Kristin and the Golden Toilet
By Mia Sharona
(FF Ff scat consentual)
Authors note: This story contains adults only material, about
scat, scat play and children involved in scat play. If you are
not into scat, this story isn't one you will like. If you are
into scat, its one I hope you will enjoy.



After finishing the third shift in a row at Boston General
Kristen was exhausted. Her floor had been bedlam and chaos had
dominated her for 12 of the last 24 hours. She had managed only a
short cat nap in the break room but a stat call had interrupted
even that.

She was barely able to keep her eyes open as she shuffled
listlessly to the parking garage. She was ready to quit this job.
She had gone through this one too many times.

Approaching her Toyota Corolla she clicked the security tag on
her keys and was about to open the car door when everything went
black.

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Kristen opened her eyes. She found herself laid out on a large
comfortable bed in a luxurious looking room. She was neither
bound nor restrained but thoroughly confused as to where she was.
Her shoes and stockings lay across a gilded cushion chair next to
the bed along with her nurse cap and purse.

Rising slowly she looked around. "I must have passed out." was
her first thought. That made no sense. If that had happened she
would be in the Hospital, not in this strange room. "Maybe I have
been kidnapped!" was her second thought and she quickly darted to
her feet, stepping silently and cautiously across the room to the
door. Opening it a crack she peered out expecting to see some
evil man on the other side waiting to rape her.

Instead there was an equally luxurious hallway filled with works
of art and fine furnishings. No one was in sight. Walking on cat
feet she carefully made her way up the hallway, holding her
breath. A noise came from the room up ahead, the sound of a small
bell tinkling, as though a lamb were grazing in an open meadow.

Kristen's heart fluttered and she could hear it pounding in her
ears. Creeping up to the door where the sound came she opened it.
Even before she saw inside she smelled the distinct odor she knew
too well. It was the odor of a full bedpan.

As the door swung open Kristen found herself face to face with a
Middle aged woman who was beneath the covers of a gigantic
mahogany bed. The woman was grey haired and looked to be in her
late 40s, fairly thin but not sickly. She had grey eyes and pale
skin. She had not seen sunlight on the alabaster skin for some
time. She wore a light green nightgown and held in her and a tiny
silver bell.

"Well, I see you are finally awake." The strange woman said.
"Feel rested? You've been asleep for 36 hours. I know the
sedative wasn't that strong. You must have been totally
exhausted."

"You brought me here?" Kristen was perplexed. "Why? Who are you?"

"You needn't be afraid child." Said the woman. "If you have been
inconvenienced in any way you will be compensated. How does
$25.000 sound for a days sleeping? Surely that will make things
right."

"Let me get this straight." Kristen continued. "I have been
sedated and brought here, essentially kidnapped, and now you want
to pay me $25,000? This is ...a bit unusual."

"I had my agent Martha to fetch you. Rather than argue the point
of you coming she used expediency. It was her own initiative. She
is being punished. I can only offer to compensate you if you are
planning to leave." The Grey Haired lady seemed remarkably calm
and cold.

"Why am I here?' Kristen demanded a little more forcefully.

"I wish to hire you as my private nurse. You see, I have hired a
detective to find me the perfect candidate and you are whom he
selected." The woman opened a drawer by her bed stand taking out
a dossier which she opened, spilling its contents on the bed
before Kristen.

Kristen's heart leapt. In it were photos taken of her without her
knowledge. They showed her naked on the floor, her friend
Mistress Lisa squatting over her face. Her mouth was open and
shot after shot showed her as she took in and swallowed the shit
from Lisa's ass. Kristen was a secret toilet slave and now the
secret had been discovered.

"I..don't know what to say." Kristen said blushing and putting
her hands over her face. "You want to hire me?"

"As a nurse first of all." Said the woman. "You see I suffer from
Weak Bowel Syndrome, I am sure you know of it. I cannot hold my
bile for more than 30 minutes and suffer from constant bouts of
diarrhea. I need a special nurse to be my constant companion to
deal with it."

"You don't need me." Kristen said. "Any private nurse could
handle the job."

"No there is more." Said the woman smiling faintly. "I also, like
you have a scat fetish. I enjoy feeding other women my shit. I am
quite wealthy and hire a constant stream of women to serve my
needs. I need you to administer proper antibiotics and stand by
as I perfume my little games in case of choking accidents. I had
a near fatality last week with one of the girls that was
difficult to explain. She found herself coking to death on my
shit."

