Karla.txt
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WARNING:  This story is intended for adults only.  It involves scat
activities between women.  The story is a fantasy and all names are
fictitious.

KARLA IN A HEAP OF SHIT     by Karen

       Karla was puzzled as she read the note attached to the
photograph she found in her mailbox.  She did not recognize the name
'Reba' attached to it and was not at all familiar with the ritzy
section of town from which it came.  She did clearly understand the
note, however.  It was very simple and explicit.  "Be at 1102 Briley
Park Way at 4:00 PM or else."  The attached photo left no doubt as to
what the 'or else' meant.  It graphically displayed Karla with her
married lady friend.  Both were naked and Karla was lapping her tongue
eagerly into the spread asshole of her lady friend.  If these pictures
ever made their way to this lady friend's husband .... or to Karla's
boss .... she didn't even want to think of the results.  How did she
get these pictures?  What would happen to her now?  It did not matter
in the least.  The bottom line..... Karla would be at 1102 Briley this
very afternoon.
       Trembling, Karla waited for the ring of the doorbell to be
answered.  The mansion she arrived at was elaborate and spoke of the
wealth of the occupants.  They can't need money so it's not blackmail,
she thought as she waited.
       The heavy wood doors swung open and a petite little blond girl
poked her head around it's edge.  She wore the tiny, frilly cap of a
maid.  "Yes mam...can I help you?" she squeaked in a very young voice.
       "I'm Karla .... I think I'm expected," Karla's voice trembled
with excited fright.
       "Yes ma'am, Ms. Karla."  The girl opened the door wider as a
silent invitation for Karla to enter.  Cautiously, Karla stepped
across the threshold into what would be the most thrilling,
frightening and humiliating experience of her young life.  She knew
immediately that she was in for it.  The little blond, she later
learned to be 'Blondie', wore nothing but that little cap.  Her little
maturing body was extremely well-shaped for it's sixteen years of
growth.  Humiliated, Blondie attempted to hide her little pussy with
one hand while cradling her huge titties in her other arm.  The effort
was futile, for while she was able to cover her little twat with one
hand, her tits spilled out of her other arm.  Even in her own
predicament, Karla had to giggle at the little girl's plight.
       "I'm sorry ma'am, Mistress Reba does not allow help to wear
clothes .... they get in the way of other activities.  Please follow
me," Blondie simply stated as she turned and jiggled her tight little
ass before Karla down small steps into a large parlor.  Her feet sank
three inches into the white, fluffy carpet as she walked.  Here, Karla
met the mysterious Mistress Reba.
       "Mistress Reba, this is that Karla gal," Blondie bowed
obediently and wiggled away to some other unrevealed duties.  Karla
stood as if paralyzed with shock.  The elaborate surroundings were
dwarfed by the glamorous body of Reba.  She was a flaming redhead with
a face and body designed by the gods.  She wore a red silk robe which
was form-fitting and trimmed with fur.
       She drew lightly on a long, ivory cigarette holder and deeply
inhaled.  Karla knew it was not normal smoke.  Reba smiled seductively
and licked her cherry red lips with an unmistakingly female-loving
tongue.  Her blue eyes played up and down Karla's trembling body ....
burning right through her own clothes to the curves and folds beneath.
Karla felt them as solidly as firm caresses of passionate hands and
she shuddered with arousal.  Fear, desire, shame .... all mixed inside
Karla to increase the shivering of her expectant body.  She felt the
uncontrolled wetness begin in her pubic region and was again shamed by
it.
       Slowly, Reba raised the brown envelope and waved it for Karla
to observe.  "Here is the evidence which makes you mine.  I have no
intentions of giving it to you ... no matter what you do for me.  You
can't earn the right to have it.  I obviously don't need money, so you
will pay me in other ways.  You will pay and pay and pay some more,"
she giggled meanly.
       "I don't understand .... I .... I,'' Karla began to lie.
