An Ocean of Misery Chapter Seven This is a femdom story with parts written from both male and female point of view. Some scenes are graphic and depict torture including scatology. A judge has beautiful twin daughters. He adores them and will do anything for them. What they desire most is having a full service slave for their ocean cruise they take every summer. The slaves in the past have not enjoyed their cruise and the yacht has docked at summer's end with one less passenger than when they departed. This slave may be different. The twins discover his usefulness before the end of their senior year of high school. Joe becomes a part of The Lady Dragon Fires basketball team. His cleaning skills are enjoyed by the team. Joe is enjoyed even more by the twins. Will Joe make this summer cruise,..... will he return? No part of the characters or story is true. If you would like to comment, please do so. My email is wrighter4u@yahoo.com Please do not send attachments. Neither this nor any of my stories have been proofed or edited by anyone. Therefore it is likely they contain errors. I doubt if there are errors in the story line. If you find errors of any kind please email me and I will correct them. Do not just say there are errors! Thank you for reading my stories. If you mouse click after Hale/ in the address bar, erase all to the right, click enter, you will be directed to the chapters in the correct order as well as my other stories. Besides constantly serving Coach Hughes, giving her oral sex, I was used by Donna as her full time toilet. Her grandma was so happy, she said her grandaughter had not come over so much in years. She said she knew I was doing very special things for Donna. She said I made being a foster parent worthwhile. About a month later I was about to enter the Lair and met Sara as she was coming out. She told me she had neglected to flush. I could not wait to get inside. I went straight to the third stall. Sure enough, there it was. A turd from the beautiful bod of Sara Abreu. I took a deep breath, I could smell shit. I know my nose wrinkled but not from disgust. It just stunk. I unfasten my belt, unzipped my pants and let them fall to the floor. I put my hand on my dick which was already hard. I knelt down to worship the porceline god and give thanks for her shit. I have wanted to taste her shit since I first laid eyes on her unbelievable body. I was thrilled. I took a deep breath, through my nose as I lowered my head into the bowels of the commode which I may forever enshrine. The shit odor was stronger but I hardly had to remind myself that this came from the body of the world's most beautiful creature and that I was fortunate to be near anything that come from her body. All the times I have licked and cleaned her panties had prepared me for this glorious moment. I moved my hand faster as I lowered my head in the shrine. The water was cold on my face as I closed my mouth over her shit. I took as much as I could in my mouth and raised clear of the yellow water. I savored her shit as I pumped my dick. The stink was terrible. The taste not bad, other than being bitter. I am glad I was mentally prepared for this. I would not want to be a disappointment to my Goddess. I swallowed and lowered my head quickly for another big bite. As my head cleared the water that time I cum all over the place. I knew unless I could eat all of her shit from the Shrine of Sara, I could not really be her toilet. I put my head in the water again and continued to do so until all of her shit was in my stomach where it belonged. I wished that I had the courage to tell her that I wanted to be her full time permanent toilet. I know she would tell her dad and Judge Abreu would have me committed to some institution where I could never eat panties again. There would certainly be no one like the Goddesses I was serving here. No, I must be content to serve the Lady Dragon Fires with my best effort and be content to enjoy these moments whenever they presented themselves. I got up and went to my locker, got my mouthwash and gargled. I washed really good and did a through inspection to make sure no tell tale signs was smeared on my face. I had to have my lungs full of the sweet wonderful scent of Goddess Sara's shit. I went back in the stall, put my head in the toilet and inhaled again, holding the air in my lungs to get the utmost benefit from the scents of a Goddess. From moments like these are the times that enable life to be lived to the fullest. The Lady Dragon Fires went to the State Tournament. I was the only male on the bus! I know it was a reward for all of the cleaning I have done for them. I enjoyed the trip up there so much. I took all of the girls their food. That was putting a lot of trust in me. Even though the JV girls were not going to play, they all went. The hardest part was watching all of those cute little asses go in the toilet and not be able to go in and clean for them. I am careful not to let anyone know my true thought about things like this. The majority does not think these are normal thoughts. I looked up the words, normal, pervert, etc. They say nothing. Look them up for yourself. Made me feel a lot better about myself and my desires. I know lots of people have fantasies they do nothing about, not me. I was living them and would continue to live them for the remainder of my life. When I am eighty, I planed to have my tongue inside a female's body. If I could chose the way I die, I would chose to choke on a big turd emitted from a gorgeous female ass. I would want my last breath to be saturated with methane straight from the bowels of said gorgeous body. I will always