Kristen began to see the light. "And me being a toilet girl and a
nurse...it begins to all make sense now." Kristen tapped her chin
as she thought. "What if I refuse?"

"Take the $25,000 the photos and you are free to go. But stay and
you will make a 7 figure annual income." Said the woman taking
out her check book she wrote a check for 25,000 and signed it.
She wrote a second for One million dollars but left off her
signature. She handed both of them to Kristen.

Kristen gasped at the sight of the checks. "These are real?
That's all I have to do for the money?"

"Not all." Said the woman rising from her bed she threw back the
blankets. From the waist down she was naked. "I need to shit.
Will you please lie on the floor? I wish to use your mouth. My
serving girl seems to have missed hearing the bell."

"This is all a bit of a shock." Kristin said looking at the half
nude woman. Her pussy was bushy and untrimmed. It was nothing she
didn't see every day, only this wasn't the normal relationship
she had with patients.  "My clothes, well this is all I have to
wear home."

"I will have a tailor bring you a new outfit. Please I have to
hurry before I soil the bed and carpet ." Pulling out from under
the bed was a special large bed pan with a place that fit a human
head built into the front. It was perfectly clean and unused.
"Lie here. I can't hold it long." Her face contorted in distress.

Kristin decided there was no harm in it and besides she did enjoy
being used as a toilet by dominant women. She shrugged her
shoulders and lay down putting her head in the bed pan. Opening
her mouth and  she stuck out her tongue. "Ok how is this?"

"A perfect target." The woman quickly squatted over Kristin's
face. "Hope you don't mind it too runny." Before Kristin could
answer a brown squirt of half liquid bile filled her mouth to
over flowing.

The taste was intense. Mistress Lisa usually had much firmer
stool and the taste and smell not nearly so pungent. Kristin
resisted the impulse to gag, instead forcing a swallow. "Oh
my..." she managed to utter as a shit bubble formed over her now
filthy mouth.

Another splatter and another quickly followed as the anus of the
strange woman extended in a never ending series of smaller and
smaller expulsions. Shit ran down among the hairs of the woman's
pussy which dripped globules of lube. The woman was indeed
aroused. " That feels so good!" she managed to sigh.

Kristin began to lick the woman's asshole without being asked to.
She was like a cat cleaning her kitten, she put all her love into
her work. Soon there was no trace of the shit clinging to the ass
hairs and pussy. Her ass crack was as clean as if she had spent
the day in a spa.

The woman staggered to her feet. Kristen's uniform was soiled to
her pocket, and her hair was matted with shit. Her face was
streaked and globs ran down into her ears. She looked up smiling
with angelic contentment.

The woman helped her up from the bedpan which had caught what
Kristin missed.
"I will make it 2 million a year, that's my final offer."

"You could have had me for room and board." Kristin grinned.

                                             Chapter 2

The next week was a whirl wind of new experiences. Kristin
learned that on top of a scat fetish Mia, her new mistress also
enjoyed prepubescent girls. Since Mia was forced to shit some ten
to twelve times a day there was a constant stream of women and
children coming and going to the mansion from dawn till late at
night. There was also lavish dining going on.  Part of Mistress
Mia's disorder was an inability to digest food. She thus ate
voraciously and often. The food passed through her system usually
within an hour so there was a constant back and forth from table
to bedroom with her next scat whore ready to receive the diuretic
expulsions. Since she digested poorly she did not put on weight.
She was the perfect shitting machine.

Kristin was her night server. She slept in Mistress Mia's bed and
regularly throughout the night would rise and go to the floor
lying in the bed pan. Mistress Mia would ring a bell afterward
and two lady servants would carry the bed pan away replacing it
with a clean one. Kristin would step into a shower for a few
minutes in the master bath and be back in bed for another hour or
so. The routine sounds vigorous, but was much less intense than
working at Boston General. Usually by 4 am Mia's system was empty
and they could sleep in till around 8 am.

The alarm rang with a gentle tone of cascading wind chimes and
Kristin opened her eyes. Mia lay beside her still asleep. She was
coming to love her employer almost as much as she loved her new
job. Though the woman was at times cold and distant, she never
was cruel and always behaved fairly.

"Ms Mia," came a voice over the intercom. "Your 9 am appointment
is here, shall I server her breakfast?"

"Yes Maria." Mia yawned. "I will be down in a few minutes to join
her. Let me get a shower first."

