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Any Given Sunday On Femina - Parts 23 & 24

Any Given Sunday On Femina - Part 23

Part 23

Roger swallowed the last salty mouthful. He could feel the warmth in his belly. Lidia smiled down at him. 'Good Boy' she told him. His eyes looked up at her. She knew for sure she owned this young slave now. Training him, molding him to her needs was something she loved doing more than anything. Her last slave didn't last very long. How he had begged and pleaded when she brought him back to the Rec. Field. Passing the Carousel he began screaming. He thought he was returning there. The Rec. Field girl smiling as she tugged on his leash leading him away. 'It's the Cabana for you boy' she told him. He fell to his knees looking back for Lidia but she had already gone.

Stuffed into that wooden horse, his face part of the saddle. That's where she first seen him. She had just turned 19 and had been enjoying her young life on the Island with her Mother and older sister. Her sister won a spot in the lottery back then. Sitting in the courthouse with her mother she had been fascinated watching the whole thing. She had been on the Island less than a week and it had been one shocking scene after another just being down on the beach.

Living on the Mainland with friends, her mom promising to come for her when she turned 18 and her running back from the bridge when the strange burning feeling all over her body scared her so badly she ran back crying. And now here she was with her second boy. She had learned so much early on once she had adapted, or what her Mom and Sis called letting the Island inside her. Her mom's and sister's young black boys, the things they showed her, taught her. Her older sister Mary Beth, working at the Rec. Field got her first boy, one of the Carousel slaves. She had spent a lot of time there with her sister and the boy was a favorite of hers. She loved riding his face. She loved being licked but the boy was a terrible toilet slave, disappointing her every time.

When she left him with the girl's at the pool and Cabana he was screaming as they took his leash and dragged him in to his new place of service, a Cabana toilet stall, she didn't even look back. When her sister told her about the woman who left her son Roger and being allowed to trade him for another Carousel boy she gave him to me. And now I had him, owned him. He's licked me, tasted me and even drank my heavy morning piss without much trouble and now I was going to see how well he licked between my sweaty ass cheeks.

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Pryia saw Vinata leave the oral chair outside the airy room facing the beach. Bringing the chair inside she closed and latched the door. Anaya was sitting on the edge of the bed, her hands in her lap covering the wet bikini. Pryia sat next to her on the bed. Jackson knelt on the wood plank floor looking at both girl's, afrair of being sent back to the group of fat old Ladies. Pryia saw how Anaya's knees were locked together, her hands resting on her modest bikini. Pryia knew she needed to pee badly. Maybe seeing the girls on the beach using that Slave had affected her more than she let show.
'Anaya, let the slave help you' Pryia told her gently removing Anaya's hands from between her legs. Jackson saw what Pryia was doing and quietly knee walked before the young pretty girl. Jackson kissed Anaya's knees, licked them until she began to give in. Her knees parting slowly as Jackson kissed and licked, moving himself between her opening legs until the girl gave in. Jackson kissed her bare tummy as Pryia stood in back of Jackson and locking hands with Anaya she urged the scared girl to her feet.

Jackson undid the bow at Anaya's hip allowing the Bikini to fall to the floor. The girl gasped feeling Jackson's palms rubbing her tummy. When Jackson saw the yellow drops inside Anaya's thighs he licked them up. Anaya's was almost sobbing when she felt his mouth around her. She couldn't hold back any longer. 'Hold me' she called out to Pryia who wrapped her arms around the young girl as she emptied herself into Jackson's mouth.

Jackson drank the warm piss from Anaya. Each loud swallow bringing a new cry from the young girl's lips until the last salty drops slid over Jackson's tongue. Jackson licked, finally tasting the warm juices of such a young girl knowing he was the first to serve her in such a way and imagining, hoping he was the first to taste her sweet cum. When it flooded his mouth he almost couldn't swallow quick enough. Anaya's hands were on his head then. Pryia had quietly left the room, the door closing behind her. When Anaya sat back on the edge of the bed she tangled her fingers in his long hair holding his mouth to her as she came a second time, quieter this time.

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Cherie Parks pulled off the top of the blueberry muffin leaving the bottom on the napkin on her bed. She liked the tops with a cold glass of milk. Her Mother bought them at the bakery for them along with the donuts her Mother loved. Even with her bedroom door closed she could her her Mother taunting the tinies before she ate them alive with a bite of jelly filled donut. Cherie liked the donuts too, they were fun but she had found a new game that was even more enjoyable. Once she learned the shrinkies, or tinies as she like calling them that she got at the Dollhouse Shoppe were different, better than the others. At three and a half to four inches for the large doll houses they could grow if they were fed. Not grow taller but fatter.

Cherie opened the wide garage door on her doll house and pushed the muffin bottom inside then slid the door back down. She liked hearing them scurry when she opened the door. It was the biggest door on the doll house and the muffin filled it nicely. 'It's ok little ones. Eat, enjoy while I refill the water' Cherie could hear them, their tiny squeaky voices arguing. They used to fight over the muffin but not now.

Cherie couldn't wait to pluck a few more fat tinies from her doll house. Most tried to fight it but sooner or later they would all give in and become her little juicy snacks. The muffins were to hard to resist for long. She would add new ones when she could. Sometimes she add a few from her mother's donuts. She would suck them clean of the jelly that coated them. Hearing them scream when she placed them on her tongue, sucking them, rolling them under her teeth before pushing them thru the door of her doll house, watching them run screaming.

Cherie lifted the tile off the bathroom and carefully filled the little bathtub with bottled water. They were still fighting, arguing standing around the blueberry muffin. Cherie went back to her bed and opened her laptop to watch the newest Ashley Kane broadcast from the Island private TV station. Sitting, she nibbled on her muffin top and sipped her cold milk. It had been two weeks now and this Sunday morning she would be replacing a few of her doll house slaves with some of the survivor's of her last group from the doll house shoppe.

Cherie could hear their shrill voices coming from the dollhouse. She didn't need to hear what all the voices were saying. It happened every time she dropped a muffin bottom into the large garage. She had removed to two toy cars long ago. She didn't need them to play her cruel game. Cherie knew the food scraps she had left for them days ago were long gone and the blueberry muffin never failed to draw the weaked willed boys.

'It's a trap' the man blocking the doorway to the garage yelled at the crying pair of young men trying to get to the muffin. 'She's just baiting you, baiting all of us. You saw what happened to the last two. She plucked them away screaming don't you remember?'

'Maybe she let them go. You don't know, none of you do' one of them yelled. 'Please, I'm starving' the chubby man pleaded. 'Nothing happened the first time remember' the other man cried. 'We all ate from the muffin, you don't know I tell you, you don't know.

The sound of the giant girl filling the tub roared thru the house. Many ran, gathering their tiny cups and bowls and running to the bathroom. The two men pushed their way into the garage. Unable to stop them the man blocking the door watched them tearing pieces from the muffin. He was hungry just like they all were but he walked away to join the others. At least they had cold water once again.