remember the night at the state tournament. I went to heaven that night. The twins came to my room! The Abreu Goddesses! Kara asked me, "Joe have you ever hooked up with a girl?" I could only answer one way because I could not tell them about all of the special service and attention I had been doing for Donna and Coach Hughes. Then they pushed the door open and walked passed me! I was stunned. I told them I had not but wanted to. Who would not want to eat these two! They obviously did not know all that others had done to me. I gave a feeble plea about the blindfold. Sure I wanted to see their gorgeous bods. I wanted more to taste them even more. They had me kneel at the foot of my bed. They laid side by side. I felt two legs go over my shoulder and in a second my mouth was treated to the sweetest most wonderful spot on earth. I felt inadequate. I wished I had received more practice and instruction from Coach Hughes. If I had that to do over I would ask her to teach me more and gain knowledge. I knew then that a guy can never have enough knowledge about cunninlingus. I vowed to become the best pussy eater the world had ever known. I know I done better on Sara. I thought I had been a disappointment to Kara. They were in a hurry too. Plus I think they were afraid Coach Hughes would catch us. I was not as afraid of that as I would have been a short while ago. I just know I will get a chance to make it better for My Goddesses. They deserve a lot more than I could ever hope to give them. When Sara moaned and told me I was good. Well....that may have been the happiest moment of my life. To be told you are good by a goddess, that is everything. Her soft thighs pressed tightly against my face. I did not mind the pressure. It was OK when her nails removed skin from my back. I knew enough then to realize that was done because My Goddess was in the throes of rapture. When a guy can get a goddess in the throes of rapture, no sacrifice is to great. Sara almost suffocated me. I was gasping for breath when Kara farted square on my face. When I inhaled her fart I thought I was going to die. That is when I decided that was the way I wanted to go. I just was not ready at that time! Did it stink? Of course it did. That was OK though. It was expected to stink. No matter how beautiful a girl is, I have already learned, shit smells pretty much like shit. It is much worse when their stomach is upset the way Donna's was that time though. I felt my dick grow even more when the fart hit my nose. They said enduring words to me. They called me what I was which was a compliment. Sara even held my hand on the way to the bathroom. I hoped she wanted to use me as her toilet. That would have been so terrific. Neither of them did though. I must admit I was disappointed. Instead they had me get in the bathtub. Both of them pissed on my scratched back. I could feel the pain as their urine went into the cuts. As it flowed over my back to the drain, I got to lick it several times. I would have loved to drink all of it. I made sure the blindfold soaked up all I could get it to. When the girls left I licked the bathtub and sucked all of the Goddess Pee from Sara's scarf. I jacked off more as I swallowed their glorious golden nectar. I vowed to forever remember that night. By what my Goddesses told me, I was pretty sure I would get to serve them in the most intimate ways possible, yes, be their toilet. If they had me on video while I worshiped at The Shrine of Goddess Sara, they knew I wanted to eat their shit. Whoa, if they had that on video, they would have used me for their toilet. I got really down then, what if that was repulsive to them? What if My Goddesses would never allow me to be their toilet? Woe is me if that be true. The only thought that soothed me were thoughts of Princess Donna. I cried when Sara hurt her ankle. I carried My Goddess. I would have given her my ankle if I could. I would have given her my life if it would have cured her so that she could play. She was so sad. All of my beautiful wonderful Lady Dragon Fires cried. Some just boo hooed. That was the saddest time of my life. Coach Hughes did a great job. She knew they had played their hearts out. Still they lost. Goddesses Sara and Kara were Seniors. They would get no second chance. See why I would have gladly given my life to make it all right for them. They would have been so happy if they had won. There is little soltice in knowing you are the best after you were awarded second. I carried My Goddess to the bus. I stayed on all fours in the isle so Sara could rest her leg on my back. I would have done that if the floor of that bus had been molden lava. I was hurting all over by the time the bus got us back home. Judge Abreu followed the bus home. Sara and Kara could have rode back with him but when I told her I would stay on all fours in the isle to provide a rest for her ankle, she wanted to do that. Sara was so sweet. I knew how demanding she could be. I loved her for it. If only she would allow me to serve her, really serve her. She allowed me to carry her to her room. When she asked me to carry her to the toilet I was shocked. Just to enter Goddesses Sara's Toilet, ah, of which dreams are made. I have received so much pleasure already. I had to give My Goddess every opportunity to enjoy the pleasures of owning her own human toilet. If Princess Donna liked it so much, there must be pleasure for a beautiful girl in having and using one, I reasoned. I went for it. She seemed very reluctent at first, then gradually she accepted the idea. Maybe because she could not sit on the commode with out hurting her ankle. I did not want her ankle to