Rising Kristin and Mia stripped naked, stepping into the large
green marble bathroom. The shower was unlike any Kristin had ever
seen before coming here. One need only step into an enormous
basin and water cascaded down over rocks creating a waterfall of
mist and droplets. Plants and ferns grew from the crags between
those rocks and the air was filled with recorded bird sound. The
women washed each others bodies with giant natural sponges and
sensual oil filled soaps. Stepping from the shower the water
stopped instantly and was replaced by a warm wind like a summer
day that quickly blew them dry. The bath was like stepping into
the hands of nature.

A uniform lay out on the bed already with clean linens. Kristin
wore the same style nurse outfit each day, because it especially
was comforting to the children that came to have a kindly young
nurse help them with their task. It also gave an official stamp
of legitimacy to the scat sessions, knowing a trained nurse was
there to keep things safe.

Mia would step into her walk in wardrobe closet and select a
gown, usually something expensive and stylish. Being older she
dressed conservatively. One if they met her on the street would
take her for someone's Upper middle class Mom.

After they dressed and combed their hair the two walked down the
hallway to a double wide stairwell akin to the one from Gone With
the Wind, out across the main room to the adjoining dining room.
The all girl wait staff stood ready in uniform by the dining
table which if filled sat about 40 people. There were three place
settings and a girl of about 9 sat at one eating a bowl of cereal
along with several plates of breakfast dishes she had left
untouched.

"Hello Jenny." Mia greeted the little girl. "How is your
breakfast?"

"Its fine Ms. Sharona." She said sweetly. "I only wanted the
cocoa crisp thank you."

"Very good." Mia said, kissing the child's cheek. "That leaves
more room for later."

Mia and Kristin sat at the table across from Jenny and servants
quickly brought them trays of food. Mia ate a huge meal as usual.
She had porridge, two English muffins, three eggs, two bacons, a
steak, hash browns, coffee and a bowl of fruit. It was a meal a
good sized man would have found filling. Kristin had a coffee
with sweet n low and an omelet with green pepper, mushrooms and
Bavarian cheddar cheese.

"How is your Mother? Mia asked Jenny making polite conversation.

"Much better thank you." Answered Jenny. "Since I started this
job and you paid for her operation things are much better. She
will able to work soon and I can quit working, thanks to you."

"My agents found Jenny in a child prostitution ring being used by
a dozen men a day." Mia told Kristin. "Her Mom had a brain tumor
and little chance to live. I paid for the operation and financed
her so I am her only client."

"This is much better work than before." Said Jenny gratefully.
"And now I and Mom can be together.. "There is enough in the bank
to keep us for several years till Mom is back to full ability."

Kristin marveled at how the strange boss of hers managed to mix
filth and philanthropy with seamless ease. "So you don't mind
having scat with Ms Mia?" she asked.

"At first it was hard." Jenny recalled. "I come once or twice a
week. But Ms Sharona is patient and never scolding and let me
take it at my own pace. Now I can swallow like the big girls do."
She beamed proudly.

"Yes child." Ms Mia smiled back. "I will miss you when you go,
but if you ever need your old job back it is always waiting for
you."

Mia began to look pale. Suddenly she released a loud fart. "I
think its time Jenny. Best go upstairs now."

                                                         To be
continued....

Jenny stood quickly and trotted up the stairwell knowing the way
from past visits. Mia and Kristin rose with less speed. Mia
seemed to hold her stomach and placed another hand to her read
trying to hold it in. "Help me Kristin or I'll never make it."

Kristin took Mia by the arm pits leaning the woman against her
body. She quickly raised Mia's gown and thrust her hand into the
woman's panties. With her thumb Kristin pushed  up into Mia's
asshole, feeling the churning flood trying to move the other
direction. "I have you Mia, just lean on me and we will walk up
the stairs together."

Mia looked pail and in painful distress. "oh...oh." She moaned
softly.

By the time they made it to Mia's room Jenny was already laying
on the floor with her head in the bedpan. She looked up her
crystal blue eyes and blond curls seemed to give no clue this was
a veteran of many shit eating sessions. Her soft pink cheeks
turned in a dimple as she gave a faint smile. "I am ready Ms
Sharona."

All the girls were instructed to wear white when they came for
duty. Jenny as well wore a white dress that seemed more
appropriate for church than sex. Opening her mouth and closing
her eyes she waited.

