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Pooch's Story Part 5 (Bdsm, S&M, torture, scat, M/F, F/F)

Over the next few weeks the entire Pooch story, as written  so far, will
be reposted. New cahpters will appear each Saturday.  After chapter 12
is reposted, the new Chapter 13 Pooch's Punishment will be posted.
As always I look forward to any comments that you may wish to email me
at thepooch@home.com
Mr. Ed


Part 5 - The Trial (Part II)

The first two tests had brought Pooch to the very brink of loosing her
mind.  While her 
intellect said obey, do exactly as your told or else the hurt will be
much worse her body only 
perceived that the more she obeyed the worse the hurt became and it was
time to run away 
from the pain. The urge to close  her eyes and curl up into a tight
little ball was 
overwhelming.  During the short break between tasks Pooch's intellect
was able to regain a 
larger proportion of control but she feared that another task that
tested her endurance to 
pain would be more than she could handle.  
She would get a break from pure pain. In its place would come pure
shame.
Having been instructed in the requirements of task number three Pooch
crawled over to the 
couch where the four male jurors were seated. Her back was arched and
her dangling breasts 
swung from side to side with each stride. Mouth slightly open she licked
her lips and forced 
a smile trying to entice the strange men to mount her. Pooch was a
bitchslave, part human, 
part dog. Her task was to get all four men to come at the same time
using her entire body 
but not touching their sex organs with her hands. Most importantly they
had to convinced 
that she was enjoying every minute. 
Enjoyment was going to be the last thing that she actually felt. Pooch
was no slut. She was 
an intensely private person, painfully shy and ashamed of her need to be
dominated. The 
main reason she had not left Ed, when she was given the opportunity, 
was that she couldn't 
see herself going out into the real world and finding someone else that
could take his place. 
What would people think when they saw the marks of ten years of
subjugation covering her 
body. She would be too embarrassed to expose herself to anyone else but
Ed.  Now she had 
to make out like a common whore soliciting sex from strangers she could
never like. The 
problem was her life depended on it so the licking tongue, swaying hips
and swinging tits 
advanced forward.
As she neared the edge of the sofa Pooch leaned foreword rubbing up
enticingly against 
Steve's leg with her cheek sliding up and down, sticking out her tongue
and panting softly. 
She then slid her face farther up until it contacted the surgeons crotch
pushing her nose deep 
into the crevice until it massaged the very erect  penis. Getting these
men aroused was not 
going to be much of a problem but how she would get all four of them off
at the same time 
was  still a mystery to her. 
After rubbing up against his crotch for a minute she attacked his belt
buckle with her teeth 
then moving on to undue the waist band and pulling down his zipper.
Pooch then latched on 
to the top of Steve's boxers with her teeth and pulled them down hooking
them underneath 
his sweaty hairy balls, exposing the excited cock for all to see. She
gave it a long slow lick 
from the base of his balls to the tip of the slimy head and then moved
her performance over 
to Garret.
As she moved over Pooch swallowed the precum that her tongue had picked
up off the end 
of Garret's penis. The smile on her face belied the revulsion she felt.
When she pulled down 
Garret's zipper and saw the yellow stain on his white jockeys it turned
her stomach. As her 
tongue snaked through the fly toward his pulsing dick she could smell
the pungent smell of 
urine and thought, how could any woman possibly want to do this for a
living? Softly and 
carefully using tongue and teeth Pooch pulled the rigid snake out from
the protection of 
Garret's shorts. She used her lips to pull down the foreskin and ready
it for action. He 
breathed heavily trying to keep himself cool and in control while all
the while he really 
wanted to shoot his load into the gentle mouth he was quickly falling in
love with. The look 
of desire never left Pooch's face. She kissed the cock head then slid
over to prepare Jordan.
There was nothing Jordan enjoyed more than being serviced by and
dominating white 
women. With Pooch on her hands and knees prepared to expose his manhood
with her 
docile mouth he was in his glory. Jordan sat on the sofa legs spread,
his body language 
saying service me bitch. 