       "Oh, I think you do ... in part anyway," Reba continued, "I
think you do but I will elaborate for you.  You see, I can buy any
girl I want and pay her to do all the special things I like but what I
can't buy is that attitude I need.  I don't enjoy willing
participants, whatever the cost.  Girls I buy will do ANYTHING for a
dollar or a hit.  You can't embarrass them no matter what you order.
I want a girl that is humiliated, degraded and totally devastated by
the acts I order her to provide for me.  You, Karla, are to be that
girl for as long as I desire.  I have studied you well and know your
aptitude for eating shit.  I know you do so out of a need to be
dominated and controlled and not a love of the filthiness of it's
taste.  I know more than you imagine I do.  You will grovel at my feet
and beg to eat my shit and more.  You will complete each and every
task I put you to...regardless. You have no choice but to obey.  You
don't... these go to the proper people to cause you more trouble than
you can ever imagine.  You would probably be run out of town when they
hit the press," Reba laughed.
       "No.....  Please ... not the press...how could you do that?"
Karla protested.
       "Oh, I could, baby.  Believe me, I could and will unless you
cooperate," she threatened Karla who now had real tears of humiliation
running down her cheeks.
       "Wha .... what must I do?" Karla squeeked.
       "First, get out of those rags.  I want to see that pretty body
of yours in the flesh," Reba ordered curtly.
       "Ohhhhh ...!" Karla moaned as her fingers worked open the
buttons of her blouse.  She felt cheap, like a stripper, as she peeled
the blouse away from her braless tits and exposed them to the burning
eyes of her tormentress.  She felt her tits swing heavily forward as
she bent to step out of her skirt and blushed with the knowledge of
the picture that she gave Reba.  Standing there, she was as naked as
the day she came into this world.  Other than her married friend and a
couple of other lady associates, no one had seen her without clothing
and she was mortified.
       Karla could find no comfortable position for her hands.  Having
tried a dozen different positions without feeling comfortable, she
stood with them limply hanging at her sides.   Her face was downcast,
unable to look into the eyes prying into every nook and cranny of her
loins.  She blushed a crimson red from tip to toe.  Reba giggled at
her youthful embarrassment, loving every minute of it.  Karla felt the
hidden, secret desire to be humiliated broil up in her pussy, spread
up her milk white tummy and zing into her bud nips.  She felt the
melting heat of desire churning in her tummy and her body reacted with
tremors of passion and gasps for breath.  This obvious display of
excitement humiliated her even more.  She could not understand her own
body.  Why did it react in the opposite direction to what it should
react.  Reba noticed this reaction and smiled with pleasure.
     "Finally ... finally," Reba breathed in a whisper.  "Open those
legs, girl.  Show me what you offer down there.  Expose to me your
most cherished possessions," Reba directed in short, passion-filled
breaths.
     "Ohhhh!" Karla protested even as she slid her legs apart.  She
felt the cool air dip into her slit as it parted to the spread of her
thighs.  Her blush renewed and covered her body.  Her head began to
spin as light headedness set in.  She realized she was hooked.  What
this woman wanted to do to her, cause her to feel, ... she wished even
more to experience it.
     Feeling a sharp sting in both her nipples, Karla opened her eyes
from the sex-induced daze she was experiencing to find Reba pulling on
both of her erect nipples.
     "Come, come child.  It's time to begin your life-long
degradation," she snickered as she pulled Karla by her right nipple
through the double doors which joined the parlor to a much larger
roorn.
     "Nooooo, Ahhh, noooo!!" Karla protested as she slapped her tiny
hands to the most important parts of her naked body in a futile
attempt to conceal all the female flesh exposed there.
     Reta had guided her coldly and totally emotionally unprepared
into a room filled with beautiful ladies.  They all applauded as Reba
dragged her through the door, obviously anxious to get on with
whatever it was Reba had in mind for her.  On a small stage in front
of the seated group of women, Karla noticed little Blondie lying naked
in the fluffy carpet of the stage floor.  A fat toy pacifier was
plugged into her puckered asshole.  She lay on her back with her legs
thrown up and wide apart.  In her left hand she held a gallon baby
bottle half full of a slimy substance Karala recognized as a blended
mix of human shit and piss.  Blonde eagerly nursed the ooze from the
attached nipple as her right hand vigorously worked a large
gourd-shaped baby rattler in out out of her gaping pussy hole.