Kristin quickly stripped Mia of her panties and lifted the skirt
above her head. By now Mia was frantic and tears flowed from her
cheeks. Quickly she squatted over Jenny's face and a torrent of
shit flew from her ass like the breaking of a dam before a mighty
mud laden river. It buried the child in a mere second beneath a
thick rising pile of half firm waste. Mia groaned and pushed.
Beneath it Jenny moved her jaw trying to eat, but could in no way
keep up. As Mia let the last straining dribbles of shit drop,
exhausted she sat down mashing the mess into the child's face
with the round and crack of her ass.

Jenny seemed to move back and forth beneath, perhaps searching
for air. Her once blonde hair was now coated brown, her dress
splattered and ruined. Kristin bent forward making sure the child
was all right.

"Jenny?" Kristin asked sweetly. "How are we doing?"

"I am fine Ms Nurse." She said through thick caked mouth and
tongue. "Its more than usual, but I learned how to get my air.
Shall I lick you clean Ms Sharona?"

"No child." Mia smiled as she rose up stickily. "You get a
shower. I will let Kristin finish me up. And by the way, you'll
find a little extra in your pay check for that one."

Jenny sat up a rolling mound sliding down into her lap. "Thank
you." Carefully she lifted the shit and placed it where her head
lay moments ago, rose from the floor and gave a little curtsy.

Kristin had to smile at the absurdity of the scene. Such good
manners for a shit eating prostitute. Such elegance from a  woman
most people would be shocked and horrified at. And she
herself...she was about to do her favorite thing, to spend a long
luxurious time licking stick diarrhea from a hairy woman's naked
ass. Life didn't get any better than this.


                             To be continued


  Kristin saw to it that Jenny got into clean clothes and made it
back to the front door where the chauffeur awaited her to take
her home. Kristin walked through the Mansion with its many works
of fine sculpture, tapestry and paintings to the back of the
complex where the kitchen was.

Peaking in the doorway she saw Laura the Chef preparing the next
meal due for consumption about 11 am. Kristin immediately noticed
that Laura was dressed in a traditional white chefs hat, apron
and smock but wasn't wearing any pants. Her bare buttocks stood
out below the apron tie rather fat and round. Kristin couldn't
help but also notice the plump woman had the frond of a carrot
protruding from her asshole. She no doubt had one of the veggies
up her rectum.

"Hey Maria" Laura called to the chambermaid. I think your
breakfast has cooked long enough now."

Maria the Hispanic downstairs maid dressed in black with a white
apron came in from the cupboard where she had been returning
plates to the shelves after washing. "How long has it been in?"
she asked the chef.

"About two hours." Laura replied. "Just the way you like it."

Maria stooped behind the older plump woman and began to slowly
pull the carrot from her ass. It emerged with a sucking sound and
a gently muffled pop. Kristin could see it was quite brown having
been shoved into an ass filled to the sphincter with shit. Maria
started to put it in her mouth when the Chef grabbed her wrist.
"Not so fast, first you pay me for it."

Maria reluctantly placed the carrot on the stainless steel prep
table and proceeded to bury her face in Laura's ass. Without even
stopping the dicing she was doing Laura whistled and hummed as
she began to shit into Maria's face as it was pressed close into
her crack. The shit oozed out above and below the maid's face and
Maria's cheeks bulged as if filled to capacity.

Maria began to chew as more shit dribbles slid down her neck onto
her clean uniform. Soon she swallowed several such mouthfuls and
the Chef seemed satisfied. "Ok now you may have your carrot like
a good bunny."

Maria jumped up her face brown and sticky and greedily ate of the
shit covered tuber. "tomorrow,..." she said while chewing "Can I
have a zucchini? And for dinner tonight I would love some
bratwurst."

Laura looked at the shit covered girl smiling. "I was planning to
eat Mexican tonight. Perhaps I will fill my ass with peppers and
let you eat shit dipped jalapeños."

"Oh I love that!" Maria clapped with glee. "Can I bob for apples
in the toilet for dessert?"

"Oh all right." Grinned Laura. "I'll be sure to tell all the
staff not to flush today. But after that you rim me for a good
two hours this time."

The two hugged and kissed. Laura now looked like Lucy after her
job at the chocolate factory.

                                              To be continued....



   The chime resounded throughout the lower house Kristin had
come to know over the last several days. It trumpeted the arrival
of another appointment, the eleven o'clock woman or child whom
would next act as Ms Sharona's toilet.  The Foyer Maid opened the
door as Kristin came through the main room to greet the new
guest.