Pooch had never had sex with a black man. She didn't feel she was a
racist but still she felt 
that somehow this was an another step in her degradation.  It was Jordan
who had come up 
with the pussy whipping test. She hatted him. 
"Lets go bitch. Show me how much you love black cock".
Don't these guys ever wash?, thought Pooch as her mouth worked on
freeing Jordan's dick. 
The mingled smells of sweat, urine and precum was turning her stomach.
As her mouth 
began inhaling the dirty dick she heard  Mark get up and pull down his
own jeans. 
Apparently he had grown impatient. He moved behind her and placed his
hands on her waist. 
Her rape was about to begin.
Jordan grabbed Pooch by the hair and shoved her head down on his cock
gagging her with 
his dick. At the same time Mark thrust deep into the cunt he had so
savagely whipped just 
minutes before. Once again Pooch was thrown into a world of pain she
dared not try to 
escape. Garret climbed on top of her hips, positioning himself ahead of
Mark he pushed into 
Pooches dark hole restretching the skin just ahead of her anus that had
been torn preparing 
for the whipping, Each thrust by either Mark or Garret seemed to rip her
apart. 
"Move it slut", boomed Mark, "if I wanted a dead lay I'd be humping
Jasmine."
Agonizingly Pooch started to move back and forth in rhythm with the two
men at her rear. 
Each thrust brought a fresh jolt of ripping, tearing pain. At the other
end her ability to breath 
was seriously jeopardized  by the smelly cock lodged in the back of her
throat. 
"What are you going to do about Steve?", joked Jordan. "You seems to be
out of holes 
bitch".
For Jordan it was funny for Pooch it was cause for more panic. What
could she do? She had 
to get all four men off at once. Her mind raced. She was rewarded with
clarity. Pooch 
suddenly understood what she had to do and how the previous tasks were
in preparation for 
her rape. 
Pooch grabbed her burning breasts with her hands hand started slapping
them together.
"I think she wants to tit fuck you Steve", said Mark. "You better get
underneath".
Steve slid his hips underneath Pooch's tortured tits. Pooch lowered her
chest and grabbed 
Steve between her tits pushing them together from the side with her
hands squeezing his 
throbbing cock. She started into a rocking rhythm moving her rear back
and forth her chest 
up and down and her head up and down together with her chest.
Sweat poured out of her body in response to the strain as well as the
pain. She was 
exhausted. 
As she sensed the men were approaching climax Pooch began to moan. She
thought she had  
better fake it.
Garret and Jordan shot their loads at almost the same time. Pooch first
gagged and then 
stifled a cough in a desperate attempt to contain Jordan's sperm within
her mouth. The 
stifled cough sent some of his seed up and out her nose. She tried to
snort it back in. 
"Mmmmm" she moaned as she swallowed the vile load.
The two men fucking her pain centers came shortly after covering her
chest with cum and 
leaving her with a dripping anus and cunt. There was a fair bit of blood
mixed with the jism 
dripping from her cunt. Pooch was so relieved it was almost over.
She crawled over to Mark and used her mouth and tongue to clean up his
penis. Jordan was 
cleaned while being serviced so he was OK. Mark was cleaned next. Garret
was the nasty 
one to clean up since he had been in her shit hole but at this point
Pooch didn't much mind. 
Soon she had put away the blanket placed on the carpet for her
performance and returned 
the coffee table to its proper spot. Eyes on the torture of Jasmine she
awaited task four.
"Did you enjoy your time with the boys?", asked Marla.
"Yes mistress, I loved serving them", came the reply.
"Would you like to fuck them again?.
"If it pleases you I would love to fuck them again".
"Well, if they decide to let you live I am sure you will get many
opportunities, but now It's 
time to see if you can please the ladies. I am sure you will enjoy
servicing them as much as 
you enjoyed doing the men. Now since using your hands directly wasn't
allowed when you 
did the men it would only be right that they be off limits with the
ladies too. Obviously you 
can use your mouth on one of the ladies. Greta was nice enough to bring
in this very special 
device that she calls her Rebel Tamer. She says one session with it will
turn the toughest 
man into a whimpering docile lamb".