hurt, but if it was that sore, maybe I could get her accustomed to having a personal toilet to do intimate things for her. Maybe she would get attached to the idea and want me for life. Ohhh, dare I dream. My hands shook, I was really nervous, this was the opportunity of a life time when she asked me to remove her panties. My hands touched the warm smooth flesh of her ass. The ass of a goddess. I would get the pleasure of kissing it many times I prayed. She did not blindfold me. I tried not to be so obvious but this was a goddess of the highest order. I loved the black pubic hair. It even had auburn in it like her hair. Her lips were perfectly formed. I knew how they taste but I had never seen them before. I fell so in love. I will never be able to do enough for My Goddess, never. Her piss was sooo good. Don't anyone tell me it was piss like anyone's piss. Not true, this was special. I even thanked her. She looked at me. I know she liked me a lot, a whole lot. She got off my shoulder and turned around. I was only inches from her gorgeous ass. I loved the little brown pucker hole that was before me. I tilted my head back and opened my mouth. I wanted My Goddess to be certain what I was more than willing to serve her intimately. She did. She asked me to form a seat for her ass with my hands. I instantly had a goddess sitting on my hands. I had a goddess who was going to use me for her full and complete toilet. I was in heaven. When she asked me so sweetly to lick her ass, I entered a new level of heaven. Instantly I felt the tip of my tongue exploring her rosebud. I was enjoying the scent and taste of My Goddess very much when I heard the sound and felt the air come out of that lovely little hole. The air kinda swooshed all around my tongue right into my mouth. I quickly inhaled knowing she would not enjoy the smell of her fart nearly as much as I. That was proved. She wrapped a large towel around her ass and my face. I knew Sara had had chili for dinner. I reaped the benefits of it. I held my breath so her fart would dissipate within my body. While I was holding my breath she did it again. I exhaled then inhaled again as quickly as I could but I know I did not get all of it. I felt sorry for My Goddess if any of that reached her cute little nose! The moment I had been waiting for arrived. I watched as a large brown turd poked it's head out of her rosebud. The little hole stretch so much. It was a wonderment to watch it open, just as a flower opens. I opened my mouth as wide as I could. I could only hope it was large enough to receive Goddess Sara's turd. She waited on me, she was being so sweet and considerate. Is it any wonder I adore serving her? I heard her say in a very sweet voice. "Are you ready for more, Joe?" "Yes, Goddess," I answered. She gave me more and gave it to me faster. I gulped it down. She continued to feed me. I am so glad I had had prior experience doing this. Donna had trained me good. I licked Goddess Sara with long loving licks then rimmed her good. I took the liberty of kissing that sweet little hole when I was through licking. She made no comments about that. she just said. "Carry me to bed slave, you can take my panties to inhale but don't you get any shit on them. That stuff stinks. Not everyone likes the scent the way you do. Something else slave, don't you dare brush your teeth, wash your mouth or drink anything until tomorrow. I will sleep with a warm tingling feeling knowing you are tasting my shit all night long. Tomorrow I will let you wash down the residue of my shit in a special way. A delish golden stream will replace the yucky brown stains in your toilet mouth." As if she had to tell me that. I was going to enjoy the scent and taste of Goddess Sara's shit all night long. I had dreamed of this moment since I first saw her. She was so pleased with me, she laughted. It felt good to know my Goddess appreciated me and what I done for her. I said. "Thank you Goddess for allowing me to care for you and serve you in this manner. I will always try to insure your life is great. I will serve you in any and all ways you wish. I am completely yours for life, if you will have me. Thank you Goddess Sara." Goddess wrinkled her cute little nose and said to me in her superior voice. "You stink. Sleep in the bathroom of the guest room tonight. We will find suitable arrangements for our new toilet slave tomorrow. Kara and I will love using you as our toilet. I do not think you are good enough to be the toilet of such beautiful ladies, but, you will have to do for now. There are a lot of things you will do for us besides enjoying the fine cusine coming from our bods. If you are really good, work hard, and serve us well, maybe you will get cum to swallow. Would you like that shit mouth?" "Oh yes, Goddess, please I will do anything for your and Goddess Kara's cum." I answered. I know what she said might sound harsh to some of you. I knew My Goddess was just showing her appreciation of me but wanted me to know how superior she was. Like I did not already know that. Goddesses have that right. Hearing that tone of voice must be expected by a person who is inferior. I am way down the food chain compared to Sara Abreu. She tilted her pretty little head to one side and said in her hautiest voice, I love her voice. It so depicts the Goddess she is. "OK, but for now, put these on and go." She handed me two sets of cuffs and showed me how to fasten them. She is so sweet. I could not expect one so beautiful, a Goddess and all, to be half as sweet. I crawled to the guest bathroom and went to sleep with my mind on the beautiful Goddess whose shit I could still smell and taste.