Natasha part 16
By Will Adams
Thanks again to David for the ideas and most of the writing
Thirteen-year-old Natasha Natoli was in a fouler than normal mood. Her one-day affair with Lacey Wilson had ended when she woke up after serving as the 12-year-old's human toilet. Even though she had managed to pretty well violate all decency with Olivia Smith, she was still looking back with regret on her falling for Lacey Wilson.
"Shit," Natasha said to herself, "why did I let myself get carried away with that little whore, I'll get even one day, but I've got to get back to my own empire, adding and defiling ever more women and bringing them around as Natasha's shit whores."
She had been thinking of Jennifer Mason a lot lately. After her initial repugnance at being one of Natasha's shit holes had passed, she had gotten into it, eventually fulfilling Natasha's prediction and begging to dine on Natasha's kaviar. The 35-year-old blonde was a pretty girl, with big tits and curvaceous, long legs and a lean and flat stomach. And after she had initially been used by Natasha, she had called the next day and begged to come back as a toilet, even with her black-and-blue body.
Funny, thought Natasha at the time, how some of these fucking cows can be so high and mighty and pretend not to serve in their destiny's role -- as my human, flesh-and-blood toilet -- and then the next thing, they are begging for that dung. One thing Natasha knew for sure, however, was that unless one kept strict control over one's fairly natural feminine feelings of admiration for other pretty women, you could find yourself serving as their scum bucket, just as she had for Lacey Wilson, but Natasha promised herself that would never happen again. And she intended to keep that promise.
But meanwhile, there was work to do with the beautiful and wealthy Jennifer Mason. Natasha was going to use Jennifer as a case study in her growing harem of shit slaves. Natasha realized that she didn't have enough time to cater to the needs of all of her whores so she'd have to pair some of them up, having them occupy each other's time in her service lest they wander off and find new Mistresses. Natasha called Jennifer and informed her she was bringing someone over for her to meet. Natasha did not mention she was one of Natasha's latest conquests Atiya Al Salaam -- a 37-year-old Jordanian woman who had fled the terror of the Middle East and found her way to serve as Natasha's bedpan.
Natasha had met Atiya at the local public swimming pool, one of her favorite pickup spots. She just loved going to the pool and surveying all of the available cunt, knowing that someone if not many there would just love to serve as one of her sex slaves. Atiya, who had never been publicly swimming in her own native Jordan, was thrilled to be out in public in a bathing suit, it sparked her own randiness to be so scantily clothed -- even though she was in a one-piece suit -- in front of so many women and men. By the time she was ready to call it a day, she was tired, but horny. That was when Natasha first spied her. Natasha, not normally drawn to darker, dark-haired women, found Atiya enchanting as she towel dried her own, lustrous, raven-colored hair. Atiya was the most likely prospect she saw that day among the poolside talent. She strolled over to talk with the Middle Eastern beauty.
"What a great day for swimming, huh?" Natasha said to Atiya, with Natasha noticing the nice cleavage Atiya was displaying.
"Oh yes," Atiya responded in her best broken English, which Natasha found charming. Natasha also thought it would be fun to have her as one of her slaves, a non-native U.S. citizen, especially given the state of world affairs today. Natasha decided to give it a go.
She invited Atiya over to her and her mother's house, but Atiya said she was with friends and couldn't go. Natasha was, as usual, insistent. She went and talked with the family Atiya was staying with and convinced them it would be good for the newly arrived immigrant to share many experiences in the U.S. as part of her orientation and before Atiya knew what had happened, she was being driven by her host family to Natasha's house. Once there, the family waved goodbye and promised to pick her up later that evening. Atiya was a little befuddled as she followed Natasha up the sidewalk. And shortly after that she was sitting in Natasha's kitchen, chatting with the teenager and her mother. Bev had made Atiya some tea and the three were feeling very cozy.
Natasha was interested in more than conversation and tea, however. With thoughts of Lacey still in her head, she decided she was finished making small talk. Beverly could see the subtle change in Natasha's demeanor and knew Atiya was in trouble and due for some sexing, how much was the real question.