Marla held up a shiny black strap on dildo that was very large though
not monstrous, maybe 
two and a half inches in diameter  by a foot long. On the back end there
was a rubber cup 
shaped to conform to a girls crotch with a series of thin, soft rubber
fingers that would 
stimulate her pussy and especially her clit as the dildo moved back and
forth. The business 
end of the Rebel Tamer had a feature Pooch had never seen before.
Running up the entire 
length of the instrument were twelve pairs of rings that looked like
very thin metal washers. 
There was a space of a couple of millimeters separating the rings in
each pair.
"You will notice these rings", said Marla. "As this moves back and forth
in your hole the 
rings are pushed together caching and pinching any flesh caught between
them. The grip 
isn't strong enough to actually cause much damage but I'm told it feels
like someone has 
gone to work on  your insides with a dozen pairs of pliers. To add to
the stimulation Greta 
has also brought in this special lubricating cream mixed with avery
special hot sauce. It's the 
hottest hot sauce we know of. Since it's mixed in with grease and not
water soluble it stays 
were it's put for a very long time. You should find this combination
extremely stimulating. 
Now, spread your cunt lips I want to see how much damage there is. 
Marla came over to examine Pooch's severely damaged vagina. Pooch held
it spread open 
for examination with her finger tips.
"It looks pretty bad", said Marla. Greta is going to have to make use
your ass hole. You will 
make these ladies feel very special, remember that they are your
mistresses as much as I am 
when you are servicing them.  I think you should start with your dog act
and then they will 
direct you from there. You can lay the blanket down in front of Shandra.
I think she is going 
to stay in her seat. Don't forget to thank the ladies when they're
finished.  I want a special 
thank you for Greta. Go ahead".
With each new step in the trial Pooch was becoming increasingly humbled.
Where at first she 
thought she could triumph over pain she found that the most she could
hope for was to keep 
her sanity and that was a huge struggle that she had been on the brink
of loosing several 
times. Her sense of shame was being taken away from her. It was another
possession, a part 
of her personality, that she was no longer allowed to have. How much
more of her 
personality will she be forced to give up? She was acting like a common
whore and now she 
would be a lesbian whore. Though she still felt shame she could sense
this would fade with 
time and repetition. This loss added to her sadness. Physically she was
exhausted. All her 
muscles ached from both the earlier beating and the recent rape. Her
breast were still on fire 
and her pussy was hyper sensitive to any stimulation at all. A raging
thirst was  becoming a 
focus point. She had been sweating profusely and hadn't had a drink
since the afternoon. 
Pooch new that soon her ass would be a new source of torment. It scared
her because in 
every previous task tonight the consequence had been worse than she had
imagined. There 
was no reason to expect that it would be any different this time. 
Pooch crawled over to Shandra, back arched tits swaying and rubbed her
cheek on 
Shandra's red nylons. This was the most revolting thing that she had
ever done and it was 
only the beginning. 
Shandra grabbed Pooch's hair with both hands and violently yanked her
head back. Pooch 
inadvertently looked into Shandra's eyes. The madam's right hand
immediately let go of her 
hair and delivered a series of three full force slaps to the slaves
face. Pooch was stunned.
"What's the matter with you? Are you stupid or what?, spit out Shandra.
"You know you 
never look a superior in the face!!"
"I'm sorry mistress Shandra", Pooch bawled. This was a new humiliation.
She was being 
disciplined like a dog by a total stranger.
 "My shoes got a bit muddy on the way over here why don't you like the
soles clean. I don't 
want your salty spit ruining the nice leather  on top". Shandra crossed
her legs. Pooch's 
tongue went to work on the dirty sole. It would have been a lot easier
if she had some spit to 
keep her tongue moist. After five minutes Shandra crossed her other leg
letting Pooch start 
on a fresh shoe. 
"I think we may have found something you are qualified for", said
Shandra.
