,
degrading. But on the other hand, the salary, which was more than double what I
had just been paid in my old job, was more than enough to compensate for the
humiliation. I accepted the position and instead of the traditional hand shake,
I was ordered to kneel down and kiss their feet, thanking them for the
opportunity to Service them. Each morning I left the wife at home and reported
to the office never knowing who would call me over to relieve their tensions.
One of my favorites is Mary Adams, Mr. Harkins' Private Secretary, Whose
favorite means of stress management was to sit on my face the whole time that
she was doing theclient bookings. This task, which could take up to an hour was
erotic as well as degrading. She would never wear panties, so her bare ass would
be smashing my face the whole time. The rest of the time was spent going from
office to office kissing feet, sucking dicks and cunts, and using my mouth on
their asses.
About three weeks after I started my most unusual job, I was called into Ms.
Todrey's office. Thinking that she called me in for her usual "stress
management", I got into position under her desk. To my surprise she motioned for
me to get up and sit down across from her. She handed me a piece of paper with
an address on it and told me to report there 7:30 pm that evening. No other
explanation was given, and I knew better than to question her. I left Ms.
Todrey's office wondering what she had in store for me that night.
Carol said that she had some sort of civic meeting to go to that evening, so
there was no problem for me to get out of the house. At exactly 7:30 pm I
knocked on the door at the given address. It was answered by a Butler who after
I introduced myself told me to follow him. He led me into a small room which had
a wash basin and some towels, there was also an archway cut in the wall near the
floor. I was then handed an envelope by the butler after which he left me alone
in the room. The envelope contained $1,500.00 cash and a note with instructions
to "lay down on my back with my head in the archway and KEEP MY MOUTH OPEN". As
I did so, my heart pounded a mile a minute, for I realized as I looked up at the
oval silhouette, that my head was now resting in a TOILET stool and I was to
serve as the plumbing.
The people from the office and their guests were talking and laughing just as
people would normally do at these parties. Every once in a while I could hear a
comment made about the "office slave", and how I service them. After a good
fifteen minutes of laying there, the door of the room I was adjacent to opened
up and I heard foot steps walking up to the commode. The lid above my face
lifted and I was met with the sight of the back end of a man pulling down his
pants and sitting down on the TOILET seat. Since I was intimately familiar with
every ass in the office, I recognized this one as being Mr. Young's, a senior
sales rep with the firm. He started to pee, and the deflection cup inside the
commode made his acrid urine splash on my face and in my mouth. His bladder must
have been really full, because he took about a three minute long piss. During
his urinating, I could detect the farts that were leaking out of his ass hole.
He shook the last few drops of piss from his dick and spread his ass cheeks.
Even though I have kissed and sucked this man's anus almost every day for three
weeks, I was shaking with fear knowing that I was now going to receive the
smelly contents coming from it.
Mr. Young's farts were getting stronger, and the ring of his ass hole was
stretching out more and more. His rectum was open about the size of a quarter
before I could see the tip of the first turd that Mr. Young was going to relieve
himself of. By the time it was an inch or so out of his ass, the solid dark
brown log was a good five inches around. It slid as if in slow motion until it
was about one half inch from my open mouth, and then with a loud grunt, Mr.
Young pushed and forced the turd into my throat very quickly. To keep from
gagging, I swallowed the stinking log of excrement as fast as I could. I was
choking and retching trying to consume all of it (as I knew it was expected of
me), but Mr. Young had to much of a load. Half of his stinking shit lay on my
face and next to my head. He cleaned himself up with TOILET tissue, dropped it
on my face and got up, closing the lid over my face.
Several of the other men from the office peed and shit down my throat before the
first woman used me. As she pulled her panties down and sat above me, I tried to
figure out who it was. Not recognizing her from this view, I figured that she
was either the wife or girlfriend of one of the firm's employees. The only thing
that she had to do was empty her bladder. She closed the lid and giggled, saying
how much she enjoyed that, and she may have to shit later on. I then realized
that there was someone watching her as she used me. The person that she was
talking to was Ms. Todrey, who exclaimed to the girl that she did have to shit,
and to watch how it was done.
Ms. Todrey lifted the lid above me and glanced down over her shoulder as she
hiked up the green sequined mini dress, and pulled her panties down over her
lush ass cheeks. This was one person that made it all worth while, and I found
myself begging her to use me as her TOILET. As she lowered her ass above my face
I brought my head up and planted a passionate kiss on her rectum. While I kissed
her asshole, she farted and I could feel the swelling of her anus. I sealed my
mouth to her rectum as the warm soft load left her bowels and slid down my
throat without me even retching or gagging once. In fact I found myself actually
sucking the shit out of her ass. When Ms. Todrey finished her BM she just sat on
the seat while I used my tongue to clean every bit of shit off of her ass, after
which I thanked her for using me. She got up and smiled down at me while closing
the lid.
It didn't take long before the lid opened again, and this time the familiar ass
of Mr. Doyle was siting on the TOILET. Mr. Doyle's form of STRESS relief at the
office was to have me suck his large balls, so after he got done peeing, he
ordered me to suck on his balls while he expelled about a quart of liquid shit
on my face. After he cleaned his ass I was left again in the darkness of the
TOILET stool.