     The exploited condition of little Blondie did nothing to decrease
the humiliation poor Karla felt as a result of her own lewd exposure
to these women.  She drew her eyes away from the lewdly displayed
little Blondie and boiled with embarrassment.  Every eye in the group
of women was blistering into her private parts.  Reba tugged on her
nipple, pulling her towards the degraded Blondie who was moaning and
hunching her hard little ass wildly and fist fucking her own pussy
with the huge handle of the rattler.
     "Guess who is going to be our baby "sucker", honey?" Reba laughed
as she tweeked the nipple painfully and grinned at the audience.
     "Oohhhhh .... nooooo!!" was the only reply little Karla could
manage.  She knew very well it was to be her.  Knew exactly what was
coming .... hated it ... loved it .... burned with passion, digust,
humiliation...elation .... she could not decide which feeling she
hated most.  She was one dominated girl, that she was sure of.
     Reba led her up on the stage beside the squirming, hunching
Blondie.  "BLONDIE.... BLONDIE!!!" Reba had to fairly scream at the
child to get her attention away from her slurping pussy.
     "Uh ... huh .... Mistress Reba," she panted, still hunching on
the dildo.
     "It's time to do your stuff...like I told you.  Remember?" Reba
coaxed.
     'Yes, Mistress Reba.  I remember good," the child reluctantly
withdrew the rattler from her twitching pussy and licked it clean as
she rolled on her back.  She curled her ass up so that it was pointed
at the ceiling and spread her legs even wider into a split "T".
Karla wondered at the agility of the girl as she reached back and
popped the huge plug out of her asshole and placed it into her pretty
little mouth.  She grunted and Karla saw the tender meat around her
asshole push out into a little cone as her puckered and unplugged
asshole opened.  Like a slow running volcano, a soft pile of brown
shit rolled out of the hole.  It was the consistency of soft butter
and piled up in the girl's ass crack and spilled over to ooze into her
gaping pussy hole and slit.  The smell was horrendous; Karla wondered
as to what she had been fed to cause her to produce such a
foul-smelling mess of this consistency.  The watching women applauded
her efforts and Reba directed the already mortified Karla.  "OK,
honey, there is your meal."  So saying, Reba picked up the discarded
rattler and shoved the handle into the mushy mess directly over the
cunt hole of little Blondie.  She poked and jabbed to the accompanying
grunts of pleasure from Blondie until she felt it sink into the girl's
shit-covered little pussy hole.  She then worked it rapidly, almost
violently in and out of the hole so the fluffy shit mass was sucked
deep into the girl's little pussy.  Groans from the girl were blocked
out by the cheers of the watching women.  They were ecstatic for they,
like Karla, knew exactly how that shit douche was going to be cleaned
out of her pussy hole.
     "Well .... is she gonna stare the shit off her or lick it off?"
Another petite woman seated on the front row giggled as she vigorously
frictioned her swelled clit with her own hands.
     This crude statement snapped Karla out of her trance.  She
realized that she had been staring at the scene with eyes and mouth
wide open, much as a child would stare at a large dish of ice cream.
Karla blushed anew.  All these women were going to watch her eat this
stinking shit pile off this girl's twat and ass.  Reba stepped back,
waving Karla into this foul mess.  Karla knelt with her head spinning.