After a  while Pooch was instructed to pull down Shandra's panty hose
and panties, using 
her hands, so that they were just above Shandra's knees. The red stained
sanitary napkin 
stuck to her panties  indicated that Shandra was in the middle of her
period.

"Go over to Greta slave"
Pooch moved her cheek over to Greta's beautiful muscular leg.
Much as Shandra had done before her, Greta snatched two handfuls of
Pooch's damp hair 
and pulled them up to her own face. 
Pooch's eyes shot to the floor. She had learned her lesson.   
When Pooch's lips were directly in front of her own Greta planted a
long, wet and deep kiss 
directly on Pooch's dry mouth. It was the sloppiest kiss Pooch had ever
received. Greta's 
tongue reached for Pooch's tonsils. 
But, this was not an erotic kiss. It was a degrading kiss. The kiss of
death. It was an I can do 
whatever I want to do to you, kiss. It was the kiss of Judas. It was a
kiss so overwhelming  
that Pooch felt that she had just been buried alive under a hundred feet
of cement. 
Greta released the kiss, Pooch slumped back to her knees. She was in a
daze. She wondered, 
what had just happened? 
Greta brought Pooch back to her senses with a kick to the ribs.
The kick was hard enough to allow the metal toe on Greta's stiletto to
break the skin but not 
break a rib.
"Turn your ass around, I want it facing me", ordered Greta in a stern,
cold but very clear and 
distinct voice.
"Now I am going to make sure your ass hole is large enough to accept the
Rebel Tamer".
"And by the way, I wish you would do something about your breath. It
smells like shit. 
Lucky I have a strong stomach or you'd be licking up puke right now".
With that Greta leaned back in the sofa and with a strong, steady push
she shoved her 
stiletto heel straight into Pooch's  waiting ass hole right up to the
top. With no lubrication 
the two sharp inside edges of Greta's heel cut into Pooch's clenched
sphincter. The edges 
cut right into the muscle. 
Pooch's world exploded.....
She curled into the tightest, most tiny, most compact, most little ball
in the world. Her arm 
buried her head underneath it. Her eyes scrunched shut tighter than they
had ever been 
scrunched shut before. 
And for a second,... for a slow........ delicious...... second the pain
went away.
Pooch's body had wrested control from her mind. Her intellect was now
only an observer. 
Then everything went black.
The suddenness of  Greta's attack cut through every defense Pooch could
raise.
First, there was the devastating kiss, then before being able to recover
from that her ass is 
torn open by an attack so brutal no one in the room could believe it
happened until they saw 
Greta shoving the ringed dildo into Pooch's bloody ass hole.
"I expect my pupils to have a higher tolerance for pain", stated Greta
mater of factly. But 
since she isn't yet a student maybe I can let this one pass
Greta buried the pepper sauce grease coated phallus up to the hilt in
Pooch's ass. 
Maybe it was the heat that woke the slave from her blissful slumber, but
whatever it was she 
was soon screaming and writhing hysterically on the carpet.
"I'm burning up!!"
"Help!! "
"Help me I'm burning up I cant stand it."
"Help me please,"
"Please help me please....."
Pooch continued on wailing and begging. She had no pride left.
For the first time in her life Pooch was totally naked for not only her
body had been striped 
bare but so had her soul. 
Pooch had lost.
Her mind had been replaced by a clean slate ready to be rewritten. She
would do what ever 
she was told to do. Her enslavement was absolute.......
"And I bet you all thought that my little test was going to be the easy
one".
Greta had a huge grin on her face. She had barely started.
She slid of the love seat and sat on her heals next to the broken slave.
Gently Greta picked up Pooch's sweat drenched head and laid it down on
top of her lap.  
Her graceful, manicured fingers smoothed the tangles from her hair and
wiped the tears from 
her cheeks. Slowly Pooch grew quite, her ranting turned to sobs.
"You know there is  nothing to be done about the burning dear", Greta
said in a soft 
whispery voice. "Even if I pulled out the dildo the grease would stay
inside and your ass 
would still burn. The only thing that would be accomplished is that your
chance to become a 
real, true slave would be lost forever. You do want to be a good slave
don't you"?