Atiya was rambling on about how wonderful freedom was in the United States when Natasha decided to strike, literally.
Natasha leaned towards Atiya and said, "Want to know what real freedom is like in this country?" Just as Atiya was about to respond Natasha cocked her fist back and landed a punch to the side of Atiya's head. Atiya fell out of her chair and onto the floor. Natasha jumped down on top of Atiya and began to repeatedly punch Atiya in the head, chest and stomach. Atiya quickly became dazed and offered little resistance.
"My freedom allows me to do what I just did to you. It also allows me to do what I am going to do next and not worry about any reprisals from you," Natasha said. "When I'm through with you, you'll beg for more."
Atiya listened to Natasha speak, but couldn't understand what she meant until... "I'm now going to take a huge shit in your mouth and you are going to eat every bit of it. Now open your mouth bitch," Natasha ordered moving over Atiya. "My bowel fruit will be tastier than any camel dung you have ever tasted before. I could care less what third-world cesspool you came from, but you are my third-world cesspool from now on."
Natasha slipped out of her clothes and Atiya was struck by the young girl's totally naked beauty and 36C 23 34 figure. Atiya sat with her mouth open, but quickly closed it as the first turd slid out of Natasha's rectum, hitting her cheek and falling to the floor. Natasha, outraged, turned around and slapped Atiya across the face as hard as she could. Atiya's hand shot to her cheek where the slap was delivered.
"Remove your hand slut. Let it sting. Mother, show this bitch what to do."
Beverly moved down to the floor and straddling Atiya's torso picked up Natasha's turd from the floor and popped it into her mouth, leaving the tip of one end protruding between her lips. Beverly began chewing the turd, turning it to mush in her mouth. As she was ready to swallow, Natasha leaned down and pinched Atiya's nose closed. "When she opens her mouth, spit that sludge in," Natasha told Beverly. Seconds later Atiya's mouth opened and Beverly drooled Natasha's chewed shit into her mouth before she could inhale. Natasha clamped her other hand over Atiya's mouth to prevent her from spitting out the brown slime. "Now swallow." And Atiya did. "There's plenty more where that came from," Natasha said positioning herself again above Atiya.
Atiya offered little resistance before swallowing the second turd. After which she willingly took each turd offered to her.
Natasha finished emptying her bowels into Atiya's maw and sat back down at the kitchen table. Beverly was still straddling Atiya on the floor. "To completely be one of my whores, you have to call the family you have been living with and tell them you are never coming back. Make up whatever story you want to convince them there is no need to look for you returning home, but I will be listening so don't say anything stupid."
Atiya made the call as requested and convincingly told the mother of the family she was living with a lie that Natasha found satisfactory. Natasha then made two calls of her own to Mary Koch and Amber Smith.
Jennifer opened the door to see Natasha on her front stoop along with Mary Koch and three of her biker dykes. Jennifer was frozen with fear, clearly remembering the last time the biker dykes invaded her home. Beating her and threatening to break her bones at Natasha's will.
She snapped back to reality as Natasha's voice filtered into her ears, "I said is that any way to welcome your Mistress, Spittoon?" Jennifer dropped to her knees and quickly opened her mouth in the fashion she was instructed to every time Natasha first entered her presence. As she descended she spied the dark skinned woman sitting on the back of one of the motorcycles. The oddest part was the woman was naked and her hands were tied behind her to the seat-back, using her one-piece bathing suit. Natasha went through the ritual of emptying her sinuses and throat into Jennifer's mouth. The only difference this time was Jennifer had to wait until Natasha was through depositing snot and phlegm in her mouth before she was told to swallow it all in one big gulp. Satisfaction spread across Natasha's face as she watched Jennifer's bulging cheeks deflate and heard the blonde suck in a small gasp of breath.