Standing on the front porch was a woman about 45 dressed in tall
plastic boots, a skin tight mini skirt that covered far too
little of her cellulose thighs, and a leopard spotted halter top
that strained against two giant silicone breasts.  Her head bore
a cheap blonde wig and giant goggle-sized designer sun glasses.
She was the stereotype of a well past expiration date hooker.

Beside her stood a thin girl of about 10, chalky white skin and
jet black hair. She looked as timid and withdrawn as the older
woman looked loud and unabashed. Giving the child a push in the
door the older woman announced in a heavy New Jersey accent "So
dis is the place Carrie. You are gonna do what evah dese nice
ladies tell you. I am tired of bringin' home the bacon so its
time I put you to work for your keep."

Kristin immediately saw the dynamic. An aging whore who no longer
turned tricks putting her daughter to work to avoid doing real
work herself, Kristin wondered if this situation might not be
against the child's will. Till now, she had met no one young or
old who came here of other than their own choice.

"I'll be back in a couple uh hours to get the brat." Said the
mother lighting a cigarette and turning to leave. "If she gives
you any lip just back-hand her." She stepped into an ageing BMW
with several evident dings and dents and drove away in a cloud of
oil-drenched exhaust.

Kristin, sensing the young girl's apprehension   put out her hand
to shake it. "Hi, I'm Kristin, I work here. I am very pleased to
meet you, Carrie is it?"

The child looked up through doe-like teary eyes nodding
affirmative.

"Don't worry Carrie, no one here will hurt you or make you do
anything you don't want to do." Kristin reassured her. "We would
like you to do work for us, but if you don't want it, its ok."

"My mommy will hit me if I don't...don't..." she lowered her head
blushing unable to finish her thought.

"You let me deal with your Mom. All she really cares about is
money and she will get that. Don't worry." Kristin continued.
"But we want to work with you. What do you want more than
anything else? What can we do that makes your work here worth
while?"

The child looked at her feet silently and thought. "I don't
know." She said softly.

Kristin took her hand leading her into the mansion sitting her
down in the den where a large screen tv fort kids had been set
up. There were all manner of video games ready for their
amusement. "Carrie, you play here for a while and I will go talk
to the boss. Lets see if we can't make your stay here more
pleasant. OK?"

Carrie nodded sitting on the couch taking the wii controller and
playing at a game she was fond of.

Kristin went upstairs to where Mia Sharona was preparing for her
next meal by fixing her make up and putting on clean clothes.
"Ms. Sharona, your 11 o'clock is here and I want to talk with you
about her."

"Yes Kristin, what the problem?" Mia said putting on her lipstick
staring in the mirror.

"She is being forced by her Mom to do this and is very
frightened." Kristin continued. "I know how you feel about force,
so what shall we do?"

"This comes up from time to time." Mia answered pursing her lips.
"I understand that sometimes children especially, slip through
our screening process unprepared to work. I will take one of the
wait staff in her place. Can I ask a favor of you Kristin?"

"Surely Kristin answered. "What is it?"

"I want you to train her. Be as gentle as you want, take your
time and see if you can't teach her to be a toilet. Offer her
what she wants up to 10k a session in value, and do whatever it
is to make her accept the job. If she can't then we pay for a
session and send her home." Mia was most business like. "You seem
to have a way with children, consider it part of your
responsibilities to train those who are reticent."

Kristin nodded and returned to the recreation room where Carrie
played the wii.

"Carrie," Kristin asked the child who stared at the screen. "Do
you know why you are here?"

"Mommy says a lady is going to give us lots of money." She
answered.

"And do you know why?" Kristin asked carefully.

"Mommy says the woman likes to go poo in little girl's mouths."
Carrie's voice sounded frightened. "I don't want it. Is someone
going to poo in my mouth?"

Kristin hugged the child closely. "Carrie honey, if you decide to
say no, you don't have to, simple as that."

"Really?" Carrie sounded very relieved. "I think it is dirty. Poo
stinks. Mommy tried to make me last night and I got sick."