It was almost as if this wasn't happening, as if she were watching a
degrading movie, withdrawn, not a participant, yet there.  In her
dazed mind, Karla felt that if she did not kneel quickly she would
lose control and collapse to the floor.  Her humiliation was so great,
it threatened to rob her of her consciousness.  This close to the shit
pile, her nose sucked in the acrid stench of the crap.  Her nostrils
stung with the acidity of the aroma.  Her head turned involuntarily
away and the roar of laughter from the ladies sent the firey blush of
humiliation again cascading up and down her naked frame, turning her
timid little body to crimson.  She had no choice.  No woman would
voluntarily sink her face into such a putrid and repulsive offering
but Karla knew she was helpless to resist.  She lowered her mouth with
tongue extended long and curled upward at its trembling pink tip.
With a sweep of her head she scooped a huge clump of the shit mass
onto her tongue and lapped it repulsively into her pretty mouth.
Instantly, she reacted to the taste and grimaced as she swallowed.
Karla slung her head from side to side as the girls roared with
approval.  Karla was devastated.  She could not interrupt her reaction
to all this.  Her pussy was pouring forth its juices as if the most
desirable woman in the world had her face buried in it and had her
mouth sucking it into vibrations.  Still, she was so humiliated her
world spun around her.  She loved her forced conditions .... eating
shit from a pussy with all these women watching and cheering her on
... but ... hated it at the same time.  No matter what she felt she
had no control.  They could force her to do whatever they wanted.
Karla had little time to consider her tangled feelings.  The immediate
problem was fighting the urge of her tummy to reject the mouthful she
had just sent it.  Even as she dipped her head a second time into the
mess, the previous clump was bouncing up and down in her esophagus.  A
second scoop followed and a third with more ease.  As her stomach
became accustomed to this repulsive meal, Karla did not become at all
accustomed to the howls of the masturbating women.  Within a few
minutes the huge pile of shit had been whittled down to smears of
thick brown shit scattered over Blondie's pussy, ass and tummy and the
part that had to be sucked and licked from the young girl's two holes.
It was a pussy no matter how it was displayed and she dipped her
tongue directly into it and plunged deep.  Blondie squealed at the
welcome intrusion into her girlhood and began rotating her hips in
heated desire.
     "What say we give Karla a little treat as a reward for being such
a good shit-eater," Reba giggled.
     "Yes, yes," they all roared in unison.
     Reba turned Karla over on the stage platform and Karla noticed
Blondie greasing her hands and arms up, both of them.
     "Know what's coming?" Reba smiled at Karla.
     "No," Karla lied.  She knew good and well what was coming.
     "You little liar," Reba smacked Karla on the ass with her whip.
"Blondie here is going to open your asshole up, bigger than you've
ever had it before."
     Blondie began working her fingers up into Karla's back puckered
orifice and in no time was sliding her fingers, four fingers, in and
out with the flat of her hand.  She did this several moments before
she folded over her thumb and cupped her hand into a tight fist and
began rotating her hand back and forth while keeping a constant
pressure.  Little by little, Karla felt her asshole open up as more
and more of Blondie's hand forced her asshole open.  Then, when she
had pushed the widest section of her hand into tight hole, she stopped
and began working the fingers of her other hand up into Karla's
already stretched asshole.  Little by littltle slut whether you admit
it or not," Reba scolded.
     It was true.  Karla knew it was.  She was a shit-eater.  A
humiliated, shamed, degraded, lower than a worm's belly, shit-eating
whore, Karla thought as her head began to spin with shame and
humiliation.
     "I CAN'T HOLD IT ANY LONGER!!!  I've got to feed this little
shit-eater!!!" came a cry from the crowd.
     Karla, shocked back to reality, jerked her head in the direction
of the shrill crowd.  A very pretty little redhead lady was running
toward her, her large tits flopping wildly as she came.  She was
certainly in a hurry to humiliate Karla even more.  Reba did nothing
to stop the woman as she rolled Karla over onto her back, the buried
hands and arms in her ass causing her extreme pain.  The bald pussy of
the redhead was gaping, descending over Karla's waiting mouth.
     "Oh fuck if she shits," Karla thought... "I cain't eat another
bite."
     Squealing with delight, the girl crushed her fat pussy into
Karla's waiting face and, gurgling her pleasure, ground her swollen
clit into her waiting, open mouth.  Karla delighted in this sort of
female pleasure.  She knew well the very technique of clit homage.