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Ray lay spread eagled on the soft beach sand in front of the porch. His arms and legs secured to wooden stakes with old strips of pantyhose wrapped and tied around his wrists and ankles. The unlubed cath. slid painfully deep, left to drain into the sand between his legs. 'At least your in the shade Ray' Miri told him. 'Miri...Please' Ray cried his wrists pulling on the pantyhose, stretching some but the wooden stakes buried deep didn't budge. 'I love it when he begs don't you Miri?' Cora asked from inside the porch. Miri looked up and just smiled as Ray pleaded, crying now. Cora held up two large coffee mugs. 'Coffee's ready were can watch from in here' Cora told her.

'Look...........He's back' Ray heard. 'Thanks' one of the pretty black girl's called up to Miri and Cora as she quickly pulled the bow at her hip freeing her bikini as she straddled Ray. More voices and soon Ray was surrounded by young girl's smiling down at him. Ray watched the pretty black girl drop onto his chest and quickly slide up onto his face. 'I was holding it hoping there'd be a slave down on the beach this early' the girl told Ray as she rubbed her sweaty cunni on his mouth. 'Open silly' she told him, her friends giggling, waiting their turn.

It was very warm, salty morning piss and Ray watched the young girl's face. She licked her lips, smiling as she heard him swallowing. Ray heard more voices, saw more girls gathering around him. He closed his eyes squeezing fresh tears out that trickled down his cheeks. The girl bore down forcing Ray's jaws to their limits as she face fucked him. Her cum, sweet and warm, the taste short lived as her friend sat on his mouth.

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Cherie walked downstairs to see her mother. 'You here to steal a few more of my little boys Cherie?' her mother Lynne asked her. The smile giving away how she enoyed their little game. 'No mother' Cherie answered seeing the young slave on his knees under the table. Cherie sat down and pulled a lemon filled donut from the box. The tiny screams as she opened the box, her fingers lingering over the donuts before picking her favorite, a lemon filled donut covered with powdered sugar. Cherie could hear the slave lapping at her mother's cunni. 'Do you need him dear?' her mother asked offering the boys leash to her.
Cherie took the leash from her mother. One tug and Goldmund, her young German slave, was between her spread legs. Cherie slid forward on the chair as she felt the boys warm breath and then his mouth. The pent up juices emptied into the boys mouth. Mixed with sweat he fought to swallow knowing there would be more. Cherie was happy to share her Slave with her mother but she didn't like her mother dragging him down onto the beach so he could service her mother's friends. Cherie remembered the day she picked the boy at the courthouse lottery. How scared he looked, eyes darting everywhere, watching boys all around him being chosen and led away on leashes to a fate he could only imagine.

Cherie watched as her mother pulled another donut from the box. How she teased the small flailing man with her tongue. She didn't need to hear the shrill screams as her mother's lips tugged the tiny man free of the blood red jelly. The tiny mans legs kicked until he was sucked in. Cherie watched her mother's mouth as she tossed he little man around until the crunch of bones ended his misery. Cherie's mother chewed, swallowed and sipped from her coffee mug. Cherie came into her young slave boys mouth.
The slave, gasping for air sat back on his heels until the tug on his leash brought him back to Cherie's sweaty cunni. 'Open' Cherie told the boy. The slave cupped the fat pink lips knowing all to well what was expected of him. He had already drank her mother's foul piss and now his mouth was filling with more, washing away the sweet taste of the young girl's cum.

Cherie's mother smiled, she could hear the boy drinking and swallowing her daughters piss as she finished her coffee. She waited till Cherie sighed and leaned back in her chair. The slave was still licking Cherie when her mother asked for the leash. Cherie pulled two more donuts from the box as she watched her mother lead her young slave to her bathroom. Cherie could hear the boys cries and the sting of the leash as her mother forced the slave under her toilet throne.

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Anaya lay back on the bed on her stomach. Jackson watched her eyes then the smile for a brief moment. One hand slipped down caressing her ass cheek. Jackson saw her fingers slip between them. His cock was throbbing watching her wrist as it moved. Anaya removed her hand, her fingers wet and tainted as she moved her hand to his face. Jackson could see the desire now burning in the young girl's eyes as she brushed her wet finger across his nose and lips.

Jackson rose up trying to capture the finger in his mouth but Anaya toying with him pulled them away. Jackson one knee then the other on the bed. Anaya's fingers resting on her ass cheek drew him like a magnet. Jackson sucked each finger tasting the bitter sweet flavor of such a young beauty. Jackson slipped between her warm thighs licking the tanned cheeks before his mouth and tongue slipped between the mounds to lick and taste this young girls virgin Rose.

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Samantha Oakland, Sammi as her friends called her, had her pick of the white boys at the lottery. More than half were white and she knew which one she wanted right away. She had seen him on the beach gang cleaning crew the week before. He had tried to run when the young woman leading them had freed him after he had collapsed. Faking exhaustion. He got up an ran. The guard just stood there as the girls on the beach watched. The boy ran right into Sammi knocking her to the hot sand. Sammi pined the boy as a group of girls surrounded them.

Samantha, 29, and her friend Linda 28 had been office temp workers in Miami when they decided to come to the Island together. Tired of their boring life, seeking a change they took a short flight to the Mainland and stood at the drawbridge looking over at the Island. Hesitating as others stood watching, some urging them on when Jerri saw them.

'You two looking to cross over?' Jerri asked them from inside the Jeep Wagoneer. Jerri could see how nervous they both were and offered them a ride across to the Island. 'It's ok, trust me' she told them leaning over to open the passengers side door. Samantha and Linda climbed in to the cheers and jeers from the crowd. Jerri knew what was coming and told them that the tingling feeling would only last a few seconds. Crossing onto Shore Rd. Jerri called Ilsa and got the ok to bring them to one of the many abandoned cottages inland. Later they both secured jobs at the Rec. field. That was several months ago and now Samantha had a young slave to share with her friend Linda.

Both girl's were surprised when Jerri showed up at their cottage a few days later with a special gift, an oral/toilet chair from the Chair Shoppe at the Hotel and Spa. Two young boys sporting brown collars carried the chair in. Jerri explained what the brown collar meant as she handed Sammi one. Teddie, the girls slave had listened to it all as Sammi walked over to him. Ted Behr, Teddy Bear as the girls called him cowered, trying to pull away when Sammi tried replacing his blue collar with the brown one. All slaves left the courthouse with blue collars but very few kept them for long.

A hard slap across his face from Jerri brought the kneeling slave to the floor and a vicious pull on his leash brought him back to his knees before his Mistress. Crying and begging he saw his blue collar removed and the brown collar locked in place around his neck.

Samantha and Linda had been sharing the boy mostly for oral pleasures, cunni and Ass licking but both had shied away from using the boy for toilet duties. The DVD Jerri had left them had shocked them both .They had watched it while passing the slave back between them having him suck and lick them. The bag filled with white pill sitting between them unopened. The girls did have the slave lick them after pissing in the toilet then watching him gag and cry begging them to stop.

'Do you mind girls?' Jerri asked as she led the slave to the chair. The boy seeing what was happening fought until Jerri kicked him in the balls leaving him wailing and curled up on the floor in pain. Dragging him by his leash, choking and gagging to the oral/toilet chair, Jerri forced the boys head thru the opening then lowering the padded panel down around his neck. the slave cried but didn't fight as Jerri locked the slaves wrists to the cuffs attached to the sides of the box.