Kristin made a few phone calls and within two hours several
limousines pulled up to the front of the mansion. From them came
several of the younger girls who regularly worked for Ms Mia,
including Jenny the child there earlier in the day. Other girls
included Anne, aged 12 who had curly red hair and freckles, wore
a baseball cap backwards along with jeans and a New York Yankees
t-shirt. There was Susan, a seven year old girl with jet black
hair, and a very dainty manner. She wore her normal white skirt
that they all wore when on duty. Following them was Rory, a brown
haired girl with amazing green eyes that seemed to pierce you.
She was the oldest at 14. She wore tight shorts and a halter top
along with Converse sneakers bright pink.

Along with Carrie they all gathered together in the ball room
where Kristin had ordered a teas set and party decorations be set
up in festive child appealing colors.

"Carrie, today is your coming out party." Kristin beamed with a
friendly smile. These other girls are going to be your sisters."
Each in turn gave Carrie a hug and a warm kiss of welcome.
"Gee, I....always wanted sisters." Carrie began to weep tears of
joy. She ran over and hugged Kristin. "Thank you. How did you
know that's what I wanted?"

"You aren't the only one with a Mom that is kind of mean."
Kristin smiled back.

"Yeah." Chimed in Anne the red head, "we all got Moms what
slapped us around, except for Jenny. Her Mom is too sick."

They all sat at the table and had cake, cookies and tea and
became better acquainted.

"Now we are going to play a game called Tongue in Cheek." Kristin
said. The rules are simple. I ask a question. If you know the
answer you win a prize. If you don't know the answer you have to
kiss the little girl next to you on the bottom. Ok?"

"Oh I love that game!" Susan bounced up and down. "Lets all take
off our panties now. I want to be ready."

Before Carrie could say a word all five other girls were pealing
off their pants and removing their underwears. Carrie found
herself looking around a bit confused.

"Don't you want to play too?" asked Rory. "Its lots of fun and
you get cool stuff like video games and trips to Amusement
parks...it's really cool!"

"Go ahead." Kristin encouraged. "Give me your panties. Don't be
ashamed. We all have our off."

Somewhat reluctantly Carrie rose to her feet. "Well, ok, I
suppose." She said quickly dropping her panties to the floor and
stepping out of them. "I feel kind of weird."

The circle of girls all clapped and giggled as the game began.
Kristin rose before the group naked from the waste down having
removed the skirt of her nurses uniform and pantyhose. She asked
the first question of Susan, the small seven year old with the
mousy disposition.

"Susan, what is the color of the sky?" Kristin smiled sweetly.

"Green!" Susan giggled being silly in her response.

"Oh I am afraid that is wrong Susan. It is blue. You must now
kiss Anne on her bottom."

All the girls giggled and slapped each other's shoulders.

"Where on her bottom should I kiss it?' Susan asked in mock
naiveté.

"On the lips of her wink." All the girls said in unison.

"And what shall I use?" Susan continued the ritual response.

"Your tongue your tongue!" They responded back in chorus.

Anne stood and turned around holding open her ass cheeks and
bending over her chair. Susan stood behind her smiling and
bending forward, inserting her extended tongue up the young
girl's winking anus. All the others clapped hooted and made
cheering encouragement. Anne then sat down and Susan blushed
giving a curtsy to the group with a wicked child like smile. She
then sat down and Kristen turned to Anne.

"Anne, If I have two apples and I eat one apple, how many do I
have left?" Kristin asked.

Anne laughed and giggled, putting her hand over her grin. "Three
apple." She said wrongly on purpose. Again all the girls laughed,
this time standing on their chairs shaking their naked bottoms
toward Anne's direction spreading their cheeks obscenely.

Carrie remained seated in her chair watching the merriment, not
sure how to react. Kristin turned to her and whispered in her
ear.."just do whatever the other girls do..its part of the game!"

Timidly she nodded. Standing and stepping onto her own chair and
spreading her ass for the group copying the others who continued
in their mooning.

"I am sorry Anne but that is not correct." Said Kristin. "You
will have to kiss the bottom of  Rory."

"Hell ya!" Rory still standing on her chair taunted Anne with her
ass close to the girls face. "And no shallow kisses, I want it
deep!"

"And where shall I kiss it?" Anne recited the response.

"On the lips of her wink!" all chanted together. This time Carrie
joined in on the chant.

Anne grabbed Rory's ass cheeks and thrust her tongue as far it
would go up the other girl's asshole."

"Oh suck it!" Rory moaned. "Suck my dirty asshole you cunt." And
all the girls again giggled taking their seats again to watch the
two girls locked in perverted anal oral pleasure.

To be continued...