Pulling it with her cupped tongue and sucking it like a baby calf on a
cow's teat, she set the girl to bawling with pleasure.  The hips of
the girl vibrated with uncontrolled passion and her cunt wiped it's
cum juice across the expanse of Karla's face.  Karla was relentless
with her tongue torture of the swelling little hard nipple in her
mouth.  She raked it with her teeth and the girl squealed with
pleasure and quaked so violently that her tits were slapping together
audibly.  Over the sounds of slapping tits, panting, groaning, yelping
and the slurp of her own cum-filled mouth, Karla could just make out
the applauding cheers of the watching women.  She never forgot they
were there however, and watching her every degrading move.  The
somewhat subdued redhead slid forward so Karla's tongue slipped down
the slimy slit and dipped into her woman hole.  Karla felt her shudder
and gurgle deep in her throat from the blazing wave of pleasure this
created.  Karla hoped the manipulation of the woman's pussy would
delay the inevitable deposition of shit into her already overstaffed
tummy.  It worked for many long moments as the girl enjoyed Karla's
expert tongue deep in her pussy.  Reluctantly, the girl raised above
Karla's stretched head and avoided the tongue as she positioned her
other pink puckered hole for Karla's attention. Karla circled the
star-shaped orifice with the soft, pink tip of her tongue and felt the
sphincter muscles vibrate.  She used this knowledge to further delay
the inevitable.  She played around the hole with her tongue, puckering
her lips and sucking on it like a vacuum and shoved her tongue between
the pulsating coils of membrane to dip into the hot depths of
degradation.
     This pleasure, sucking and teasing of this golden cave of
perfection was just more than the little redhead could tolerate.
Almost involuntarily her bowels let go of their grip on the longest,
fattest turd ever produced by human asshole.  It entered Karla's mouth
unexpectedly and filled it with its width.  Karla gulped.  She was
unprepared to accept the turd and unwilling to swallow it.  The taste
wasn't bad, or so Karla thought, based upon her previous meal.  She
had to jerk her mouth off the turd to catch her breath.  This gave the
cheering audience their first glimpse of what was happening and they
went wild with shouts of encouragement and praise for the girl in
producing such a magnificent specimen of shit.  They knew, as did
Karla, that this fresh offering would have to be chewed before it
could be swallowed.
     Karla glanced toward Reba in hopes she might allow her to avoid
forcing more shit into her already overstuffed stomach.  Her hopes
were dashed however, as she saw Reba sitting in an easy chair with
both legs spread wide over separate arms of the chair.  In both hands
she held giant rubber vibrating dildoes.  She shoved one in and out of
her pussy while the other was worked in little fast circles deep
inside her asshole.  There would be no reprieve from Reba. Realizing
this, Karla turned back to the monster above her face.  She raised her
head and circled the hanging monster turd with her bared teeth and
chomped through a good portion of the soft, smooth turd.  It felt
lumpy and acrid to the taste but she managed to chew it into a thin
consistency and with much difficulty swallow it.
     The girl waited for Karla to open her mouth for another bite and,
at the precise moment she was closing her teeth, the girl sat down
squarely onto Karla's gagging mouth and throat.  This shoved the
remaining six inches of the bit-off turd right down Karla's gagging
throat.  It was much too big to swallow but she had no choice.
Choking and gagging, Karla bit the turd away from her ass and
coughing, gasping for breath, chewing, heaving and spitting, Karla
managed to both chew and swallow the shit without losing consciousness
from loss of breath.  Gagging and sputtering, Karla could hear the
roar of laughter from the watching women and she almost fainted with
embarrassment.  She fully realized the show she must be giving these
ladies with her effort to swallow this human waste.  Giggling like a
school girl, the redhead trotted back to a little brunette who
instantly buried her face in the redhead's pussy and began slurping.
