Daddy’s Shit

We pulled into the garage, and as the door was shutting, he (of course) ordered me down on my knees. He had me unlace his boots and pull them off. He took off his leather chaps and then started undoing his jeans. He carefully took them off trying to keep the squashed turd pile in them as undisturbed as possible. His ass was caked with shit. As much as I tried, he wouldn’t let me get my face near his ass until he had put on his chaps and boots again. Who was I to argue? Then after sticking a bottle of poppers under my nose, without ceremony, he turned and shoved his unbelievably shitty ass in my face demanding that I clean it up good. As if I had to be told, but I said, “Yes Sir,” like I was supposed to. Most of you probably know that this sort of job is no small thing. It takes real time and effort to spit shine an ass as caked and smeared with fresh shit as this one was. First you have to shovel up all the big, chunky parts off the ass cheeks with your tongue. These require real chewing, which takes some effort. Daddy’s ass was hairy as fuck, so this added to the challenge of licking it clean. Eventually I got the cheeks more or less clean, and after another hit of poppers, dove snout first into the crack. There was pretty much a whole shit log wedged and reformed in the crack, so instead of diving in with my tongue, I had to go teeth first and chew my way in. By now I was used to the taste of his shit, and was able to do this with genuine relish. The shit was so firm that I was able to clean up his hairy crack faster than I thought I would be able to. Daddy must have sensed my disappointment because he said something about there being softer shit up there for later. He wasn’t kidding. I was also wondering what his plans were for the mess in his jeans. I found out before long.

I had finished cleaning up his ass, and was feeling very proud of myself for not puking. I was also getting a little antsy, having held off from shooting my load (with considerable difficulty) for the last 45 minutes or so. He ordered me to lie on my back on the concrete. As I watched, he walked over to his jeans on the floor. He lifted his big-ass boot and brought it down in the middle of the mess in his jeans. He ground it around for a while. Knowing what was coming, my dick got rock fucking hard again. Daddy then strolled over and without preliminaries, planted the Vibram sole of his boot square on my already shit smeared face. He ordered me to clean out his treads. I got to work prying out morsels of Daddy’s shit from in between the lugs of his boot soles. This was no easy task, but the toe of his other boot was dangerously close to my nuts, and he reminded me of this fact.

As I continued to eat the caked shit from his boot soles, he asked if my mouth was getting dry. Sensing what he was getting at, I said, “Yes Sir”. There was none of the awkward waiting one often has to do when a man is trying to piss in your mouth. His piss stream was strong, hot and immediate with the removal of his boot. I’d be lying if I said that I swallowed it all without missing a drop. Piss went fucking everywhere, but I swallowed a considerable amount of it, along with much of the shit that was caked onto my teeth. He must have been holding it for a long time because his piss went on and on. I was afraid to touch my dick because I knew I would blow my load if I did. When he was done pissing, he stepped into his piss puddle to moisten the remainder of the shit on his boot and replaced it on my face. The piss helped a lot, and I was able to clean up his boot sole much easier, getting my tongue between each lug to do a thorough job.

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Couple Therapy

Finally, Jennifer was empty. I could see the relief rush across Lisa’s face, to quickly be replaced by fear again. I unhooked her hose and reattached it to Jennifer’s anal plug. Lisa tried to struggle but Taylor was holding her upright and the bondage was far too stiff to allow much escape. I turned the knob on the enema plug and watched as Jennifer’s enema water ran down the tube as well. She was screaming as she watched the brownish liquid run toward her mouth, knowing it would soon be swirling around her tongue and in her stomach. I spent the time ignoring her, making it less than an event, while examining Jennifer’s bound body. The posture collar held her neck completely rigid and the three layers of rubber hood and straps kept the blow up gag and eye pads in place. I set my hands at her new waist, amazed at the small measurement. Her youth made this a perfect time for corset training. Though it would be necessary to keep her in some form of corset for the rest of her life, her body was actually changing, reorienting itself to accommodate the constriction. In no time she would be permanently altered. Her breasts, despite their constriction beneath the rubber, really stood out in their splendor. I looked forward to having some fun with her before the sale.