Samantha and Linda gathered around watching as Jerri lifted the toilet seat telling the boy to open his mouth. The boy gagged trying to swallow the two white pills even as Jerri forced the funnel into his mouth. 'Lowering the seat will hold the funnel so he can't spit the nipple out' Jerri told the girls as she sat. The hissing gush of yellow piss drew heated sighs from Sammi and Linda as Jerri filled the funnel almost to the brim. Jerri rose to let them see the slave's forced drinking as she sat straddling the boys lower body. They giggled hearing him gag even as he swallowed, his legs kicking wildly but unable to shake Jerri who sat on him holding him down.

'Take turns after I leave. One Sitting on him while the other goes. Don't forget now, your slave has his brown collar and its not a fashion statement. Use the pills for now. Later you won't need them at all' Jerri told the girls. Sammi and Linda were fingering themselves as they watched the foamy piss drain into Teddi Bears mouth. Samantha sat over the funnel while Linda sat straddling the boy as the door to the cottage closed as Jerri and the two boys quietly left.

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Alice Ortega left her warm bed. She smiled remembering her daughters slave under the white sheet licking her pussy, her bare pussy. Janice had sat with her as Cothath gently trimmed then shaved her thick black bush. How he licked her again after cleaning her with a warm facecloth. She couldn't when she came again, so much thick white cum and how Cothath drank it, searched every out drop out with his tongue. Then again last night, under the sheet, tongue bathing her ass and pussy until she filled his mouth again.

He must be with Janice now she thought as she sat on the side of her bed. She could hear the surf, the gulls on this beautiful Sunday morning as she padded barefoot from her bedroom. She could smell coffee and was surprised to see Janice and Cothath sitting at the kitchen table.

'Mistress' Cothath smiled at her offering her a chair. Alice, dressed in just a short terrycloth robe took her seat. 'Good Morning Mother' Janice said pouring her a cup of black coffee. 'Do you need Cothath Mother?' Janice asked even as she saw Cothath go to his knees and slip under the table.

'OH My' Alice moaned feeling Cothath's warm hands on her knee. Alice set the coffee cup down with both hands cupped around it as she gave in relaxing her knees. Cothath slowly opened Alice's legs, licking his way between them as he felt her relax and give in. Cothath heard and felt the soft moan as his tongue brushed the naked lips. 'It's ok mother. he drank from me just moments before you joined us' Janice told her mother.

Cothath licked drawing sighs of pleasure from Alice, her fresh cunni juices flowing across his tongue. The first tangy drops and his mouth covered Alice's naked cunni. Cothath could feel her body giving in as she oozed her fresh Sunday morning piss down his throat.

Cothath remained under the table licking Alice even after drinking her warm piss and creamy cum. Alice sat with Janice becoming more at ease. Janice told her that the PO thou closed on Sunday's would still be a busy place with the beach so near for girls to come in from the heat and cool off and enjoy drinks and snacks as well as the facility down there.

Alice had seen the downstairs when they arrived and the moaning boy locked in the toilet stall. 'Don't worry Mother Cothath services us up here away from prying eyes' she told Alice. Janice knew how nervous her mother was and hoping Cothath's soothing tongue was helping just as the second cup of coffee her mother was enjoying.

'Janice Dear, I don't know if I can' Alice told her daughter as she nervously rolled her empty coffee cup between her palms. 'Cothath's our slave Mother, but he's a willing slave. He's been loyal to me and now he'll be loyal to you as well' she told her mother.

'Maybe the oral chair instead of the Throne in the bathroom' Alice said nervously. 'Over by the bay window overlooking the beach below?' Janice suggested. Cothath slid out from under the table. Alice and Janice watched as he placed the chair next to the bay window, close to the window sill, then lying down he slid his head under the chair.

'I'll leave you alone if you like Mother' Janice told her. 'No no, please stay, don't go' Alice pleaded. Janice smiled as both ladies rose from the table. 'Another cup?' Janice asked. Alice nodded as she walked over by the window. Alice stood there for a few moments looking down at the beach below. From there she could see the whole beach below. The bright colorful umbrella's, the girl's enjoying another beautiful morning.

Alice lifted the lid and saw the bright red toilet seat and Cothath face just inches below. Seeing Cothath licking his lips as she raised her short robe she felt a trickle of arousal on her inner thighs thinking about what she was about to do.

Janice placed both coffee mugs on the window sill, then sat straddling Cothath's upper thighs. 'Look Mother' Janice asked as she lowered Cothath's shorts, his hard cock springing free, the fat head already oozing pre cum down the hard shaft.

Janice held the warm shaft and began slowly stroking it. Alice watched and could hear Cothath's moans. 'He's already hard, thinking about what was happening' she thought as she sat on the warm padded seat.

Alice's cheeks sank down, spreading wide for Cothath's tongue. Cothath licked between the warm cheeks. The taste and smell of her was electric as his fantasy was about to come true. Cothath licked up the sweat and almost came as he rimmed and sucked on the hole. He could hear Alice's moaning as she opened like a flower in his mouth. Cothath sucked feeling his mouth fill with her warm gift.

Alice, her fingers deep in her cunni watched her daughter rise up and slide him deep inside her. She could hear Cothath below her, feel his lips back around her after swallowing again and again. Alice came over her fingers feeling Cothath's broad tongue licking her, Janice moaning as Cothath and Janice both came.

Alice rose holding onto the chair for support and looked down at Cothath. Her cum running down between her thighs as she saw him licking his lips. Both mugs of coffee, untouched, sat cooling on the window sill as Alice turned to hug Janice before padding back to her room.

Janice looked down at Cothath before sitting down over his face. Cothath cupped his mouth around her dripping cunni, his mouth filling with his own cum and Janice's warm pee. Cothath licked his Mistress before his tongue slid between the brown cheeks searching, rimming then cupping his mouth around his Mistress Rose he fed again.

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Cherie could hear Goldmund crying as she walked to the bathroom to watch. The large oral chair sat next to the regular toilet, rarely used now that they had a living toilet to enjoy. Goldmund kicked and begged, his tear filled face now buried between Lynne's wide ass. Cherie sipped her coffee watching her mother grunt. Looking down at the clear plexiglass oral chair she could see Goldmund face, the thick rope hanging inches from his open mouth. Cherie loved watching the drama unfold. He would eat it all to avoid another beating. the welts on his back were still fresh. Blood red tears in his flesh from failing her mother or her friends down on the beach.

Her mothers deep sigh as she watched it drop into her slaveboys mouth. Cherie had one hand under her robe rubbing her fat clit as she watched and heard her slave gobble up her mothers turd. Lynne watched her daughter and smiled seeing her enjoying it all. Rising up she gazed down at the slave. the fat turd, slowly sinking into the slaves mouth. Lynne loved to watch him eat, the sounds of him swallowing, the rise and fall of his throat as her turd melted in his mouth. Lynne, like her daughter had her fingers buried in her cunni cuming as her slave swallowed the last of her turd.

'Suck your tongue clean slave' Lynne told Goldmund. 'Cherie may need you' she added looking over at her daughter. Goldmund struggled as bile rose into his throat only to fall burning back into his rolling stomach.