"Yes mistress Greta, but it hurts so much".
"A good slave must learn to endure what ever her masters wish to subject
her to. I know 
that sometimes it may be terribly hard and seem unfair but that's just
how it is for a slave. If 
it was easy there would be no point. Now I am going to hurt you very
badly. Don't worry, 
no matter how it may feel it will do you no damage and it will make me
feel very, very good. 
Isn't that what being a slave is all about, pleasing your mistress
through your suffering"?
"I guess so mistress".
"You know how lucky you are?, Greta went on, "you were born for this.
It's a part of your 
natural being you want to be a slave more than you want anything else.
Most of my 
customers don't have that advantage. They've been sold by boy friends or
by their parents or 
kidnapped of the street. For them slavery is very hard.
"Now be a good girl and bury your face in mistress Shandra's pussy and
spread  your legs 
wide for me while I attach these straps to myself. Now get Shandra to
climax, I'll take care 
of myself. In a few minutes the worst will be over".
Pooch obeyed Greta's instructions.  
She was starting to feel very different about herself. Greta was right,
she understood. Pooch 
thought, "I was born to be a slave and my purpose is to serve the wishes
of my masters. I 
can't keep thinking about myself or my fate, I have surrendered that to
others. All I have to 
think about is pleasing my masters, nothing more or nothing less. If I
can do that everything 
else will take care of itself".
Pooch buried her face in Shandra's snatch and it felt good. 
It felt good because it was hot.
It felt good because it was very slippery wet.
It felt good because it smelled.
It felt good because it was hard to breath.
It felt good because it was so hairy.
It felt good because all the menstrual blood.
Pooch's face belonged there. It was its natural habitat. 
Her tongue reached out to lap Shandra's pussy . She lapped it from her
ass hole to the top of 
her mons. Pooch's lips found the tiny clit and quickly engulfed it, She
sucked it hard pulling 
it into her mouth. It tasted salty.  
Pooch winced a few times as the torture dildo moved around a bit as
Greta strapped herself 
into the apparatus. She had simply kneeled behind Pooch and lifted up
her skirt. Greta had 
worn stay ups with no panties.
Pooch gasped as Greta began to withdraw, Sharp pain enveloped her
insides. Her cut anus 
felt like it was being ripped wide  open. All of this additional pain
came on top of the inferno 
that continued to burn the intestine. When Greta changed direction and
thrust in it was like 
ten nipple clamps had been released and then snapped back all at the
same time.   The effect 
again exceeded anything Pooch could imagine. All she could do was go
rigid burying her 
mouth in Shandra's muff. She couldn't breathe. She couldn't move. Would
she pass out 
again? There was one profound change. Pooch felt no anger or resentment.
It was something 
she had to endure, it was as simple as that.
A half minute passed and except for some muffled grunts Pooch remained
frozen.  Shandra 
pulled her head back by the hair.
"Don't you have a job to do"?, she asked gruffly then shoved Pooch's
face back into her 
crotch.
Pooch slowly restarted her tongue.
By  the time both women had an orgasm Pooch was a physical wreck with
still two more 
tasks to go. The judge called a short recess. Ed led Pooch to the
washroom where she was 
allowed to refresh herself from the toilet bowl and gather what little
strength she had left.
On returning to the living room Pooch's eyes bugged out and jaw drooped.
There stood the 
two largest dogs that she had ever seen.
"I bet you can guess what the next test is going to be", said Marla in a
mocking tone. "These 
beautiful animals are in greater need of relief than even their master
was. While Boner and 
Clyde are guests in this house you are their slave just as much as if
they were human. As 
long as you are my property you will never assume that your status is
above that of any 
animal that might share this house, don't ever forget that. You are
going to service both of 
these animals while we watch. You will give both oral and vaginal sex on
both animals until 
they are satisfied. It could take a while. Showing enthusiasm is vital
since pain is much less 
of a factor here. To make sure the dogs go for the right hole and don't
end up burning their 
dicks on the hot grease in your ass you will wear this tail which Ed is
going to insert. The tail 
has a coating that smells like a bitch in heat. It will help get Boner
and Clyde in the right 
frame of mind.  You will act like a dog throughout the session".