I turned back to watch the last of the liquid run out of Jennifer. Lisa was crying as I watched her throat reluctantly swallow the final drops of what was most likely a horrible substance. Once I was sure she was finished, I replaced the feeding gag with two rubber wedges at the back of her teeth, holding her mouth open as wide as possible. I think she could tell it wasn’t over, but I don’t think she really knew. I attached a chain to either side of her collar and to the floor, removing any chance of her moving. I snapped my fingers for Taylor to standup. I whispered in her ear and she quickly backed up to Lisa’s bound form and squatted. I could really hear Lisa wail now as Taylor began pressing her ass against her mouth. It was a sight to be seen. A tall blonde slave girl with long shapely legs, rings piercing her body, teetering on ballet boots, squatting over the mouth of another slave. I couldn’t quite see what was happening, but from Lisa’s sounds and expression, I would guess that Taylor had relieved herself well. A mixture of piss and shit filled Lisa’s mouth as Taylor stood up again. I don’t think Lisa knew what to do. But eventually, as I petted Taylor on her knees again and watched, she knew there wasn’t anything she could do. Her tongue swirled the feces and urine around and I watched it slide down her throat.

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The Bum

He pulled out his finger, and held it up between our faces. It was thick with my shit, and smelled real nasty. He stuck it up my nose, so that all I could smell was my own shit. Pulling the shitty finger out of my nose, he stuck it in my mouth. I sucked it clean, swallowing my own shit and snot. He brought his face close to mine, opening his mouth, and sticking out his fat red tongue, drooling ropes of spit. He stuck his tongue into my filthy mouth, and I sucked on it. Our lips locked together, and he gave a great belch. My mouth filled with the taste of stale beer and bile. He forced me down on my back in the pool of piss and slime, and pulled my legs up over my chest. He stood over me, pulling on his fat cock, then let loose with another blast of acrid yellow piss, hosing me down, from my face to my ass. I gargled the hot urine while he sprayed my asshole with his dick. He stripped off his filthy pants, then grabbed my legs and pulled them apart, and knelt between them. Leaning over me he sucked his own piss from my mouth, then blew it back in my face. He shoved his fingers down my throat, making me gag again, and getting them covered with slime. He rammed three fingers up my hole, and spread them apart, cupping the palm of his hand under my ass. I pushed hard, and slid a fat turd into his hand. He grinned, raised it to his nose, and sniffed deeply. Then he used it to grease his fat pole, coating it and his balls with a thick layer of my crap. He wiped the rest off on my face and chest. Then he shoved his shit-lubed dick up my asshole in one thrust. Before I could cry out in pain, he had stuck his slobbering tongue down my throat, belching and burping at the same time. He started ramming my ass with his huge cock, fucking me like a whore. He spit in my face, and then started chewing on my shit-smeared nipples, biting them real hard. The pain in my ass and nipples made my balls tingle.

He grabbed my arm, and forced it out to the side, where my hand met a fat dry turd, dropped there at least a couple of days ago by some other bum – or perhaps it was one of his. I took hold of it. It felt like a sausage or a dildo in my hand. He reared up, still fucking my ass, and opened his mouth. I knew what he wanted, and I rammed that filthy turd as far into his throat as I could, mashing it into his face. He chewed and swallowed, and finally started gagging. As he retched more and more violently, his hips bucked up and down, and my asshole felt like it was being split open by that fat cock. He forced my mouth open, and leaned over me and puked all that shit and the rest of the filth in his guts right into my throat. This filthy bum was fucking my ass as I lay in a pool of piss, and puking into my face. The vomit poured out of him as he heaved and shoved. I could feel it running out of my mouth and down my neck. He locked his lips over mine, alternately puking and sucking up his own vomit, his tongue swirling around looking for lumps of shit and half-digested food to slurp up into his mouth. I started gulping and gagging along with him.