Cherie took her coffee and donuts back up to her room. 'Looks like another fun Sunday down on the beach with my friends Slave' Lynne told Goldmund. 'Fetch the umbrella and shovel slave' she told Goldmund before going to her room to change. Goldmund slid out from under the chair. He knelt before the regular toilet. Feeling sick he tried to vomit but like every other time he just gagged as the horrible taste rose up in his throat.

'The beach again' he told himself. Those fat nasty women were waiting to use him, he knew it. Holding it in. They'll cheer seeing him struggle thru the hot sand carrying the shovel and umbrella. Sometimes they even have the hole already dug for him. Goldmund cried, he always cried but no one cared. He stood there in his shorts, the umbrella and shovel in hands as he watched Mistress Lynne, her fat ass stretching her two piece bathing suit to its limits.

'Lets go Slaveboy' she called to him as she went out thru the back patio leading to the beach. Goldmund followed, he had no other choice. He watched Mistress Lynne's fat ass cheeks rolling with each step as she walked down the beach. His feet burning in the hot sand. He could already hear them, cheering. Their toilet was coming. It would be another glorious Sunday at the beach.

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Any Given Sunday On Femina - Part 24

The hot sun beat down on Kyle as he trudged thru the hot sand. The umbrella under one arm, the rolled up beach blanket under the other and holding the heavy cooler with the shovel hanging down his back, the rope holding it cutting into his neck. Up ahead Sanjay walked behind Michelle, stopping when she paused to talk to friends. Kyle stopped to, remaining several paces back, his bare feet burning as they sunk into the hot beach sand. The girls, laughing, pointing to him. Kyle knew he'd be seeing them later when he was buried in the sand, just his head visible as he was used over and over. Maybe Michelle would keep him under the umbrella, his bare head shaded from the relentless heat.

Kyle collapsed, falling to his knees, his body soaked with sweat. Gasping for air he saw Michelle looking down on him, shaking her head in disappointment. 'Sorry Mistress' he managed to say as he struggled to get to his feet. 'Right here Kyle' Michelle told him pointing down. Kyle dropped his burden as Michelle and Sanjay walked down to the water. He laid the blanket, set the large umbrella in the sand and opening it. On his knees, in the shade of the umbrella, he watched Michelle with Sanjay wading thru the tiny waves. Tears filled his eyes as he thought about the day ahead of him.

With the shovel at his feet he waited for Michelle to tell him where to dig his hole. Please, under the shade of the umbrella he prayed. Michelle was talking with three young girls. He saw Sanjay go to his knees as one of the girls, black and slim remove her bikini and straddle Sanjay's upturned face. Michelle pointed to him and Kyle watched the other two, both white and a little heavyset run up the beach laughing. The look he got from Michelle sent a shiver down his back.

Both girls smiled down at him. Their bronze bodies soaked with sweat as Kyle watched them remove their bikini's. Warm hot sweaty thighs surrounded his face as the first girl rubbed her trim dark haired bush on his mouth. Kyle opened, cupping his lips around it. The hard slap made him cry out. 'Is that how you ask to serve me boy?' the girl yelled down at him. Kyle raised his trembling hands, his warm palms gently rubbing the girls tummy. 'Sorry Mistress' he mumbled, his head down. 'Better Slave' the girl told him grabbing his hair and gazing down at him. 'Drink it all from both of us and maybe we won't tell your Mistress about your rude behavior.

All the while Kyle's face was buried between her hot thighs, his mouth cupping her sweaty cunni, her sour smell invading him with every breath as his mouth tasted the first foul burst of piss. Kyle could hear the girl........'Drink, drink it all toilet......Don't spill any boy' she kept repeating as she slowly fed him every mouthful. Her friend standing behind him, pressing her tummy against the back of his head as they hugged.

Kyle fought not to gag with every swallow, gasping as the girl stepped away changing places with her friend. There was no sweet cum from the first girl to swallow washing the foul taste from his mouth if only for a few seconds. The second girl giggled, slapping his face even as he rubbed her tummy. Her friends tummy pressing against the back of his head as his mouth filled with more hot foul tasting piss. Kyle tried to keep up. Dark yellow piss leaked from his mouth, the girl not pausing giving him time to swallow.

Gasping and gagging Kyle looked up to see Michelle glaring down at him. 'I'm sorry girls' Michelle was telling them . 'Sanjay will clean you up' she told them. Kyle watched Sanjay go to his knees ready to lick them both clean, maybe get to taste their sweet cum. 'Slave' he heard Michelle call him. Michelle stuck the shovel in the sand away from the shade offered by the umbrella. 'Dig here Slave' she was telling him even as the girl on Sanjay's was moaning.

Kyle struggled to his feet. The hot sun on his tear filled face as he began digging the hole. The first girl was moaning. Kyle could hear Sanjay sucking the sweet cream from the young girl. Her friend ready to enjoy Sanjay's expert mouth. Kyle tasted only piss with every swallow as he watched Sanjay lick and suck the other girl.

'Come back later girls' Michelle told them as they turned to go. 'I hope you like hot chocolate brownies slave' the first girl told him as they both stopped and turned. The other girl giggling and rubbing her tummy.

'What are you looking at' he heard Michelle cry out. 'Keep digging. I want that hole deep Slave' she was telling him. Kyle saw girls down by the water watching and listening to what was happening. Pointing and laughing as he dug his hole in the hot sand so he could serve as a toilet for any girl on the beach to use.

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Nathan Crier lay sobbing as he saw the morning sunlight streaming in thru the bedroom window. He hated mornings, especially Sunday mornings. Delia's day off from her job at the Spa and usually a beach day for mother & daughter.
Caroline would once again express her disappointment. 'I want to take you down to the beach an show my girlfriends what a obedient slave I have but you'll only embarrass me. Maybe Mother is right' she would sometimes say.

The other boy, Chet, didn't say much but Nathan knew he was enjoying his misery. He heard Caroline stir. He didn't get much sleep after Caroline nudged him off her bed after he'd licked her pussy and ass for hours making her cum. He could still taste the sweet cream on his tongue. Maybe she would leave him alone and maybe go use the bathroom this morning. Nathan knew the other boy, Chet had spent the night under that giant Throne as Caroline liked calling it.

'You awake down there Nathan?' he heard Caroline. Looking up he could see her smiling down at him. She was so beautiful. He remembered, back home, her slipping out of their bed, padding to the bathroom to go pee. How he would slink down in the bed, fluff the pillow under his head and wait for her to come back. He loved going down on her back then. She always smelled so fresh and clean. How she would crawl over him, tease him with her lips, brush her breasts across his face and lips before opening her thighs around his face.

'What are you thinking about Nathan?' Those mornings back on the Mainland I bet. Nathan watched as she sat up and lowered her bare feet to his chest. 'Don't you like licking me anymore Nathan?' she asked him as she slipped from her bed and sat lightly on his chest. 'Open Nathan. Swallow your pills' she told him. Her warm wet fingers pried his lips apart. He could taste her on her fingers.

Nathan could see her bare cunni as she eased up his naked chest. He could feel how wet she was and as she hovered over his face. He could smell her. He licked her. He tried not to think about what was coming. Her juices oozed into his mouth.