Leaving two of the dykes at Jennifer's house, with specific instructions, the rest of the group headed to pay a visit to the increasingly frequented tattoo parlor. A sign in the front window indicated piercings were available as well as tattoos. Inside, a second area was set up for a new tattoo artist and a third area for piercings. Amber Harris, knowing she'd soon be servicing the artists, was waiting for the group inside.
The second tattoo artist was shorter than the regular artist that marked Natasha's whore Amber, although she was much heavier. Natasha informed each artist in private exactly what type of work she wanted performed. Jennifer and Atiya were separated and marched into the two tattoo areas. Mary Koch followed Jennifer along with Natasha and Amber, while the other dykes accompanied Atiya.
Several times screams could be heard coming from the other room as Jennifer lay on her flat, toned stomach while her entire back was transformed into a full-color, near-photo-quality canvas of Natasha's design. They all watched as the image took shape. Eventually Jennifer was adorned with a perfect replica of herself completely naked kneeling; legs spread open wide, leaning back so her entire body could be viewed. Her mouth was depicted wide open receiving a greenish yellow flow from above. The entire image was framed looking through a pair of stunningly sexy legs in high heels. Natasha was amazed at how real the image looked; such attention to detail. The curves of her body completely duplicated in stunning detail. The folds of Jennifer's labia were clearly visible as well as individual pubic hairs. Natasha almost believed that if someone licked the pussy tattooed on Jennifer's back it would taste like snatch. Below the entire scene were two words "Natasha's Spittoon".
Before Jennifer's tattoo was completed Atiya was brought in to join the rest of the group. Bruises had formed on her face and chest where Natasha had pummeled her earlier. Dried tears stained both cheeks of her dark skinned face. Atiya stood still, totally naked as she had been since they left Natasha's house hours ago, as Natasha inspected the second artist's work.
Atiya's tattoo started around her neck in the form of a dog collar in black ink. At the front center of her neck "hung" two items attached to the collar. The first, laying on her chest and part of the left tit, was a dog tag in the shape of a bone. The tag proudly displayed "Natasha's Bitch". The second item was a leash which looped down and across her right titmeat, then back up over her right shoulder ending at the small of her back. As Natasha had instructed the leash ran right over the Jordanian's nipple. The screams heard earlier must have been from the tattoo needle repeatedly jabbing into the woman's areola and nipple. Or it could have been her piercing, Natasha thought as she looked to see the thick silver hoop dangling from Atiya's clit. Natasha next looked to see if the paw prints were placed on each butt cheek like she wanted. They were.
Once both women were finished Natasha had them sit on the floor and watch as Amber paid both tattoo artists for their hard work.
"You really outdid yourself this time," Natasha remarked to the artist. "In fact you deserve to have more than your pussy eaten, both of you do. Amber wants both of you to shit in her mouth." Amber proceeded to eat out the heavy dykes before they both used her mouth as a toilet. One of the artists managed to squirt diarrhea all over Amber's face. Amber used her fingers to gather and scoop the runny mess off her face and into her mouth. Then, as instructed, she thanked each of the heavy-set women's assholes for the bounteous flow of shit they had deposited in her stomach.
"Thank you both so much, I just love the shit flowing from those assholes into my sewer of a mouth and throat," Amber told both of the women's assholes. Natasha loved the look of the brown stains on Amber's tongue as she spoke.
Upon returning to Jennifer's house, Mary Koch and her gang departed leaving Natasha and the newly tattooed whores. Natasha ordered them to sit at the table in the kitchen. Jennifer felt like something was different in the room, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. One thing she knew that was different was her status in life. Accustomed to bossing around her minions, she knew her role here was to serve the lovely and wicked Natasha Natoli, to be one of her group of lesbian scat whores. She quickly realized that every counter top was bare except for one. All of her expensive appliances were missing; all that remained was a can opener, a metal bowl, and a single spoon and fork.
"Spittoon, this is your new roommate," Natasha said never even mentioning Atiya's name. Jennifer was shocked.