The scene before her caught Pooch unprepared. Nothing in her imagination
had ever 
included her naked in front of total strangers wearing a but plug tail
and sucking on a dogs 
dick while another dog is humping her from behind.
The dogs had no such apprehension. They were a couple of Newfoundlands,
very intelligent, 
even tempered and very large, easily weighing fifty pounds more tan
Pooch. The dogs 
belonged to Mark who often used them in films. Intercourse with human
females was the 
only sexual activity these brothers had ever known. Their wagging tails
gave away the 
feeling of excitement that they felt.
Pooch got down on all fours and spread her legs waiting for Ed to insert
the but plug. Ed 
put a liberal coating of the peppered grease on this new toy and shoved
it up Pooch's rectum 
which still gaped open from the previous treatment. Under normal
circumstances Pooch 
would have screamed in pain as the thick end of the plug dilated her
dark hole and reopened 
previous wounds but in the context of what she had been through this
pain was  tolerable. 
As Ed returned to his chair to watch Pooch began to crawl towards the
dogs. Her tongue 
hung out of her mouth as she panted in doggy fashion. The dogs started
toward her. They all 
met in the center of the room. 
Boner, the more dominant of the pair, went straight to Pooch's up thrust
posterior sniffing 
licking and growing increasingly more excited. In response Pooch spread
her legs wider 
hoping to entice the huge dog to mount her. At the same time she slowly
crawled toward 
Clyde. The stage was set for the slave girl to do what only hours ago
she would have rather 
died than do. Her tongue thrust from her open mouth and began to lick
Clyde's flaccid penis. 
As Clyde began to grow  Boner 's forelegs landed on Pooch's whipped back
eliciting a gasp 
from her. The dogs long pink penis searched for the hole then found it.
In the mean time 
Clyde's shaft had left the protection of its sheath filling Pooch's
mouth. 
Boner began to thrust into his new mate at a faster and faster rate,
much faster than any man 
had fucked her. Her cunt hurt because of the earlier whipping, so any
real enjoyment was 
impossible, yet as abhorrent as her actions were this wasn't nearly as
bad as she had feared. 
Her mouth and tongue aggressively worked on Clyde feeling his member
stiffen and tense. 
Both dogs came at almost the same time filling both of Pooch's ends with
copious amount of 
dog cum. Pooch also faked orgasm in an attempt to convince the audience
that she was truly 
enjoying the moment.
Pooch had to swallow twice to empty her mouth of the dog sperm. When
Clyde pulled out 
she continued to lick the dogs cock and balls till the dog turned
around  and started to lick 
her face and mouth.  Pooch was touched by the gentleness of the big
animal opening her 
own mouth to French the big animal. Boner, in the other end, stayed put.
Pooch could feel 
his penis grow larger as the dog knotted. In nature this action helped
to ensure that the 
sperm wouldn't leak out thus increasing the likelihood of fertilization.
Five minutes passed 
before the dog separated from his bitch. During this time Clyde regained
his masculine 
strength and awaited his turn at the strange dogs pussy.
Pooch wondered whether animal love would be the only love she would
receive if she were 
allowed to live in Marla's world.
After a couple more turns at Pooch's mouth and pussy the dogs lost
interest. Pooch was 
directed back to her position on the coffee table.
Like Jasmine on the video screen Pooch felt more dead than alive. She
had endured more 
pain and humiliation than she had ever thought possible. What more could
they do to her?
"I have to admit that I didn't think you would make it this far",
commented Marla. "There is 
just one last task to go and then it's up to the jury. Bailiff, would
you please bring in the 
chair".
Ed returned carrying a red velvet, high backed arm chair. It was a very
special chair it's 
function was immediately understood by anybody that saw it. The chair
was missing the seat 
cushion, instead an oak toilet seat took its place. There was also a
pair of wrist cuffs 
attached near the top of the front legs.