     By now, little Blondie had completely buried both her arms, well
past her elbows.  So caught up in her shit-eating, Karla had noticed
little at her other end, but now it came back to her in a terrible
rectal pain and she began flinching and twisting all over the floor of
the stage.
     Reba came up to the blond at Karla's ass and had her withdraw her
arms.  "It's time we take you into another room," Reba giggled.  Karla
was then led into separate, smaller room.  All took seats except Reba
and Karla.  Karla was staring at the upturned butt of a young
brunette, naked of course.  She was tied over a waist-high bar with
her feet and wrists secured to separate posts supporting the bar.  A
harness around her hips held a tube embedded deep in her asshole and
leading down to her mouth.  It was secured in her mouth by a strap
around her head.  She had obviously been fed an elixir of fiber-based
food.  The tube was of clear plastic and gobs of runny shit could be
seen seeping along the length of it and flooding into her mouth.  She
was struggling to swallow her own shit to avoid drowning in it.
Occasionally, a rumble would be heard and the shit was shoved along
the tube, rapidly exploding into her mouth.  These rumblings were
obviously farts of some volume; each time they happened, the girl
struggled against her bonds.  It was very clear she was having trouble
swallowing the shit fast enough.  She was recirculating her shit
through her own body, in one end and out the other to the original
again, over and over with disgusting rapidity.
	Reba pointed to a set of manacles attached to the floor and
Karla did not have to be told what to do, it was obvious to her.  She
knelt and secured her own wrists in the cuffs.  Following a rumble and
while the brunette was trying to cope with a mouthful of shit and gas,
Reba unsnapped the tube leading into the girl's mouth and quickly
popped the tube into Karla's mouth and snapped it in place.  The tube
was empty for the moment as the gaseous explosions from the girl's ass
had cleared it of shit.  Instantly however, it received gushes of shit
from the raw asshole of the tortured girl.  The shit rapidly worked
its way to the horrified mouth of Karla who watched it descend with
wide eyes.  She was not at all sure she could swallow a single
additional drop and if she didn't she would surely choke to death.
The drama was climaxed however, when deep within the bowels of the
girl, a rumbling gurgle exploded out her ass as a magnificent fart.
The expelled gas blasted the shit down the tube and down poor Karla's
throat.  Her throat overfilled and backed up into her mouth.  Both
mouth and throat clogged with shit prevented air from entering her
struggling lungs. She gulped, swallowed and gulped again over and over
until finally she was able to suck a deep breath of air into her
lungs.  Almost at the same time the silt of shit was drizzling into
her mouth, another rumble was heard.  The blast of gas again filled
her throat with shit and she had little time to contemplate her
humiliating position of forced nudity, shit food and watching women.
The ensuing choking of fume-forced shit held her attention and
occupied her totally.  She was intent on swallowing as much shit as
possible just to be able to survive the choking mess being forced down
her throat.  Tied as she was, she was helpless to do otherwise.  She
was sure she had swallowed tons of shit over a period of hours but in
reality the whole ordeal lasted less than a half hour.  She was
overfilled with shit and gas.  Her tummy bloated and huge gushes of
gas-forced shit began to explode out of her own ass and into a waiting
pan.  Reba allowed the flow to continue until she was satisfied with
the amount collected.  Giggling meanly, she slammed a huge butt plug
into poor Karla's asshole.  This she did without warning, preparation
or ceremony.  She simply held the fat pointed plug aimed at the
puckered brown hole and slammed her fist forward so the plug split the
sphincter open and buried itself in Karla's little asshole.  Karla was
sure she had set off an explosion of gunpowder in her asshole.  She
gagged and quivered in pain as more gushes of shit filled her mouth
and throat.  She felt the pressure building in her bowels but was
unable to expel it past the plug.  She was sure that if Reba did not
remove the plug or the tube soon, she would not be able to survive.