Caroline saw him swallow the pills. She had to pee and it was getting very hard to hold it in but she wanted Nathan to do better this time. It was only her fresh hot morning piss he had trouble swallowing and keeping down. Sometimes coming back from the beach and having to pee Nathan would gag licking her sweaty cunni and drinking from her.

Caroline gasped feeling Nathan's tongue licking her clit. The jet of her warm pee ran over Nathan's tongue. Caroline eased off his mouth, looking down she saw his face as he turned away forcing it down. 'Nathan, you have to try harder' she told him. He could hear the disappointment in her voice. Caroline felt his warm hands on her tummy. Slowly she sat her cunni back on his mouth. Nathan opened, sucking, trying to prepare himself, not wanting to fail her.

Nathan fought the need to pull his face away again as the hot acrid piss slipped down his throat. He looked up at her, so beautiful. He felt her hands holding his face as he drank. Each swallow making his stomach turn. Caroline watched him, she saw the pee leak from the corners of his mouth. Caroline sighed, she couldn't hold it any longer. Nathan's mouth flooded and he began gagging. Her pee covered his face as he shook his head trying to move free. 'NATHAN' Caroline screamed. She was crying. His eyes blurred, covered in her piss as he watched her run from her room. Nathan rolled to his side coughing. the puddle of yellow pee inches from his mouth.

'How did he do it? That other boy. How did Chet swallow it all? Not just the pee.......ALL OF IT' Nathan looked up to see Caroline's Mother in the doorway. 'Lick it up Slave' Delia told him. 'Lick every precious drop of Caroline's piss off the floor' Nathan began licking the cold pee along with his own tears as Delia stood over him.

'Caroline wants to take you down to the beach to show you to her friends but it looks like a lesson is called for Slave.
Chet will go with her while you stay behind Nathan' With the leash clipped to his brown slave collar Nathan was led on all fours from Caroline's bedroom.

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Jaclyn Lacey never missed a Sunday at the courthouse slave Lottery. She didn't have a slaveboy of her own as of yet but there were plenty down on the beach, even inside the Post Office. She giggled thinking about that poor boy she was tormenting. There were several Slave Toilets at the courthouse but she had her favorite, the ladies toilet nearest the courtroom. Sometimes she had to wait for stall 7 to be free but that was ok. Jaclyn loved watching the other Ladies come and go. The crying and begging from the slaves. The giggles and cruel taunting from the ladies as they fed them.

The lottery wouldn't begin for another hour but Jaclyn saw the benches inside the courtroom filling up. She knew the Ladies Room where her favorite boy served would also be busy. Jaclyn rubbed her flat tummy. She needed to pee but it wasn't pressing. Saying hello to a few friends she headed for the courtroom exit.

She could hear it even from down the hallway. The laughter, the crying echoing off the granite walls. Jaclyn flipped up the back of her short summer dress and sat her panty covered ass sat on the black face sticking up thru the red padded bench seat. Jaclyn wiggled her ass on the slaves nose and settled down in front of stall 7. The boy under her was sniffing & licking her ass crack thru her panties. Jaclyn leaned forward, elbows on her knees, feeling the eager young boy's tongue pushing her panties into her sweaty crack.

Twenty faces trapped inside the long bench seat facing the long mirror. Girl's sat facing the mirror checking their faces, others, like Jaclyn, facing the stalls waiting for one to open. The huge black Lady opened the door to stall 7 and smiled at Jaclyn who inched pass her quickly locking the door behind her. Jaclyn looked down at the boy, her boy as she like to think of him.

'Hi Henry' she said as she gazed down on the boy's wet face. The tears followed, they always did when he saw her. The begging would follow. Jaclyn felt her cunni growing warm and wet as she thought about how cruel she was being to this poor boy.

'Is it today Jaclyn?' the boy pleaded. 'Today..........Please tell me your getting me out of here today Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee' the boy begged. 'I was one of the five slaves that was left here overnight to serve the cleaning crew and guards. I'm being punished, someone complained to the Guards..........I can't take it anymore' he pleaded.

'Soon Henry, I promise. It takes time plus I heard the guards taking about complaints from Ladies, poor toilet service and stall 7 was one of them. I can't get you out of here if there are complaints about you. Don't you want to come home with me and be my Slave Henry?'

'YES YESSSSsssssssssssssssss' the boy cried, weeping uncontrollably. Jaclyn lifted her short summer dress and began lowering her wet panties as she cruelty continued her little game. 'You have to try harder Henry' she told him as she turned letting Henry see her ass cheeks spread as she lowered herself to the seat.

'OH I can't wait to take you home with me Henry' She told him as she felt the flat of his tongue licking thru her engorged cunni lips. 'You'll serve just me at home Henry not hundreds of women everyday. Wouldn't you like that Henry, just serving me like this every morning Henry?'

Henry lapped the fat lips, his tongue sinking deep as his mouth tasted the first drops of warm piss. 'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh, that's feels so good Henry' Jaclyn whispered as she listened to the slave swallowing her acrid piss. Henry's lips clung to her cunni as he opened his throat. It burned going down as he fought not to gag and break the seal of his lips. Henry licked trying to make her cum. He felt his cock throb inside the waste tube as he thought about drinking her cum, wiping away the taste of her piss. The wet hot fart invaded his nose. Henry knew if he lowered his face from between her cheeks she wouldn't be happy so he kept licking, fighting not to gag but he knew what was going to happen. It was the same every Sunday morning when Jaclyn came to see him but she was his only hope of getting out of here.

Henry's tongue slid between the wet cheeks, tasting it on his tongue as he lapped her hole. Another oozed into his mouth for him to swallow as his lips tugged on her. Jaclyn felt the boys lips tugging at her hole. She rubbed her tummy, sighing as she felt herself opening up, the boys tongue under the fat log as he guided it into his mouth.

'OH Henry' she sighed hearing him eating. His lips coming back for more as she felt the last slide free, her hole relaxing between his lips. Jaclyn fingered her cunni as she listened to him eating, chewing, swallowing.

'Does it taste good Henry?' she asked knowing he couldn't answer. 'I'll feed you every morning Henry. Just me Henry' Jaclyn could feel his cool tears against her warm cheeks. She knew what her words were doing to him. Giving him hope as he fought to please her. Jaclyn came. Thick girl cum coating her fingers.

Henry knew she came as the cold water flooded his face and mouth. Jaclyn was smiling down at him, his eyes blinking away the water. 'Open Henry' she told him, her cum covered fingers hovering over his face. Henry opened, the fingers inches from his lips.

'Please' he whispered, fresh tears rolling down his cheeks. Jaclyn lowered her fingers to Henry's mouth. She smiled as she watched him suck the thick cum from her fingers. 'Eat it all Henry' she told him. 'Soon you'll get to eat my sweet cream everyday Henry' she taunted him as she eased her fingers from his hungry mouth.

Then she was gone. Henry screamed seeing the black face looking down at him. His screams continued, muffled now as the huge black ass sunk into the bowl More screams from other stalls every second of every day.

Jaclyn stopped to talk to the tall black Amazon guard in the hallway. 'Stall 7' she told the guard. 'What about it' the guard asked. 'Rude, begging non stop ... as usual' she told her. 'Stall 7' the guard repeated looking into the Ladies Room. 'Thank you' the guard told Jaclyn as she walked away.

