Part 8 – Until the Cows Come Home Once all the guests had departed, Mistress Eva came back to tend to her slave. Claudia was still spaced out when she saw the Mistress' face appear hovering above her. "You did very well tonight Shitlips," she complimented. "However, your training is not complete." Claudia wasn't even troubled. She lay in her pool of shit...
"I want to cover your pussy and stick to your pubic hair. I bet you have a lush black jungle of hair down there, don't you Jo? I would feel warm and oily on your pussy. Do you like to feel warm and wet down there? I would mix with your juices dripping from your pussy. I imagine how you smell great down there when you're sexed up. Oh, and I would sex you up....
Author's Note: I am glad to hear so many of you are enjoying this story thus far. I started writing this when I noticed that very little scat content was being posted regularly and that there was a general lack of scat content overall, especially lesbian scat. I'm at a point in the story where I have covered a lot of the ideas and scenarios I came into thi...
Naomi noticed him in her peripheral vision, he was coming her way. Might as well just be bold she thought, so she turned completely around and stared at him full on. Doug was a tad shocked when he saw her turn around and stare at him as he walked up towards huge bar area. But, he wasn't disappointed, she stood with her hip out sexy and luscious, her body w...
All characters depicted in this story are over the age of 18. Chapter 4 -- School As I sat on Tracy's porch, I felt the sun bathe me in its warmth. For the first time in my life, I truly enjoyed the moment. I didn't have to worry anymore. I could get whatever I want, whenever I want—eliminating the stress of finding a job, a house, a partner, a meal, or an...
This is the fourth installment of the Mountain of a Mess series! While it's not necessary to read the other parts to enjoy this one, this part does reference the first three in several places, so reading them may fill in some plot holes. ***** It was 4:32 in the morning when I was woken up with a start. "Fuck!" Blake hissed in the darkness as he struggle...
Lying in bed, feeling doggone tired after working an overnight shift as the only security guard for a grocery store, I feel dead. It's eight thirty on a Monday morning and I just got off the number nine bus from Hurdman Station. It stops right across the street from my apartment in Vanier, Ontario. A ten minute bus ride which I endured, half-asleep, sitting...
"Mmm yeah, baby, you like that don'tcha?" "Oh yes, harder, please!" I wasn't at all surprised to hear the lust and desire thick in my voice. I'd put it there, after all. I'd been trained too well and had too much practice to let my disgust leak out into my voice. John Stone – the seventh John Stone this week – was actually Lord Doland Carston. The Gaelin k...
I could hear the “bing-bong” of the doorbell as I depressed the white lighted plastic button. As faint as the sound was from my position standing outside the house, it startled my jangled nerves nonetheless. I had never done anything like this before, and my stomach was somewhere between butterflies and full-on nauseousness. That door chime symbolized the...
Enormous silvery-gray storm clouds are far in the distance over an ocean of aquamarine, white foam is cascading down the waves. As the water gets closer, it turns a pale green color and rushes onto a white sandy beach. At the end of the beach in the distance is a large black rocky crag jutting into the sea. Rising up from this is a hill getting more densely...