Very little room was left inside her throat and none in her stomach,
guts or bowels.  Reba, cruelly giggling, placed her naked foot on poor
Karla's tummy and pressed down.  The women applauded as shit squirted
from Karla's mouth into the tube and gushed back into the tortured
asshole of the contributing girl.  The little girl squealed with raw
pain and total discomfort.  The little girl could hold no more shit in
her ass and expelled it immediately with much gut rumbling and
squealings and squirmings.  The ladies watching roared with laughter
but poor Karla hardly heard them.  The shit vomit enema shot back down
the tube filled her mouth again.  She was sure her time was up and
resigned herself to this plight when she felt the strap loosened and
the tube jerked from her mouth.  Shit gushed out and splashed over her
tits and tummy as she gulped in huge volumes of air.  Even as she was
unhooked from the girl and allowed to sit up, shit continued to gush
from her mouth and she gasped for breath.  Staggering, she was lead by
giggling girls from the room to a smaller room set up like a bathroom.
The difference was in the furnishings.  In one corner was a special
frame device with a little girl on her back, naked and with her face
up to form a receptacle for the ladies' piss and shit.  The tub was
the destination of Karla, who was somewhat recovering from her plight.
She was aided in stepping into the tub and made to lie on her naked
back.  She was required to pull open her own pussy lips and spread her
legs wide.  Each lady present then empied her bladder and bowels onto
and into poor Karla.  When all had finished, Karla was covered with a
slime of piss and shit and lay in a silty stinking mess of the mixture
half way up her body.  Her pussy was full of the piss/shit mixture and
she had her face covered and her mouth and nose filled with the mess.
A grown woman aided poor Karla from the tub, after a cleansing, and
allowed her to sit on the face of the commode girl and dump her full
asshole into the gulping mouth.  Karla had no mercy on the girl as she
dumped her pain-filled asshole into her mouth.  Karla was then led to
a long winding staircase.  Her mouth dropped open and her eyes stared
in disbelief.  
     "Mistress...Mistresss .... You!" Karla gasped as she looked at
her lady friend with whom she had had the photos taken.  "Did they
force you..... where did they get our pictures...I .... I..."
     "No .... No ... Dear Karla...You misunderstand," she explained.
"I gave them the photos.  All this is my idea.  I knew how you loved
to be degraded and decided to give you a treat.  You have given me so
much pleasure.  Now, you crawl into this bed and start sucking my
asshole.  I might have a big, BIG surprise for you.  We will be
repeating this session with these other girls many, many times.  I
have many more ideas of humiliating and degrading you .... Now, eat
your Mistress's asshole and love your Mistress ....."
     
NOTE:  I did not write this story.  The author, Karen, would like to
correspond, by regular mail, with lesbians and bi-females with similar
interests.   Email Lunasea99@hotmail.com

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Annex Review:

Karla in a Heap of Shit [A-/B+]When posted: 1/16/98Where posted: ASS
Author: KarenPoster: LunaseaAddress: lunasea99@hotmail.com
Scat stories are one of the most extreme forms of sexual fantasies. 
Basically they involve torturing others with their own shit, 
including forcing them to eat it. (I've squicked you out now, 
haven't I?) It's fairly safe to say most people are repulsed by 
them, but scat has its fans. No less a luminary than Robert 
Mapplethorpe was a scat fanatic. I decided to review this story 
both to experience a different kind of sexuality and because 
Celeste wouldn't touch it unless she was wearing an airtight 
hazardous waste disposal suit. You'll also notice I gave it an A-/B+, 
a grade at the high end of average.
The plot was this: Karla is a beautiful young lesbian attracted to 
both dominance and scat games. A former lover blackmails her 
into becoming the toy of a group of wealthy, perverted women 
who play them, and they shit all over her. In a later part, she 
ingests her own wastes through a tube.
I wasn't turned on by this story; I was sort of shocked. 
Nevertheless, the acts were vividly described, along with the 
emotions of the woman forced to participate in them. If someone 
*was* interested in these acts, they would be very pleased by this 
story, because it fit the fantasy to a T. The writing was good, and 
the D/S elements were handled well. The plot wasn't one bit 
plausible, but then, it wasn't meant to be.