"What do you think this last task is going to be Pooch?", asked her
mistress.
Pooch's face went red  in humiliation, still she knew that she had
better answer.
"People are going to go to the bathroom on me mistress?", she whimpered.
"Not quite", answered Marla. "It's much more intimate. Try again".
"People are going to go in my mouth, mistress", said Pooch in despair.
"That's better", said Marla. "Your mouth is going to be used  as a
toilet and your belly will 
be the receiving tank. After watching you clean up the playroom floor
earlier I think this will 
be a breeze for you. You will, of course  swallow everything put in your
mouth and keep it 
down. I understand that your stomach has a limited capacity so if more
than two people shit 
in your mouth you will be allowed to throw up in a bucket, otherwise you
will keep it all in.  
Anybody shitting will squeeze off the turds into mouthfuls for you so
you better not let 
anything fall on my carpet and you better swallow fast. I don't think
anybody wants to be 
touched by your dirty, dog loving, shit eating mouth so there is a
funnel at the front of the 
seat to pee in with a hose that you will put in your mouth to collect
the pee. Now go lie 
down on your back under the chair and place your wrists on the straps so
you can be locked 
in".
As Ed secured the slaves wrists to the chair legs the depth to which she
had fallen sunk into 
her consciousness. Only a few hours ago she was Ed's slave lover,
comfortable and secure in 
her position. Now she was the property of a woman that she hated with a
status below even 
that of a dog. She was a human toilet and even that had to be fought
for.
Pooch could hear the jurors discussing as to who should go first, It
ended up being Mark. 
He sauntered over to the special chair, pulled down his pants and sat
down on the chair. 
Pooch had the best view of a mans ass  that she had ever had in her
life. It was not a pretty 
sight. 
"I've been saving this just for you cunt", Mark said.
A thick hard dark turd began to emerge from Marks ass heading straight
for Pooch's gaping 
mouth. As he squeezed off the first piece Pooch had somewhat more than a
mouthful of the 
acrid shit. She extended her lips to surround  the piece and keep any
from falling on the 
floor. She bit of a piece and swallowed. Immediately her stomach reacted
trying to bring up 
the vile turd. It took all of her concentration to keep it down.
Quickly, she knew` there was 
little time, Pooch bit off the second piece and swallowed. The third
swallow finished the first 
mouthful. It was just in time as Marks ass hole opened up again
expelling the next load. 
Again her mouth was filled with excrement and again Pooch struggled to
move it into her 
rebellious stomach. Mark dumped two more loads into her mouth, more than
a large meal. 
Pooch's belly was nearly full.
"I'm going to piss now", Mark exclaimed.
A heavy stream of urine cascaded down the tube into Pooch's mouth from
Mark's beer 
engorged bladder. It just kept coming and coming. The human toilet could
barely keep up. 
Finally it stopped. Marked wiped his ass with toilet paper and shoved
that into Pooch's 
mouth. She swallowed that too.
Pooch tried to relax her stomach and get it to convince herself that
what she had swallowed 
was not a big deal but her stomach continued to spasm. How she would
handle the next load 
she didn't know.
Shandra's naked ass hole stared at Pooch's face next. She was also going
to shit.
To Pooch this was an even more disgusting assault than Mark's. She was a
woman on her 
period. Her ass smelled awful even before she shit. When her sphincter
opened out flowed a 
loose, light brown mass that required almost no chewing. The shit just
oozed out of 
Shandra's ample ass. It flowed like molasses out her hole and into
Pooch's waiting mouth. 
The bitterness dried up any saliva that she left in her mouth.  The only
way that this river of 
shit moved down her throat was because she knew that if she didn't
swallow she would be 
tortured to death.  Pooch would have preferred red hot needles through
her tits to this. The 
stream of urine that followed was almost a relief. The toilet paper that
went into her mouth 
was also covered in menstrual juice. This coated Pooch's tongue in red.