Suddenly he pulled his dick out of my ass, and squatted over my chest. He rammed the shitty pole into my throat a couple of times, coating it with vomit, which he used to jack it off. He reached back with one hand and roughly shoved three fingers up my oozing rectum, jabbing them back and forth. Finally, yelling and cursing, he shot what seemed like a pint of hot stringy cum all over my face. I greedily licked it up, and he smeared what I could not reach with my tongue down into my mouth.

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Basic Training

I could see the look of understanding on her face when I showed her the station and what she was to do. She looked rather excited in performing the exercise and quickly set to doing just that. After setting her feet into the supports and leaning forward against the lower body support, she began bending at the hips in deep slow reps. Once again I was right behind her taking in the exquisite site of her ass as she performed the movement. It was an ideal exercise for me to put her through, because it left her ass perfectly motionless when doing it. I wasn’t about to pass up anymore opportunities again, so I ran my nose in close to her ass and sniffed at her ass during her entire set. I’d been a little disappointed when all I could get from her was a meager amount of odor, but it didn’t stop me from continuing with my sniffing.

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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Bagging a Bagger

“You like the smell of my shit, boy? Good. Then put your tongue out and give my hole a nice big lick with it,” I said, jutting my ass upwards a bit off the chair.

He lapped my ass crack several times and I knew he was running his tongue over the turd end that was sticking out a bit. “Show me that fucking tongue of yours, boy”. He opened his mouth and showed me his now brown tongue. There was my hot brown shit smeared on his young pink tongue. I could have shot my load right then, but I wasn’t nearly done with this little faggot.

“You like the taste too, fag? You like having my hot shit on your tongue?”, I panted, totally turned on.

“Yes, Sir,” he answered.

“You see what’s sticking out of my shit hole, boy? Tell me what you see there”, I said.

“Your turd, Sir,” he answered, licking his lips and pulling on his cock.

This kid was really into this scene. “That’s right, faggot, that’s my fucking hot man shit. That’s one of my beautiful turds, boy, I saved it up just for you. Now show me what a hot little fucker you are. Put your lips around the end of that turd and suck on it. Suck on it real good.”

The kid’s mouth was on my hole in a flash, tonguing and sucking at that turd. “Yeah, faggot, you’re doing so good on that I’m going to give you some more.” I began pushing the whole turd out into the kid’s eager mouth. “Just take it, kid, take that big long turd in your mouth. Just let me take a crap right in your fucking mouth, boy.” I put my hand on the back of his head to make sure he took the whole log of shit.

When I’d finished pumping that log into his mouth I pulled his head up. The end of a nice firm log was sticking out between his full, shit smeared lips. He looked so fucking gorgeous with my shit hanging out of his mouth. He had a hot, crazed look on his face and his cock was bobbing all over the place. The next step was too much to pass up now.

“You’re going to eat that turd for me now, aren’t you, boy? Come on. Show me how much you love my shit, fag, eat it.” I took him over to the couch and sat him down next to me. I could tell by the look on his face he was in trouble. He hadn’t thought this far yet. But I’ve turned enough guys into shiteaters to know all it takes is the right amount of coaxing and patience to get them hooked on eating my shit for me. If you can get them to eat your shit the first time, they’ll be back again and again. I was determined at this point that Sean was going to become one of my hot little shit eaters. I wanted to feed this boy on a regular basis.

I pulled the turd out of his mouth with my hand and jammed a bottle of poppers under his nose. “Just relax, kid, we’ll take it nice and slow. My shit is going to become your food now, boy. You’re going to fucking love eating my shit for me. Its the best shit in town and you’ll be eating it all. You’re one lucky little queer boy, getting fed shit at your age. Most guys don’t get it until they’re my age. You’ll have so many men wanting to feed you shit they’ll have to take a number.”.

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