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'Sit' Delia told Nathan as she pointed to the floor in front of the long couch. Nathan watched as Delia sat on the couch, her warm thighs surrounding and touching his face. ' You don't know about the Lottery do you Nathan. Nathan saw the large flat screen TV turn on.

'Good morning Ladies of Femina and welcome to the Sunday Slave Lottery' A faceless voice announced as the camera panned the courtroom. Nathan watched a group of frightened men and boys being led in then a group of young girls. The crowd in the courtroom began cheering. Nathan watched as the girls looked the boys over. The crowd once again began to cheer until the Judge slammed her gavel. The sound, like a crack of thunder echoed off the granite walls of the courtroom.

'Those boys, the ones chosen, will become slaves to the girls who pick them' Delia told a shocked Nathan. Delia squeezed Nathan's head between her thighs telling him to open his shorts and slip them off. Nathan sat frozen, fully exposed he watched Delia's foot slide down his chest to his crotch. He could her move, her panties now pressing against the back of his head. Wet, he could smell her and now her foot covered his cock, rubbing he could feel himself getting hard even as scared as he was.

'Does anyone have any business before this court before we begin the lottery?' the Judge asked. Nathan saw a young women leading a wretched looking boy before the Judge. 'Sandra Markey your honor' the young girl said. Nathan noticed how quiet the courtroom had become. 'I wish to return this slave your honor and rejoin the lottery' the young girl stated even as the shaking boy wrapped his skinny arms around her legs begging for another chance.

'The slave was untrainable' Delia told Nathan. 'Girl's are allowed to return a slave before 30 days if they don't please them and then rejoin the Lottery' Delia added. Delia squeezed her thighs around Nathan's face as her toes, shiny with his pre-cum stroked the shaft.

'Guards.............Take him away' the Judge ruled. Nathan, now wondering why Delia's was making him watch this. 'How long has it been now Nathan?' Delia asked. Nathan felt her thighs squeezing him tighter as she answered her own question. 'Surely less than 30 days since Caroline met you on the bridge. Just 3 weeks ago I think.....Yes I'm sure it was Nathan' Delia told him. His hard cock between both her soles as she stroked him.
'Even thou she didn't win you in the Lottery its not uncommon for a girl to be allowed to 'trade up' as its been called'

'Don't come Nathan........Look, their taking the poor boy away' Nathan watched the guard dragging the crying boy by his leash as the crowd noise began anew. 'Their taking him to the toilets Nathan' Delia said as Nathan watched the boy begging for another chance.

'He'll spend the rest of his life serving as a living toilet' Delia continued telling Nathan. 'Everyday, Women entering his stall in the Ladies Room to use him......20.....30......maybe more everyday using him when he could of been with his Mistress, the girl Sandra, serving her, her family and maybe a few friends instead of what he faces now'

Nathan began crying realizing what Delia was telling him. 'Caroline tells me you spill her nectar every morning and worse your inability to clean her after her toilet. Poor Chet having to serve both us girl's and you can't even be a decent bidet for her'

'Pleaseeeeeeeeee Mistress Delia.............Please....'Nathan begged. 'It's not up to me Nathan, but I know Caroline is very unhappy. She wanted you for her personal Slave and now she's beginning to have doubts about you'

Delia stood and turned off the TV. Picking up his leash she led him from the family room. Nathan, on all fours watched Delia's ass cheeks grind with each step under the very short skirt. Nathan saw the screened in Sun room overlooking the beach and the oral chair. The noise from the beach filled in the screened in room.

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Olivia Parks walked down the aisle making sure everyone was buckled up before they landed on the big Island. The short hop from Oahu would of been uneventful if not for the passenger in the aisle seat with the grabby hands.

'You too?' Olivia asked Cathy Minton who nodded and rolled her eyes. 'He said yum, black meat Cathy added. 'He felt me up too' Charlene Tai told them. 'You know what we should do' Olivia told them. 'Isn't there an open stall now?' Charlene asked Olivia. 'More than one I think' Olivia said smiling down the aisle at the perv with the busy hands. 'Let's invite him into the lounge for a drink' Charlene said. 'Since he likes our asses so much we should say thank you in Island Air fashion.

Arnie Knowlon smiled back at Olivia feeling pretty good about himself. They knew he was just joking around right, a little pat on the rear was nothing to get upset about. Maybe all those stories about the mile high club were true so a pat or little squeeze on their rears was nothing right?


Arnie jumped at the chance to see the inside of the Stewardesses lounge. Maybe this was where the mile high action took place. Arnie watched Olivia swipe a key card and heard the click. Other Stew's, Olivia's crew plus others from another flight walked thru, some eying Arnie and smiling at him.

'Well, C'mon' Olivia told him as she stepped inside. Arnie followed her in, his eyes watching her ass cheeks slide under her short skirt. The girl behind the bar had already been alerted by Cathy and Charlene. The knock-out drops along with those little white pills, now dissolved, rested in a shot glass close at hand.

'Order anything you like Arnie, I'll be right back' Olivia told him. 'Tom Collins' Artie told the girl. Arnie watched Olivia walk away, his eyes glued to her ass. While Arnie looked away the girl behind the bar emptied the shot glass into his drink stirring it up. 'Here you go' the pretty bartender told Arnie. Vera Miller smiled at Arnie knowing she would be looking down at his sad and confused face just before she lowered her ass to the toilet seat.

Olivia, along with Cathy and Charlene, wheeled a stretcher between the tables of Stew's who were watching the familiar scene play out again. 'Where's he going?' one of the girls called out. 'Stall one' Olivia answered, the laughter grew louder as they all watched the new toilet slave succumb to the drug.

Arnie, head down on the bar was oblivious to it all. Vera held his wrists keeping him from sliding off the barstool. The four of them soon had an unconscious Arnie being wheeled away to the cheers of the Stew's at the tables.

Arnie stirred, nearly waking as his head pushed thru the rubber seal sending his head into the bowl in stall 1. The girls sat at the bar talking to Vera and enjoying their drinks while they waited for Arnie to come around. Like all the others his calling out and yelling would tell the girl's that he was ready for his reality check.

Olivia looked down on a crazed new slave yelling up at her before flushing the toilet sending cold water swirling around his face. Arnie gasped, the cold water shocking him as he realised where he was.

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Pyria peeked into the room and smiled seeing Anaya sitting on Jackson's face. Eyes closed, Anaya rocked gently on Jackson's mouth lost in its pleasure. Jackson was the perfect slave to introduce Anaya to the wonders of Femina.

'Anaya' Pyria whispered, not happy about disturbing her friend at such a delicious moment but the Ladies were hoping Anaya was done enjoying her birthday present. 'Anaya' Pyria wispered again. Anaya was grinding on Jackson's face. The bed creaking as she was lost in her orgasm. Pyria closed the door softly. 'To bad Ladies' she thought. She'd have to tell them the bad news. Maybe they'd go down to the beach letting Anaya enjoy her birthday in peace.

Anaya shifted when she felt Jackson's long tongue slid over her other hole. The gasp that escaped her lips was followed by the chill running up her spine. Anaya slid onto Jackson's heaving chest and turned facing him. 'Please don't send me back to those women' Jackson pleaded thinking that Anaya was done with him or worse, she didn't like being licked back there.

