Yearning.txt
ff scat

Warning:  This story is meant for adults only.  It involves scat
activities between women.  It is a fantasy and all names are
fictitious.

                                     YEARNING    by Karen

       Twenty-three year old Junette studied her nude reflection in
the mirror and she blushed.  It seemed as if she were blushing all the
time, maybe because of her crazy yearning.  She picked up a brush and
started brushing her long blond hair that hung in waves to her
shoulders.  Laying the brush down, she pinched one of her already
erect nipples and she squirmed with sexual pleasure.  It never took
more than one pinch and she was excited and her fingers slipped
between her thighs to her shaven mound.  She rubbed at her clit for a
moment before pushing a finger into her moist cunt.  Pulling the
finger out, she stuck it in her mouth and began to suck at it.  Damn,
I'm a nasty bitch, she thought.
       Getting up, she went to her dresser and took out a cream bra
and matching panties.  When she had put them on, she again looked at
herself in the mirror and blushed again.  I've got to stop this
blushing, she thought to herself as she took a pair of gray slacks off
a rack and a light pink blouse.  Pulling her slacks on and the blouse,
she tucked the blouse into her slacks and zipped them up the side.
Sitting on the side of the bed, she drew a pair of transparent nylons
on and took out a pair of gray heels.  Sitting at her mirror, she
began to put on her make-up.  She was meticulous with this habit
because she had once had a lady explain to her, 'you are only as cute
as your make-up'.
       Checking the clock, she quickly dabbed perfume behind each ear
and sprayed down her blouse.  As an afterthought, she dabbed perfume
on the inner side of each wrist.  Opening her purse, she checked for
keys and noticed the note she had written and broke out in a furious
blush.  Checking the clock, she saw it was time to go.
       The drive to the 'Hidden Paradise' took about fifteen minutes.
When she parked in the lot of this notorious lesbian bar, she drew
several deep breaths before stepping out and taking the short walk to
the entrance.  Steeling herself, she opened the door.  It was dimly
lit inside and it took a few moments for her eyes to become accustomed
to dim light.  A bar ran along a far wall opposite some dimly lit
booths which Junette could see were only half full at the time since
it was only about 1:00 in the afternoon.
       Two ladies were dancing to the jukebox, a slow dance.  Each was
holding the other closely.  Junette walked up to the bar once her eyes
had become accustomed to the dim light and ordered a gimlet.  Once she
had received her drink, she sat with her face forward until she
finally started peeking at the other ladies.  The room had only eight
or nine other women in it and half of them were looking at her, in
particular a redhead.  She wore her hair in one braid that was hooked
over her left shoulder.  She wore a black vest over a red blouse which
plainly showed her full chest.  She also was wearing black leather
pants and had one booted foot hooked over the bottom rung of her
stool.  There was a slight smirk on her pretty face.  Junette guessed
she was about 5' 9".  Junette blushed when she knew the woman was
looking at her and quickly looked away and took another sip of her
drink.  What am I doing in here, she thought.
       She had sipped about half her drink when the redhead slid onto
the stool beside her.  "Hi,  I'm Lisa.  I haven't seen you in here
before and I know about everyone that comes in here."
	Junette held out her hand, "I'm Junette.  No, I've never been
in a place like this before."
	"You do know what this place is, don't you?" Lisa grinned at
her.
	Junette blushed and shook her head yes.
       "You ever make love to a woman?  The way you're blushing, I
would guess that you're a virgin at love between women," Lisa's smile
widened.
	"No, I've never made love to a woman," Junette blushed
furiously.
	"But you'd like to, right?" Lisa's hand touched her arm.
	Junette hid her face behind her hands... "Yes...but I want a
special love."
	"I think I'm pretty special," Lisa answered as her fingertips
strayed further.
	"You don't understand, I want a special kind of love," Junette
whispered softly.
	"What do you have in mind, sweetheart?" Lisa's hand grazed
Junette's breasts.
	"Oh ... I can't tell you," Junette almost got up.