Throughout the evening, the party guests emptied their bladders and voided their
bowels in my mouth. For the last time that evening, the lid opened and I was met
with the sight of a dark blue skirt being hiked up and panties being pulled
down. The ass which slowly sat over my face looked familiar, but I really
couldn't connect it with any of the office staff. She peed for a few minutes
then repositioned herself on the seat in preparation of taking a shit. The turds
started to make their way out of her ass into my mouth one by one. Her shit was
fairly solid, but was coming out of her ass in small turds. By this time I was
so used to eating my users' shit, it didn't take long before I was consuming the
load and waiting for the next with open mouth. The woman above me wiped herself
and stood up, pulling her panties up and lowering her skirt. Instead of closing
the lid above my face though, she turned around and looked down at my face. My
heart almost came to a stop when I looked up and realized that I just served as
a TOILET for my own wife Carol.
It's been several months since the last party, but I'm rather used to the taste
of shit now. Each morning now before heading to work, I must go in the bathroom
and lay on my back with my head in the TOILET box I built for Carol to use. She
normally has a big load for me in the morning, and I'm expected to take it all.
Now here I am at the second party with my head in the commode, waiting for the
guests to come in and enjoy the use of their human TOILET.
After being a highly satisfied lurker here for a while, I hope I will become the 1st of many "leachers" to give something back! As i mostly lurk for stories I will post one of my faves. There is facesitting, femdom and scat... so beware!
The Office Slave by Mike DeJon
The Office Slave
Laying there in the dark I could hear the guest at the party talking and joking
with each other. It was one of those parties that the corporate managers threw
when we had good earnings for the quarter. A series of events led me to this
position, which at least once every few months I was commissioned to set myself
up in.
I just left a company after 14 years of service because I could see no chance
for advancement. My wife Carol and I talked it over and felt that it was a good
decision. Of course I had already researched the job market and was being
considered favorably by Mr. Doyle, the sales manager of the firm I interviewed
with. The firm wasn't that large and although the title of sales manager may not
seem impressive, Mr. Doyle reports directly to the corporation president.
After reviewing my qualifications and evaluating me on personality and
appearance, Mr. Doyle called in two of the other managers for me to talk with.
Mr. Harkins is the service manager and Ms. Todrey is the manufacturing manager.
It was Ms. Todrey that I was overwhelmed with. She is a statuesque 32 year old
blond, 5'7", about 115 lbs. Her eyes are a deep piercing blue and she wore her
apparel to set off her features. After she and Mr. Harkins left the office, I
turned to Mr. Doyle and exclaimed in jest that "I would eat a mile of her shit
just to see where it came from". Mr. Doyle looked up and smiled at me saying
that "it's not totally out of the question". Of course his statement went over
my head, but he was indeed giving me a clue as to what one of my duties would be
with the firm. The next morning I received a phone call asking me to come in for
a Job offer. When I arrived, all three managers were in Mr. Doyles' office
waiting for me.
Now I'm a fairly open minded guy, and I have to admit that I have some bizarre
fantasies, but when the office door closed, I couldn't believe what they
proposed to me. The firm was in need of an "Office Slave" to do their bidding,
no matter what. In return for my duties I would receive a substantial salary and
benefits package. As it was explained to me, the staff of this firm worked long
hard hours to keep the company number one in the field. This fast and hard pace
causes STRESS within the staff which could cause a decrease in achievement. The
managers therefore researched and found that by having an outlet, the staff can
go on with their successful rate.
It took some long hard sole searching before I could give an answer to them.
Some of the "tasks" which I was expected to perform were to say the least,
degrading. But on the other hand, the salary, which was more than double what I
had just been paid in my old job, was more than enough to compensate for the
humiliation. I accepted the position and instead of the traditional hand shake,
I was ordered to kneel down and kiss their feet, thanking them for the
opportunity to Service them. Each morning I left the wife at home and reported
to the office never knowing who would call me over to relieve their tensions.
One of my favorites is Mary Adams, Mr. Harkins' Private Secretary, Whose
favorite means of stress management was to sit on my face the whole time that
she was doing theclient bookings. This task, which could take up to an hour was
erotic as well as degrading. She would never wear panties, so her bare ass would
be smashing my face the whole time. The rest of the time was spent going from
office to office kissing feet, sucking dicks and cunts, and using my mouth on
their asses.
About three weeks after I started my most unusual job, I was called into Ms.
Todrey's office. Thinking that she called me in for her usual "stress
management", I got into position under her desk. To my surprise she motioned for
me to get up and sit down across from her. She handed me a piece of paper with
an address on it and told me to report there 7:30 pm that evening. No other
explanation was given, and I knew better than to question her. I left Ms.
Todrey's office wondering what she had in store for me that night.