'I wasn't sending you away' she told him, the last of her shyness long gone from her young mind and body. She snaked two fingers deep into her cunni and then pressed them to Jackson's lips. Anaya smiled seeing Jackson's open mouth sucking both fingers hungry for her creamy cum. 'You like the taste don't you' she asked him. Jackson nodded not wanting her to pull her sweet fingers away.

'When you licked me.....back there.....were...were you........' Jackson looked at her beautiful face as her fingers slipped away. 'Yes, but you move away. You didn't let me worship you there, didn't it feel nice?' Jackson asked her. Jackson felt her wetness as she inched up his chest, her wet cunni still leaking droplets of cum.

Anaya slid the same two fingers over her wet cunni lips, then lower to her Rose. Jackson watched Anaya's face, her cum covered fingers caressing her Rose. The short gasp as Anaya slipped her finger inside. Jackson saw her cunni oozing its juices as Anaya eased her finger deeper.

Jackson could almost taste the thick honey inches from his lips. Jackson looked up at Anaya's fingers. One covered with drops of her white cum, the other, coated, stained a more earthy color as they hovered near his lips. 'Choose one' Anaya told him, the two fingers spread, waiting.

Jackson felt his cock stir, seeing how the once shy girl was changing. His mouth hungered for the sweet cum covered finger but Jackson knew what this young beauty was asking. Jackson licked the dark stained finger before taking it in his mouth. He watched Anaya's eyes as he gently sucked, her breathing growing deeper even as she offered her other finger. Jackson sucked both fingers clean.

Anaya turned on his body an eased her spreading cheeks onto his face. Jackson licked, tasting the mixture of cum and sweat as he began rimming her Rose. Anaya's body rocked, her cheeks spreading around Jackson's face. The bitter taste on his tongue made him lick harder until the tip of his tongue eased inside.

Anaya moaned feeling the slave's tongue washing her, then opening her up. Anaya slipped her hand under the waste of Jackson's shorts. His cock hot and hard as she wrapped her fingers around it. Anaya opened his shorts until his hard cock stood tall. Anaya stroked, feeling the thick veins under her fingers. Moaning, her head resting on Jackson's stomach, she could feel his lips tugging at her as she opened within his mouth.

The sweet cum still coating his tongue as the thin dark snake slid between his lips. Jackson closed his lips around the warm mass and began eating, swallowing the juices as it seemed to melt in his mouth. Anaya's cunni was flowing like a river, feeling, hearing Jackson swallow. Her thumb rubbed the fat head as Jackson's mouth slipped around her once again. Anaya felt herself open then close around Jackson's mouth. She thought about taking his cock into her mouth. The juices oozing from the tip covered the veiny shaft as well as her fingers. Jackson was lapping her entire crack when his cock exploded. Anaya watched the ropes of white cum explode like a geyser. Her slave grunting. She could feel it in her hand.

Anaya rested her head on Jackson's body enjoying her Birthday Slave's tongue wash her clean.

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Cothath watched Alice Ortega stir. Yawning, she slipped off the light sheet and sat on the side of the bed. 'Good morning Mistress Alice' Cothath said bowing his head. Alice used her bare foot under his chin to raise the Slave's face up.

Alice stood and lifting the short nightshirt moved her warm brown thighs around Cothath's face. Cothath reached up, his palms caressing Alice's tummy before he wrapped his arms around her. Her trimmed bush warm with sweat as he licked, parting the thick lips even as her warm piss burst into his mouth. Alice held Cothath's head, keeping his mouth around her pussy. Alice couldn't believe how wonderful it felt using a human mouth to toilet in.

Alice saw Janice standing in the doorway. 'Good Morning Mother' Janice said with a smile. 'I'll want him when your done' Janice said as she sat on the bed. Janice could hear Cothath drinking, all but his head visible as Alice rocked on his mouth. Janice watched her mother in the throws of Orgasm as she moaned loudly before freeing Cothath's head. 'I'm taking Cothath with me this morning. We'll be gone all morning so use the cry baby in the stall downstairs. His name's Marty. Girls from the beach will be coming in to use him too once I open up' she told her mother as Cothath knelt between Janice's legs.

Janice raised her night jersey then lowered it over Cothath's head. She loved the feel of Cothath's lips covering her pussy even as his hands urged her to spill her warm morning piss down his throat. Alice watched her daughter, her cunni growing hotter as she thought about the boy in the stall downstairs in the P.O.

Janice led Cothath to her room as Alice checked the time. 7am. Janice wouldn't open up downstairs until 9am. Alice fixed herself a large mug of hot coffee and began going down into the Post Office to visit with Marty.

Cothath watched Janice undress. Her large brown breasts free seemed to grow even bigger as Janice slipped the jersey over her head. The jersey lay on the bed as Janice stood by the backless chair facing the small vanity and mirror. Janice wasn't one to wear much makeup but most mornings she'd sit before the mirror brushing her long brown hair. Cothath went to his knees and laying back rested his head inside the cutout of the thick seat cushion. Cothath felt his head forced deeper into the hole as Janice's ass settled around his face.

Cothath's tongue slid between the brown cheeks. He could hear Janice humming a favorite tune as she brushed her long tresses. Morning sweat along with the warm odors hiding between Janice's wide cheeks now coated Cothath's mouth and filled his lungs with each labored breath. Cothath licked around her Rose, rimming, softening it hoping that this Sunday morning Mistress would require his most intimate services.

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Nathan could hear Caroline mumbling under her breath as she kicked Chet hurrying him out the back on her way down to the beach. Nathan saw her look back to the screened in Sun room facing the beach. She wasn't happy.

'Nathan. Did Caroline give you your pills this morning?' Delia ask him as she slowly lowered her yellow panties. Delia already knew the answer.

Nathan watched and swallowed the lump in his throat as the very wet discolored gusset sank to the floor of the Sun room.

'Caroline told me what a good cunni licker you are, or were back on the Mainland. But here, on Femina a slave is expected to pleasure his Mistress anytime she desires' Delia told him as she pointed to the floor before her.

Nathan sunk to his knees before Delia and looked up at her. Her brown tanned thighs spread, her naked cunni wet and waiting for his lips and tongue.

'Pick up my panties Nathan. Hold the gusset open and sniff them'
Nathan almost gagged as Delia reached down and brought the gusset to his face.

'Lick it Nathan' she told him. 'It's time you learned about one of your other duties as Caroline's slave'

Nathan looked up and saw the wet juices oozing down Delia's inner thighs. 'As Caroline's slave you'll be mouth cleaning all of Caroline's panties from now on and maybe mine as well if your a slow learner' Delia told him as she watched him lick the soaked panty gusset.

Delia took the panties from Nathan's hands and dropped them on the floor beside the oral chair. Two fingers under his chin lifted Nathan's face as her other hand in back of his head guided his face between her sweaty thighs.

'Lick me Nathan...........Ummmmmmmmm. you have a nice tongue Nathan but right now I have to pee. My slave left with Caroline before I could make use of his mouth Nathan. I'll go slow, now open your mouth, cup my cunni like a good boy...........Ahhhhhhhhhh. Yes slave, drink it, drink it all' Delia moaned hearing Nathan swallowing. Delia paused. 'Your hands Slave' she reminded him. Nathan's palms, warm and wet caressed Delia's flat tummy. She could hear Nathan fighting not to gag but he was swallowing. Delia ruffled his hair between swallows. 'Good slave, good puppy' she cooed. He was crying but he was swallowing her dark yellow piss.