       Lisa at once realized this young woman was chickening out and
this panicked her because the young woman was obviously a virgin at
this kind of love and she was very pretty, so she ordered Junette
another drink and steered her to a back booth and slid in beside her.
Junette thanked her for the drink and sipped at it.
       "Now, about this special kind of love, how can I say yes or no
until I've heard it.  You'll just sit here dreaming until you go home
and masturbate until you are sore, thinking about this SPECIAL kind of
love ... AND it won't help you!"
       "I'm sorry," again Junette hid her face in her hands.  "It's
nasty!"  When the woman didn't answer her, she peeked between her
fingers.  For the longest time she and the woman just stared at each
other.
	Finally, the woman spoke, "You mean toilet games?"
       Again Junette hid her face for several long moments.  Then,
reaching into her purse, she drew out the note she had penned and
handed it to Lisa.
       Lisa unfolded the note and read it.  Her expression did not
change as she refolded the note and stuck it in her purse.  "I don't
have a bowel movement until around six in the evening, right after I
eat ... so .... if you're interested....?"
       Junette just stared at the woman for a long time, shivering.
Here she had revealed her deep, hidden desire to another woman and the
woman was interested in fulfilling it for her.  Suddenly Junette got
scared.
	"Go home, masturbate your fantasies away," Lisa kissed her and
took up.
       Junette reached for the lady's hand and Lisa turned.  Again,
for the longest time, the two women just looked at each other.
	"Do you have a car?" Lisa finally asked.
	Junette nodded yes.
       Lisa took a pen from her purse and scribbled an address on a
napkin.  "Be here at 3:00.  Sharp!  Don't be late!"  With that Lisa
was gone.
       Nervously, Junette checked her watch.  It was 2:14 and she
ordered another drink.  What have I got myself into, Junette
questioned herself.  This is sick!  By the time she had drank her
third drink, it was 2:22 and her inhibitions had somewhat slackened.
Standing up, another lady approached her but she brushed her off and
hurried out to her car.  Inside her car, she got out Lisa's address
and started the car.  Lisa lived only fifteen minutes away and Junette
parked a half block away.
       Going up the sidewalk, Junette did everything to keep from
turning around and running.  Before she knew it, she was standing
before Lisa's apartment, a brick duplex.  Reaching for the bell, she
drew her hand back because once she went through those doors ... yuk!
       The door opened before Junette, it was too late now.  Lisa
ushered Junette into her home and to a couple of overstuffed chairs.
Once they were seated, Junette asked, "May I have a drink?"
       "No, you're not going to get drunk on me.  I want you to be
fully aware of the implications of your note.  That was a filthy
thing you wrote and you must be punished!"
	Junette was about to start a hell she would long remember.
       "Strip off, everything!" Lisa ordered, "and from this moment
on, you'll address me as Mistress!"
       Without realizing it, Junette had propositioned a dominant
bitch, a pure bitch!  And she would pay her dues.  "Yes, Mistress,"
Junette summoned the courage to say as she stood
and began unbuttoning her blouse.
       "First, I'm going to put you in the shower.  You're probably
all wet and sticky after your courage to give me that note." Lisa
picked up a switch.
	"Yes Mistress," Junette heard herself say.  How had she ever
gotten into this.
       Once she removed all her clothing and draped it over the chair,
Lisa walked around her, like a butcher checking a choice piece of
meat.
       "That way," Lisa pointed with the switch and when Junette
started in that direction,
Lisa swatted the switch across Junette's ass, bringing forth a howl.
       "Get your ass into that shower!" Lisa demanded as she too began
removing her clothes.  The clothing that Lisa had been wearing had in
no way done her justice.  Her figure was breathtaking, all her
valleys, dips and curves were very alluring.  She got into the shower
and waited until Junette began lathering her gorgeous body.  Junette
turned Lisa around until her back was facing her and she began washing
the womans tits, squeezing them as she felt the weight of each.  Then
down along her back until she was lathering the woman's ass and she
moaned lightly as her fingers delved between the woman's buttocks and
found her asshole.  She rolled her finger around over the tight,
puckered opening for several minutes before Lisa told her to kneel in
the shower and lick her ass.  With a moan, Junette fell to her knees
and buried her face between the cheeks of this beautiful ass.  Running
her tongue up the crack, her tongue found the woman's shit-hole.  Lisa
leaned forward against the shower wall and spread her legs, enjoying
the power of having a young woman down on her knees, servicing her
tender asshole.  The soap was filling Junette's mouth but she didn't
care, she was excitedly tonguing her first female asshole.
