After her first set was done, she removed herself from the machine and with that knowing smirk on her face, she said, “Wow! I really like doing those!”

I nodded my head, and said, “Me too.” Meaning I liked it when SHE did them!

From the look she flashed me, I think she understood my meaning as well. Her small smirk grew to a small smile before she turned around and got back into position for her second set. Just as soon as she started her first rep, my nose was up close to her ass, flaring as I inhaled her scent.

On her third or forth rep she stopped moving and stayed in the bent over position, then exclaimed in a tone of mock exasperation, “Good grief! I have to fart AGAIN! I’m really sorry to have to put you through this John. You really don’t mind, do you?”.

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My crazing eyes reacted, even before he spoke.

-Open up your damned mouth, Prop. Here is for keeping you hungry. Take it, shit-eater.

His hole had started to spread-wide again, and he helped it to spread even wider with his hands. I felt myself shrink when I saw how that next turd protruded from his shit-hole. I tried to ease it out with my tongue, but he pushed me away and steadied my mouth right under it. Its waxing size - This was going to be the killer. my doggy eyes’ focus changed between that and my master’s eyes. His expression confirmed it: he was giving birth to our future. My asslicking tongue may have impregnated him, now to establish our levels for times to come. our baby was on its way, on its way from his shit-hole of a womb and a womb of a shit-hole - father and mother both. he was producing the never-to-change fact of our relation: by humbly eating this large, glimmering product of his bowels I would proclaim myself the inferior: the shit-eater, HIS shit eater.

He didn’t let it fall into my mouth. No-no, he lowered himself even more. And I felt that brown killer, that huge relation establisher sink down my mouth and throat until finally his ass landed on my lips, and by contracting his muscles he let go of it with a sigh. And it was all mine, to devour and contemplate on.

I squatted down over him, holding my cock and balls against my belly to keep the direct visual contact and to keep free sight over his gap. The flickering candle-light, his hot submissive eyes and his wide-open hungry jaws.

(There should have been a camera.)

That was a great moment there on the kitchen-floor, some kind of sacred expectancy.

An expectancy of the sacramental realization of the black mass.

The “Drink” - this is my yellow piss was completed. Now - the brown substance. My eyes into Prop’s. my nodding head as a confirmation of the impending climax of our Communion.

Prop gazed intently into my now gaping shit hole. And his eyes as well as my own senses told me how the turd - the second one, the one that would count - slowly left my interior, and hot and heavy forced its way further and further out of me.

. towards his mouth, where his tongue now anxiously worked over his lips. In the stillness our heaving chests. (Hey, Prop! Hero-worshipping again? And this time with no return? How you had pleaded, proclaiming that this was what would ultimately bind you to me, the navel-string never to be cut off when once and for all it linked us together.the definitive demonstration of your subservience - my waste - you - my refuse-heap.

. your proof of belonging, your belonging to me!)

Lowered my ass still more when I felt the turd on its way to fall from me, and your lips clung to my hole. And you sucked hard! You were sucking hard, Prop.

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“Stay down there, slut,” Thelma said as Brenda moved her head back. “I haven’t finished with you yet.”

With submissive eyes, Brenda stared up into Thelma’s eyes, knowing this moment would come, and wanting it!

“I like a good piss between orgasms,” Thelma said, smiling the knowing smile that Brenda hated so much. “With a pretty slut like you and a fridge full of beer I can cum and piss all night long.”

Thelma applied pressure to the back of her head with her hands and Brenda whimpered as she allowed her to position her head between her thighs. “Open your mouth, slut,” Thelma instructed.

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“Never, you dirty whore!” Sandy screamed. “And I never will
either, you scummy, slutty tramp!”

“Bitch!” Arnie growled. “You’ve got some serious lessons to
learn! It’s time to stop fucking around!”

Arnie tossed Sandy onto her side, and before the sleek beauty
could regain her balance, he had jerked her arms around the
bottom of her toilet howl and snapped handcuffs around her
wrists.

Sandy jerked helplessly at the chains as her face was pressed
into the cold, dainp toilet bowl, but there was no way she could
escape.
Suddenly Arnie dropped to his knees behind her. When she felt
the brush of his monstrous cock over the silky curve of her ass,
she knew what was going to happen.

“No!” she whispered, fear and horror combining to make her
weak. “Please don’t do this! Please stop now! I’ll give you money!
I won’t tell anyone what happened! Just please don’t rape me! I
can’t stand sex!”

“Shut up, land-whore,” Bridget said, straddling the toilet and
pushing her cunt into Sandy’s face. “You love to use that mouth
so much, use it on my pretty pussy!”

Sandy gagged at the woman’s horrid words. She looked up at
Bridget, and for the first time she realized that all of her attackers
had stripped while she was being dunked underwater. Chuck and
Rocky were standing on either side of her, both their cocks hard
as crowbars and longer than any pricks Sandy had ever
imagined. But it was the sight of Bridget that took the sultry
blonde’s breath away.

Sandy was a tall girl, but Bridget was over sixfeet tall. And while
Sandy had the slender build of a fashion model, Bridget was built
like a cross between an old-timer stripper and a female
bodybuilder.

She was almost as firm as Sandy, but her ass was fuil and her
thighs were lush and her tits were huge mounds of flesh that
seemed to defy gravity by standing so high and proud on her
chest. Bridget’s flaming red hair was matched by an equally fiery
patch over her cunt. And her skin was flawless ivory.

“That’s right, cunt!” Bridget hissed. “Take a good look! You’re a
sexy little bitch, but you’ve never even seen anyone as sexy as
me!”

“Stop bragging!” Arnie growled, slapping his big prick over the
tiny pink lips of Sandy’s cunt. “You’re just another big-titted slut!
Our landlady here’s not just sexy, she’s sexy with some class!”

“And Sandy-slut’s got the best legs I’ve ever seen,” Rocky said.
” And those nipples are in a class by themselves. You’re a beauty,
Bridget, but this shiny tramp might have you beat.”

Sandy burned with shame as her four captors talked about her
like she was a piece of meat or a used car they were considering
buying. A look of cold fury crossed Bridget’s face, and she
grabbed two handfuls of Sandy’s silky blonde hair and jammed
her cunt right into the trapped beauty’s face.

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