Desperately she 
tried to blank from her mind what she was doing in the hope of easing
the distress in her 
stomach. If only her stomach wasn't so full.
Garret was next to step up to the plate. As his naked bottom stared at
Pooch's bottom he let 
go of a major fart. Nothing followed from his shit hole but a long
stream of urine flowed 
from Garret's beer filled balder. The stream seemed to go on forever
getting harder and 
harder for Pooch to swallow as her belly distended from all the
excrement.
Pooch kept remembering that if more than two people were going to
defecate into her 
mouth she would be allowed to puck into a bucket to make room. How she
needed that 
bucket. It didn't come. What did come was another stream of pee from
Steve' dick. It 
brought Pooch to her physical limit. The end of his stream just lay in
Pooch's mouth, there 
was just no room to swallow.  
Ed rested a large plastic bucket on the quivering slaves throbbing
breasts. its lip resting just 
under her chin. 
"Go ahead", he said.
Up came the most horrid mixture of chunky shit, liquid shit, piss and
stomach acids. Ed's 
stomach turned as he caught a whiff of the odor that began to permeate
the room. He felt 
sorry for the poor girl. Marla didn't.
"That's enough", Marla said. "She's made enough room. Close the bucket
before we all get 
sick".
Ed dragged the edge of the bucket over Pooch's chin and lower lip
scraping up some of the 
vomit that had landed there. He placed the lid back on the pail and
quickly carried it out of 
the room.
Jordan was in no rush to head over to the special chair. He really
didn't have to go. The fact 
was that he just didn't want to deprive himself of this opportunity to
defecate directly into a 
woman's mouth. Eventually  his big black butt was parked over the slave
girls face. Jordan 
strained to release his load.
Pooch felt relieved after emptying most of her stomach's contents into
the bucket though her 
stomach was still uneasy. There was the added misery from some of the
vomit having 
entered her nose and sinuses. The awful fluid was all she could taste
and smell. 
Jordan succeeded in only producing a small stool that Pooch managed to
consume in a few 
swallows. The stream of urine that followed was far more copious, but
the newly made 
space in her stomach handled it easily. Jordan's small deposit had saved
Pooch's life.
Only Greta remained. She pulled up her tight skirt, spread her
magnificent cheeks apart with 
her hands and sat down. Her skin was clear and unblemished. The buttocks
were 
simultaneously firm and yet soft and inviting. The luxuriant fur
surrounding her sex begged 
to have someone's face nestled in it.  Her brownie was small yet well
defined and dark. 
Pooch couldn't understand what was going on inside of her. What she felt
was not revulsion. 
as she looked up at the dominatrix's posterior, but eager anticipation.
Was it because her 
ordeal was almost over, or was it something else.
Greta's small puckered ass hole began to open up exposing the tip of a
large, well formed 
chocolate brown turd. The slaves eager tongue came out to great it and
help guide it past 
her eager lips into her mouth. As Greta squeezed of the first piece
Pooch's lips extended out 
to surround it. Her tongue caressed  the sides feeling the semi firm
texture and tasting the 
sweet bitterness which was somehow no longer revolting. Pooch didn't
even notice that her 
stomach had stopped churning. She did notice that all the awfulness  of
the previous deposits 
had been replaced by the taste of Greta. She was able to swallow her
with no more difficulty 
than she would have had swallowing a banana.  
Greta mentioned to the audience that she believed in a high fiber diet
so she generated turds 
that were very substantial. The load being ejected from her bottom
seemed to go on and on 
more than making up for Jordan's small deposit. By the time she was
finished Pooch's belly 
was once again filled. The stream of golden urine that followed once
again brought Pooch to 
the bursting point only this time she felt satisfied instead of sick.
Watching Greta clean 
herself with the toilet paper Pooch found herself wishing that she could
perform the task 
herself using her own tongue.
None of Pooch's behavior was lost on Marla.
"Bailiff would you please hang the slut from the ceiling in the playroom
while the jury 
deliberates it's decision. I don't want to take any chance of her
escaping or killing herself", 
ordered Marla.


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