       Suddenly, Lisa pulled away and stepped out of the shower,
dripping wet.  Picking up a towel, she reached out to Junette who took
the towel and began drying Lisa.  Once Lisa was dry, she did the same
to her own body, aware of the juiciness of her pussy.
       Lisa then led Junette into a back 'playroom'.  It was filled
with all kinds of equipment, racks, tables, benches, chairs and a
wall of paddles and whips as well as gags, blindfolds and other items
that Junette had never seen before.  Again she felt her fear rising.
       Lisa reached into her purse and drew out the note that Junette
had penned.  "The first thing we have to deal with is this filthy note
you gave me," she handed it to Junette.  "Read that note, out loud!"
	Junette blushed as she took the note....  "I ... want you to
shit in my mouth..."
	"And?" Lisa took up her switch.
	"And .... don't let me ... beg and plead off..." Junetee's red
face flushed brightly.
	"That was a very dirty note to write and give to another
woman," Lisa challenged her.
       "Please forgive me." Junette slid to her knees before Lisa.  "I
never figured someone would do it!"
       "Oh, I'll do it!" Lisa smiled, "But later. First we have to
deal with your punishment for writing a note like that.  It was very
naughty!"
       Junette hung her head and Lisa grabbed her by the hair and
pulled her across the room to a seven foot-high cross beam.  The posts
of the beam were six feet apart.  Placing Junette beneath the cross
beam, she shackled her wrists and strung them out to the top of the
posts.  She next fastened Junette's ankles out to the bottom of the
posts.  Picking up the switch, she brought it down across Junette's
right tit, bringing forth a howl of pain.  A big red welt soon rose
from Junette's right tit.  Lisa brought the switch down hard across
the left tit, which brought forth another red-striped welt.  Up and
down, Lisa used the switch as Junette's tears began to flow.  Not a
single part of Junette's tits did not feel the switch.  Laying the
switch aside, Lisa began twisting and squeezing Junette's tits until
Junette felt that her poor tits would split apart.
	"Please, no more!" Junette begged with tear-streaked eyes.
       Without a word, Lisa took Junette down off the beam and laid
her across a table with posts at each end.  First she fastened her
wrists out to the posts at her head and then doubled her legs back and
fastened them to the same post.  In this position, Junette's legs were
were widespread as well as her ass.  Lisa disappeared for a few
minutes and then returned, carrying a quart jar of wasps.
	"Whatt are youuuu goinggg tooo doooo?" Junette fearfully
watched.
       Without a word, Lisa slid the lid back a fraction of an inch
and extracted a wasp with a clothes pin.  She had grabbed the wasp's
back so it's stinger stood straight out.  Turning the wasp's stinger
to Junette's right nipple, the wasp sunk it deep.  Junette screamed
out in pain.  Lisa extracted another wasp and touched it to Junette's
left nipple.  Setting the jar aside, Lisa took hold of Junette's
nipples and began twisting and pulling on them.
 	"Oooouuuucccccchhhh!  Why are you doing this to me?" Junette
sobbed.
       "If you don't stop crying and blubbering, I'm going to take one
of those wasps and have him sting your clitty and I might put a tube
up your ass and drop in 5 or 6 of those wasps and pull the tube out.
Can you imagine the pain this would cause when those wasps feel your
rectum clamp down on them!"
	"I'll stop crying!" Junette screeched.
	"Have you ever been fisted ... in your ass?" Lisa smiled down
at Lisa.
	"No.  Is that possible?  That hole is too small and tight for
that!" Junette argued.