Carol said that she had some sort of civic meeting to go to that evening, so
there was no problem for me to get out of the house. At exactly 7:30 pm I
knocked on the door at the given address. It was answered by a Butler who after
I introduced myself told me to follow him. He led me into a small room which had
a wash basin and some towels, there was also an archway cut in the wall near the
floor. I was then handed an envelope by the butler after which he left me alone
in the room. The envelope contained $1,500.00 cash and a note with instructions
to "lay down on my back with my head in the archway and KEEP MY MOUTH OPEN". As
I did so, my heart pounded a mile a minute, for I realized as I looked up at the
oval silhouette, that my head was now resting in a TOILET stool and I was to
serve as the plumbing.
The people from the office and their guests were talking and laughing just as
people would normally do at these parties. Every once in a while I could hear a
comment made about the "office slave", and how I service them. After a good
fifteen minutes of laying there, the door of the room I was adjacent to opened
up and I heard foot steps walking up to the commode. The lid above my face
lifted and I was met with the sight of the back end of a man pulling down his
pants and sitting down on the TOILET seat. Since I was intimately familiar with
every ass in the office, I recognized this one as being Mr. Young's, a senior
sales rep with the firm. He started to pee, and the deflection cup inside the
commode made his acrid urine splash on my face and in my mouth. His bladder must
have been really full, because he took about a three minute long piss. During
his urinating, I could detect the farts that were leaking out of his ass hole.
He shook the last few drops of piss from his dick and spread his ass cheeks.
Even though I have kissed and sucked this man's anus almost every day for three
weeks, I was shaking with fear knowing that I was now going to receive the
smelly contents coming from it.
Mr. Young's farts were getting stronger, and the ring of his ass hole was
stretching out more and more. His rectum was open about the size of a quarter
before I could see the tip of the first turd that Mr. Young was going to relieve
himself of. By the time it was an inch or so out of his ass, the solid dark
brown log was a good five inches around. It slid as if in slow motion until it
was about one half inch from my open mouth, and then with a loud grunt, Mr.
Young pushed and forced the turd into my throat very quickly. To keep from
gagging, I swallowed the stinking log of excrement as fast as I could. I was
choking and retching trying to consume all of it (as I knew it was expected of
me), but Mr. Young had to much of a load. Half of his stinking shit lay on my
face and next to my head. He cleaned himself up with TOILET tissue, dropped it
on my face and got up, closing the lid over my face.
Several of the other men from the office peed and shit down my throat before the
first woman used me. As she pulled her panties down and sat above me, I tried to
figure out who it was. Not recognizing her from this view, I figured that she
was either the wife or girlfriend of one of the firm's employees. The only thing
that she had to do was empty her bladder. She closed the lid and giggled, saying
how much she enjoyed that, and she may have to shit later on. I then realized
that there was someone watching her as she used me. The person that she was
talking to was Ms. Todrey, who exclaimed to the girl that she did have to shit,
and to watch how it was done.
Ms. Todrey lifted the lid above me and glanced down over her shoulder as she
hiked up the green sequined mini dress, and pulled her panties down over her
lush ass cheeks. This was one person that made it all worth while, and I found
myself begging her to use me as her TOILET. As she lowered her ass above my face
I brought my head up and planted a passionate kiss on her rectum. While I kissed
her asshole, she farted and I could feel the swelling of her anus. I sealed my
mouth to her rectum as the warm soft load left her bowels and slid down my
throat without me even retching or gagging once. In fact I found myself actually
sucking the shit out of her ass. When Ms. Todrey finished her BM she just sat on
the seat while I used my tongue to clean every bit of shit off of her ass, after
which I thanked her for using me. She got up and smiled down at me while closing
the lid.
It didn't take long before the lid opened again, and this time the familiar ass
of Mr. Doyle was siting on the TOILET. Mr. Doyle's form of STRESS relief at the
office was to have me suck his large balls, so after he got done peeing, he
ordered me to suck on his balls while he expelled about a quart of liquid shit
on my face. After he cleaned his ass I was left again in the darkness of the
TOILET stool.
Throughout the evening, the party guests emptied their bladders and voided their
bowels in my mouth. For the last time that evening, the lid opened and I was met
with the sight of a dark blue skirt being hiked up and panties being pulled
down. The ass which slowly sat over my face looked familiar, but I really
couldn't connect it with any of the office staff. She peed for a few minutes
then repositioned herself on the seat in preparation of taking a shit. The turds
started to make their way out of her ass into my mouth one by one. Her shit was
fairly solid, but was coming out of her ass in small turds. By this time I was
so used to eating my users' shit, it didn't take long before I was consuming the
load and waiting for the next with open mouth. The woman above me wiped herself
and stood up, pulling her panties up and lowering her skirt. Instead of closing
the lid above my face though, she turned around and looked down at my face. My
heart almost came to a stop when I looked up and realized that I just served as
a TOILET for my own wife Carol.
It's been several months since the last party, but I'm rather used to the taste
of shit now. Each morning now before heading to work, I must go in the bathroom
and lay on my back with my head in the TOILET box I built for Carol to use. She
normally has a big load for me in the morning, and I'm expected to take it all.
Now here I am at the second party with my head in the commode, waiting for the
guests to come in and enjoy the use of their human TOILET.