Delia enjoyed Nathan's talented tongue. 'You want my sweet cream slave?' she asked as Nathan licked and sucked her clit. Delia felt his hands on her ass cheeks, holding her to his mouth as each spasm oozed more thick cum into his mouth.

Nathan leaned back onto his hands. Breathing hard, gasping even as he licked her cum from his lips. There was a nice ocean breeze coming in thru the screens but both Nathan and Delia's bodies glistened with sweat.

When Nathan opened his eyes he saw Delia seated on the oral chair. Between Delia's feet Nathan saw the round hole. He remembered being under Caroline on the ride from the bridge.

'Come Nathan, what would you want me to tell Caroline?'
Nathan slid his head thru the hole. It was dark but not dark enough that he couldn't see Delia's spread ass cheeks inches from his face. Some light entered from the slits on each side of the box and more trickled in as she opened her thighs wide as she gazed down.

It was hot and Nathan could smell her. He turned his head away, breathing, fighting not to gag. Tears blurred his vision as his tongue reached between the warm cheeks as he began licking.

Delia smiled. She didn't even have to tell him. It was the video playing in his head, she was sure of it.

'Lick deeper Nathan. Caroline like it when Chet uses the flat of his tongue to lick her clean before and after she feeds him' she told Nathan.

Delia could feel his tears cool against the inside of her cheeks as Nathan's tongue found her crinkled rose. Delia could hear him crying, he pulled his face away, his tongue gone.

Delia waited. She could hear him breathing, then his warm breath back between her sweaty cheeks, his tongue gently scraping across her hole.

'Rim me slave,then suck on it' she told him. 'Yessssssssss' she cooed. 'Just like that.


'That's him' Goldmund heard. He looked up to see two young girl's grinning at him. Goldmund dropped to his knees in the hot sand as he saw Lynne talking to the girl's.

'Go ahead, straddle his face' he heard Lynne tell the young blonde. The girl held her bikini bunched in her hand as she move her hot thighs around his head.

'Slave' he heard Lynne yell at him. 'It's her first feeding. Don't disappoint me' she told him.

Goldmund looked up at the young blonde. The girl giggled when he began to rub her tummy as he began licking the sweat from her naked cunni.

'Go ahead Abbie' the other girl urged her friend on. Goldmund felt the first pulse of hot piss cut thru the cunni sweat he was trying to swallow.

Goldmund cupped his mouth around the flowing cunni. The hot piss burned his open throat going down. It wasn't until the flow eased that the rancid taste made him fight his gag reflex. Goldmund sucked as Lynne and the other girl huddled around the girl who was almost crying as Goldmund suckled her cunni, her swollen nub.

The scream was followed by Goldmund's mouth being filled with cunni cream as the girl climaxed.

Goldmund eased back, sitting in the hot sand as the other girl stood before him, legs spread, naked cunni already dripping down the insides of her thighs.

The crack of his leash across his back brought him to his knees, his tear filled eyes looking up at the grinning girl, her long black hair pulled back in a long ponytail.

Lynne raised the leash for another whipping but stopped as his palms reached for he girl's tummy and his tongue began lapping the shinny strings of sweat oozing from her cunni.

As Goldmund sucked, drank more rancid piss on his knees between the dunes and he hadn't reached the beach yet or the hole where he would drink, eat from God knows hot many Women. His screams, tears only bringing laughter and drawing more and more Women walking the beach who would come to watch and maybe use the human toilet.


Neal looked up thru the hole. He had watched as other boys were led to the many different oral chairs in the large showroom. Some whined and cried openly as they went to their knees then their backs on the cold hardwood floor before sliding their heads into the hole below each chair.

One boy, seemingly picked at random was led away to a small room in back. Screaming and begging he fought even under the crack of a whip. Neal felt himself begin to shake when he saw the special toilet when one of the Shoppe girls opened the door.

Voices filling the room as the Shoppe opened. Neal's knuckles growing white as his hands gripped the legs of the basic oral chair.

Neal watched several faces stare down at him before a young black girl turned, lowered her shorts and thong and sat over his face.

Neal breathed in the smell of a recently bathed cunni and ass as the girl wiggled down into the seat.

Neal raised his face eager to taste the fresh sweet smelling cunni. The Shoppe noise, voices, even the cries from other chair slaves faded away.

'Ooooooooooo' Neal heard as he licked, his mouth catching the cunni morning dew that was flowing. Neal wished the girl would never leave, even when she looked down between her legs and told him to lick her ass.

Neal dragged the flat of his tongue thru the cheeks tasting her as she wiggled deeper onto his face. Neal rimmed her, sucked her.

'I'm coming Mother' he heard as his mouth opened under her cunni hungering for the taste of her sweet cum.

Neal drank. If his hands could only reach up he would hold her to his mouth, afraid she would leave before he had tasted every drop.

Light flooded in, Neal blinked seeing the young dark haired girl smiling down at him. But all to quickly she was gone.

The roar of voices, crying slaves, shadows passing by him before he saw the young pretty black face staring down at him.

Princess Amari reached down forcing two bejeweled finger roughly into Neal's mouth.

'Open Slave' she ordered him. 'Wider...wider' she told a now frightened Neal.

'I want you to suckle my asshole slave. Do you understand' she added. Not waiting for any reply she turned raised her long dress and light blue panties and sat over Neal's face.

The black cheeks spread and the sweaty sticky ass sweat coated Neal's tongue as he tried not to turn his face away. Neal licked, swallowed, wishing the other girl had never gone away.

Queen Ashanti and Amari's sister Amara looked around the room looking at the different styles of chairs. Queen Ashanti had several she had back home but was happy to see some new designs, several in fact.

Amara saw them two as they both left Amari who was looking for a new Toilet boy to buy.

Neal licked the sticky hole almost gagging. Princess Amari smiled feeling the slaves tongue. Earlier, back in their suite of rooms she had used the young slave assigned to them for her morning toilet. Princess Amari hadn't showered afterwards.

She was on the hunt for a new Toilet Boy. Tired of the last one she had bought here last year he now served the kitchen staff back home at their estate.

Neal squeezed fresh tears from his eyes as his lips circled around the foul tasting hole and began sucking.

Amari relaxed then pushed feeling herself open. Smiling she imagined filling this new slave's mouth as he sucked on her like a new baby at his mothers nipple.

Neal fought the bile rising in his throat hoping she wasn't doing what he feared she was trying to do when suddenly she rose up. Fresh air, light flooded the hole and Neal saw the black girl looking down at him again.

Amari walked away seeing her mother & sister. Neal would never know how close he came testing his bond with Corrine.

'Hi' The beautiful dark haired girl was back. Neal saw the funnel she was lowering to his face. He opened his mouth around the nipple and watched the young girl sit back over him. After sucking the black girl's hole Neal welcomed the pretty dark haired yellow wine to wash away the taste.

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Nice to see you posting again Tekkar. I've missed your stories....
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Thanx Dolphin...........See you in part 25................
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