       "Oh, it's possible," Lisa remarked as she picked up a gag.
"I'm going to gag you now.  I don't want the neighbors to think I'm
murdering you."
	"Will this hurt me much?" Junette questioned.
       "Yes, I think it will cause you some pain," Lisa slipped the
gag into Junette's mouth.  "But I'm only doing this because of that
nasty note you wrote!"
       Lisa smeared albolene cream all over Junette's asshole and
thrust a finger up into it.  Junette's eyes opened wide with this
insertion and she hunched her hips up.  Slowly she settled them back
down and then she felt the second finger slide in.  Again her hips
came up and Lisa laughed at her, "You haven't felt anything yet, wait
till I drive my whole fist up into your dirty rectum, maybe up to my
elbow!"
       Within minutes, Lisa had driven her third and fourth fingers in
and had folded her thumb over in the palm of her hand and was
beginning to work her thumb up into this tiny opening, which by now
was no longer tiny.  Rotating her hand back and forth and keeping a
steady pressure, her hand began to slip up into Junette's rectum.
When she had the widest section of her hand lodged in Junette's
asshole, she rotated it back and forth to stretch the flesh even more.
Then slowly, she pushed her hand in until Junette's asshole was closed
around her wrist.
       "There, you didn't think it was possible, but right now, I have
my whole hand buried in your ass ... but I think you want to feel it
deeper!" Lisa exclaimed as she pushed her hand even deeper, halfway to
her elbow.  Junette sqinted her eyes with the pain.
       "Feel good, honey?  I love to fist a girl's ass, but I think
it's time we got down to your main purpose of being here, so I'm going
to have to pull out of your ass and get rid of your gag." Lisa pulled
her hand out and removed the gag.
	"That hurt terribly!" Junette cried.
	"Are you complaining now?" Lisa questioned.
       "NO MISTRESS, I'm not complaining!" Junette was wise enough to
answer.  "I want to go home!"
       "You can't go home yet, you haven't gotten to the delicious
part of your dream," Lisa smiled at Junette.  "Remember the last part
of your note?"
	Junette remembered all to well.
       "I'm going to take a big crap in your mouth and you must eat
every little particle of it and then kiss my asshole and thank it for
giving it to you!"
	"What if I throw it up?" Junette feared the answer.
       "You better not throw it up!  That would show me great
disrespect!  If you throw it up, I'm going to put those wasps up your
ass!"
	"I'll try not to throw it up, Mistress," Junette feared for
the actual fact.
       "That's a good slave," Lisa squatted down over Junette's face
and positioned her asshole  right at Junette's mouth.  "Lick it,
bitch!  Get my asshole good and lubricated with your tongue so my turd
slides out easy into your dirty mouth."
       At once, Junette's tongue slipped out of her mouth and began a
semi-worship of this woman's shit-hole.  She rolled her tongue around
in the dirty orifice for several-minutes before Lisa raised her
asshole from her mouth.  "Are you ready for your big treat?"
	"I'm scared!" Junette studdered.
       "I don't care if you're scared, you asked for this in no
uncertain terms.  So open your mouth, cunt!  Very shortly your mouth
is going to be filled with stinking, rotten shit!  I've been baking
this all day for you, so you'd better show me your appreciation!"
       Lisa grunted and strained her bowels and her asshole began to
widen out until Junette could see the blunt end of a brown turd.
       "Can you see it now?" Lisa asked.
       "Yes," Junette mumbled around her open mouth.
       "Is it making your mouth water?" Lisa asked again.
	"Yes," Junette lied as the odor struck her.
       Lisa pushed the filth out till it was hanging about three
inches and she pinched her asshole closed and the piece of shit fell
into Junette's mouth and it remained in this position, sticking out of
Junette's mouth.
       "What are you waiting for?  I want you to chew it ten times and
then swallow it!" Lisa directed her.
       Junette closed her mouth over it and bit down.  At once the
terrible flavor hit her taste buds and she made a terrible face.  Lisa
slapped her, "Didn't I tell you to appreciate it?  That face you're
making makes me think you're not enjoying the taste of my sweet shit!
