Message-ID: <7963eli$9801310023@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: <URL:http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/Year98/7963.txt> From: slvshlkr@best.com (slave shoelicker) Subject: story: Alicia's Lackey part 2 Newsgroups: alt.sex.femdom,alt.sex.stories,alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories.bondage Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: <usenet-approval@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded <story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Story-Submission: <story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Original-Message-ID: <34d233fb.19723483@nntp.best.com> Warning!! Do not read if under twenty-one, or easily offended by adult sexual material. This material is only intended for adults. All minors should read no further!! Alicia's Lackey Part 2 By Slave Shoelicker I slept that night in a pool of urine and I did nothing to prevent it. Morning came and I awakened to the incredible sight of Alicia's naked body. My cock rose to salute her magnificence. "Good morning," she said with a smile. "I have to go real bad, and I can go in the toilet or you can be the toilet. What will it be you worthless piece of dogshit?" Alicia was asking me to be her toilet and calling me dogshit, and I was aroused by it more than I could ever remember. She was giving me a choice and I couldn't say no. No matter how much I wanted to tell her she couldn't do this to me, something within me wanted her to use me as a toilet, and it was a powerful force that had complete control over me. "I'll be your toilet Miss Alicia," I said, hanging my head in shame. "O. K., but it won't be just this once. You have to be a full time toilet or not at all. So think it over and tell me if you really want it," she said standing over me, looking so radiant. "I want to be your toilet more than I've wanted anything in my life, Miss Alicia. Please let me be your toilet," I begged. Alicia produced a funnel and shoved it into my mouth. She squatted over it with her pretty feet on either side of my head. "I hope you're thirsty," she said giggling. She let go a long hot stream of piss into the funnel. I drank and drank as my cock hardened to the point of near release. When Alicia finished I continued slowly drinking the pee in the funnel, savoring each drop of her fine wine. She let me enjoy my degrading act as she stood over me. When I finished, I looked up to see her smiling face. Alicia knew she controlled me in every way. I couldn't refuse her any request. She turned around so her backside was facing me. She removed the funnel and squatted over my face. "How about a kiss," Alicia said, swaying her perfect ass inches over my head. I began kissing her magnificent orbs. Tenderly pecking loving kisses as if I were passionately kissing a woman's lips. I was in heaven even though I was soaked in her piss. "Kiss my rose," Alicia ordered. I kissed her brown hole. The feelings washing over me were indescribable. I started to loose myself in this shameful act. I was making love to her poop shoot, moaning in ecstasy. Alicia began to sink down on my tongue. I snaked it up as far as I could, and she impaled herself on it. After a few minutes I felt something pushing back against my tongue. I tried to turn my head to the side and escape from under Alicia's ass. She sat down with all her weight and grabbed my balls, squeezing with great force. The agony was pure hell and my screams were muffled by her pretty butt cheeks. "Don't even think about backing out now," she said easing the pressure on my balls with each probe of my tongue. As soon as my tongue was back in to the hilt, I felt the object pushing back. Alicia looked over her shoulder at me and laughed at the sight of my eyes, wide in shocked horror at the realization of what was about to occur. The turd entered my mouth, moving to the back, and then expanding to fill my cheeks. I was sick at the thought of what I was doing, but I was tingling with a sexual energy I had never experienced before. My mouth was now filled to capacity as I sat under Alicia's ass. "Oops, here comes last night's Mexican food," she said laughing at my utter humiliation. A thick liquid shit made its way out. It had no where to go with the huge turd already filling my mouth. It exploded over my face. Up my nose, in my eyes, dripping into my ears. The sewerage oozed into my hair. I was completely covered in Alicia's hot shit. Alicia got up and was hysterical as she looked at the revolting sight at her feet. She grabbed a camcorder and started filming my degradation. "Chew your breakfast shiteater," she said. Somehow Alicia had bewitch me. I no longer had a will of my own and I commenced the self-abasing act of eating her fecal discharge. On top of it all, my dehumanization was being captured on film for who knows what humiliating purpose. With some effort, I as able to complete my vile task and swallow the "breakfast" so graciously provided by my owner, Alicia. "Lick that slop off the tub so I can shower," she demanded. "Please...Miss Alicia..." She grabbed the twine tied to my balls and yanked viscously. I shrieked in agony. "Don't you ever question an order I give or I'll separate your worthless gonads from your body. Now lick that up, and I want to see some enthusiasm." As quickly as I could I began slurping the foul substance like a dog starved for a week. Alicia was once again in hysterics as she filmed the hideous scene. I continued my efforts, retracing every inch of the tub. Finally Alicia tired of the scene. She opened the rear door of the trailer. "Get out and clean up." The liquid shit had dried into a hard-caked crust over my head. I began to get up and pull my pants up when Alicia interjected. "Crawl out of here and leave your pants in the waste basket. I want you to crawl into your trailer on your hands and knees and tell everyone there your name is shiteater and you are Miss Alicia's toilet. Now off you go and be back in an hour," Alicia ordered. As I was crawling out the door, the make-up woman was coming in. My heart pounded from the intense disgrace of the moment. "Say hello," Alicia ordered. With my head hanging in utter humiliation I spoke weakly, "I am shiteater, Miss Alicia's toilet." The woman burst out in laughter. "It looks like you need practice Shiteater, it's all over you." "That won't be a problem. I'm sure the dog will be quite proficient in no time. Now slither along Shiteater," Alicia said. I made my way to the trailer. I thought I would have a heart attack on the way my apprehension was so severe. I crawled up the steps and entered the trailer. "Who the hell are you?" one of the guys asked. "I am Shiteater, Miss Alicia's Toilet," I mumbled with total lack of any self respect. After the roar of bunch settled down, one of them spoke. "Don, is that you? How could you let her do this to you? Don't you have any pride? Are you sick, man? That's inhuman. You gotta tell the boss man. This is insane. Say something man." "I am Shiteater, Miss Alicia's toilet." End of Part 2----to be continued----post comments By Slave Shoelicker -- +--------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `------------+ | story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us | story-admin@qz.little-neck.ny.us | | Archive site +--------------------+------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | <http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/><http://www.qz.to/erotica/assm/faq.html>