No more bad faces!"
       It was all Junette could do to not make a face because the
taste was terrible, far beyond what she had ever imagined.  But she
was always masturbating when she fantasized about this.  Using the
utmost of her will power, she managed to chew it the ten required
times and swallowed it.  At once her stomach rejected this foul food
and she burped most of it back into her closed mouth.
	"Swallow it again!" Lisa demanded.
	Junette swallowed again.  Brown, scummy streaks were streaming
from her nose.
	"Delicious?" Lisa questioned.
	"Yes," Junette lied again.
       "I have lots more for you, you filthy cunt!" Lisa began
straining again.  Another, much softer piece crawled out and Lisa
pinched it off and it fell across Junette's lower lip.
	"Lick it off your lip," Lisa instructed, "don't let it fall on
my carpet!"
       With one swipe of her tongue, Junette managed to collect most
of it in her mouth and she began chewing it.  In only a few chews, it
was nothing more than a brown, slimy shit soup in her mouth.  She
opened her mouth for permission to swallow it.  Lisa nodded and
Junette swallowed it.  This mouthful went down much easier.  Again
Lisa shit in her mouth.  But this time, Lisa grunted and strained to
get small pieces out.  Once she was through, she told Junette to eat
it.  Again Junette started mouthing the woman's shit.  When she had
swallowed, Lisa told her to lick her asshole clean and, once again,
Junette's tongue began lapping at Lisa's puckered opening.  After a
few minutes, Lisa raised up and turned around and slid her fingers
into Junette's pussy.  "Whhooowwww!  You're wet, real wet!  You must
have enjoyed this a great deal to get that wet!"
	Junette blushed at this revelation.
       Lisa looked at her wrist watch, "I'm going to make you into a
shit-whore.  In a few minutes, my girlfriend will be over, and I'm
charging her to use your mouth for a toilet.  Like that idea?..... Of
being a shit-whore?"
       "Please Mistress, not that!  I'll eat your shit every day for a
month if you won't do that to me," Junette begged.
       "I'll have you eat my shit every day for a month anyway.  I
know how hot you got by how wet you got.  No, Junette, shit-whore...."
The doorbell rang.  "There she is now.  Aren't you a lucky bitch to
get two turds in one day," Lisa laughed and left the room.
       Junette heard them talking long before they reached the
'playroom', but was surprised when she saw the woman.  It was a
neighbor lady of hers and they both knew each other.
       "Hey, it's Junette!  I know her!" the lady named Violet began
removing her clothes.  "If I'd have known about her before, I'd have
been using her toilet mouth before!"
       "What about your money," Lisa winked at Violet.
       "Oh yes, I forgot.  How much did you say?" Violet brought her
purse around in front of Junette.
       "She's a cheap whore, I'll just charge you $20 for her mouth.
This was her first time when she ate mine, but in time I'm going to
make her into one of the classiest shit-whores around and I will be
charging you ladies $200 for her mouth!"
	"She's got shit all around her mouth," Violet noticed as she
pulled her panties off.
       "She has no skills at all, she's nothing but a cheap little
tramp at this stage, but you should have seen how wet her cunt got
eating my shit!"
       "Really?" Violet asked as she stood, hands on hips staring down
at Junette.  "So you really like shit?  You should have told me," and
she stepped across Junette's face and squatted down.  "I'm going to
wash that brown mess off her mouth," and Violet began pissing.  She
splattered her pee all over Junette's face.  The piss began washing
the smears away from Junette's mouth before she directed her stream
directly into Junette's mouth.  "Drink it!  Drink my piss!" Violet
smiled down at Junette, enjoying the sight of this pretty woman
drinking her piss.
       Violet's piss splattered against Junette's teeth, tongue and
lips and went running down her cheeks.  "She isn't a very good slave,
is she?"
	"Oh, I'll work with her, don't you worry about that," Lisa
promised.
       Moving her hips forward, Violet soon deposited a fat seven inch
turd in Junette's mouth and it was sticking straight up out of her
mouth.  "EAT MY SHIT, YOU LITTLE WHORE!"
       Several times Junette burped and scum backed up in her mouth
which she was ordered to swallow again.  It took no more than ten
minutes for the turd to slide down as she chewed and swallowed it,
until her mouth was empty except for the slime that occupied every
section of her mouth.
	"That was well worth the twenty.  Is she wet now?" Violet
asked.
	"Check for yourself," Lisa gestured.
       Violet slid her fingers between Junette's thighs, "You're
right, she's wet as hell!  Girl, I think you have a real shit-whore
here in the making.  I guarantee I will come over until you price her
out of my range.  Good-bye, shit-whore," Violet began dressing and was
soon gone.
       "I'm going to let you up now and I'm going to sit in that chair
over there," Lisa pointed, "and I'm going to teach you how to eat a
woman's pussy."
       Junette was very stiff from the position she had been in for
some time, but managed to crawl on her hands and knees after Lisa, who
sat in the chair and draped her legs up over the padded arms, exposing
her pussy to Junette.
       "Do you think I have a pretty pussy?" Lisa rubbed it and spread
the lips.  Her cunt hole was real juicy.  "Lick up that cream, bitch!"
Lisa ordered.
       Slowly Junette leaned forward and began licking at the woman's
pussy, amazed at its warmth and juiciness.  She licked several minutes
before Lisa stopped her.  "No, no, no!  You're doing it all wrong! You
know where your own clit is, lick at my clit.  And lick back and forth
or up and down on the left side, that's where I'm really sensitive.
Lick down my lips, taking them into your mouth and suck on them.  Go
back up the other side.  Lick between the majora and the minora.  Run
your tongue up my cunt and fuck it.  Tickle my pee hole with the tip
of your tongue, you might get a spurt!"
       Junette began following Lisa's instructions and was amazed at
the effect it had on her. Several times Lisa moaned and her juice just
started flowing.  Junette was beginning to like this chore and all at
once Lisa started to come.  Her body raised in the chair and became
ridgid before she settled back after her ten second orgasm.  Junette
was about to take her mouth away when Lisa shoved her face back, "I
need to pee now," and she started pissing.  Junette swallowed as much
as she could.
       Pushing Junette back, Lisa got to her feet.  "You're through
for the day.  No more training today, but tomorrow you'll get more
training!  I'll train you until you become the classiest shit-whore
that ever lived ... and don't deny it, you love that filthy taste!"
       Junette sobbed a couple of times and quickly gathered up her
clothes and began dressing. She noticed in a mirror that her body was
completely cris-crossed with welts and her tits were at least 75%
black and blue.  She put on her blouse without the bra, but Lisa
stopped her.  "Wear that bra!  You should know better than to discard
a piece of wearing apparel because of your discomfort!  If you don't
put that bra on, I'll do the same to your tits tomorrow!"
       "Yes Mistress," Junette took her blouse off and gingerly cupped
her breasts in the bra and fastened it in place.  Lisa, noticing all
this, came up to Junette and yanked the back of her bra strap tight.
"Feel better now?" and she laughed.  "You will learn that whatever a
Mistress does to you, it is for your own good!"
       "Yes Mistress," Junette gasped and finished dressing.
       On the drive home, Junette tried to relive the afternoon's
session and each act brought a flush of shame to her face.  When she
got home, after locking the door, she immediately took her blouse off
and unhooked her bra, letting her titties swing free from this
entrapment.  She massaged them as she walked into the bedroom and
flopped down on her back on the bed and slid both of her hands between
her legs.  Reliving each incident of the afternoon and evening, one by
one, it didn't take her long to reach the greatest orgasm of her life.
She didn't stop there but kept right on masturbating.  It was late in
the night when she crawled off the bed and made it to the bathroom.
Strangely enough, it wasn't to throw up, but to urinate.  Her mind was
already on the coming session, tomorrow!

NOTE:  This story was not written by me.  The author would like to
correspond with other lesbians or bi-women, by regular mail, with
similar interests.  Email Lunasea99@hotmail.com