"From now on you two sluts will share everything. Let's get a few ground rules straight," Natasha said laying down her laws. "For starters you will both share the same bed. I know there are guest rooms in this house, but why be apart. Since Bitch here has no clothes, except from her bathing suit, she will share your wardrobe. Do not go out and buy her new clothes."
Natasha then informed Jennifer that any day Atiya wears a pair of Jennifer's panties; Jennifer is to wear the exact same pair the next day without washing them. Natasha said it was so Jennifer could spend the day with Atiya's stink between her legs. Natasha continued that once Jennifer was done wearing them, Atiya was to put them back on and so forth to cut down on laundry and so that the women would be completely marked by the other.
Natasha informed Jennifer that her company was to sponsor a work visa for Atiya so she would not be deported. Atiya was also to be put on the payroll immediately at a modest salary. However, all of Atiya's pay was to be given to Mary Koch for her muscle services.
"Now for the best part," Natasha said moving towards the first cabinet on the wall. "You will now be providing each other's meals. Spittoon, outside of one meal per day while at work, you will only eat what Bitch provides you. She will fill this metal bowl," Natasha held up the bowl, "with her camel dung for you to dine on. She will feed you using either this spoon or fork. You will NEVER touch one of these instruments while eating."
"In return you will feed her," Natasha indicated Atiya, "one can of this for each meal." Natasha opened the first cabinet. Every shelf was filled with cans of the cheapest possible Skippy dog food. Natasha went down the row of cabinets opening and closing each in succession revealing every cabinet contained the same contents. "Oh, if either of you wants a drink, feel free to piss in each other's mouths." Jennifer and Atiya sat in silence absorbing Natasha's instructions, Wondering how they had come this far down the road of total degradation in such a short period of time.
Natasha opened the first can of dog food and instructed Jennifer/Spittoon to empty it into the metal bowl. The food landed with a squishing sound.
Looking at the bowl on the table between the women along with the spoon she said, "Get to work, Spittoon. The sooner she eats, the sooner you get to eat."
Jennifer reluctantly picked up the spoon and put it into the slimy dog food.
Natasha could see her hesitating. She needed to make her point quickly.
"Spread your legs, Bitch," Natasha ordered Atiya. Natasha grabbed Jennifer by the back of the head, pushing her face down to Atiya's crotch. "See this hoop?" she bellowed. Natasha flicked her finger across Atiya's clit causing her to jump in her seat.
Releasing her hold on Jennifer, Natasha explained, "If I find out either of you whores disobey me," Natasha panned her eyes back and forth between the two women stopping to look at Atiya, "I will have you pierced again. Every piercing will be another silver hoop." A look of fright was clear on Atiya's face. Turning to Jennifer, Natasha continued, "When I feel she has enough jewelry, I'll start on you." Jennifer displayed the same look of fright as Atiya. "When there are no more places to pierce, I'll start connecting the hoops with permanent chains. You stupid fucks are my slaves and will do whatever I tell you to, so get going."
The thoughts of having their bodies continually pierced got the two women moving. Jennifer gathered a big spoonful of dog food and brought it up to Atiya's mouth. Atiya opened wide and Jennifer slipped the spoon inside. Atiya's lips wrapped around the spoon as Jennifer withdrew it back from her mouth. Natasha ordered Jennifer to watch Atiya as she chewed and swallowed each time.
As Atiya's meal drew to conclusion, Natasha informed the two that the bowl and utensils were not to be washed between meals. She also mentioned that either Mary or one of her dykes would be by periodically to pick up Atiya's paycheck and to see if the women were obeying Natasha's wishes.
"It shouldn't take long before your meal is ready, Spittoon. After all it's going to take a while before her stomach is used to her new diet." Natasha needed some way to pass the time, so she told Jennifer to eat Atiya's ass while they waited.
Atiya stood at the table, bent in half over it. Jennifer was on her knees behind her spreading her ass cheeks with both hands. The paw print tattoos were perfectly placed; Jennifer's hands were placed directly over each paw print thus reducing her to the equivalent of an animal in this position. Jennifer used her tongue to lick the dark skinned woman's even darker asshole. Natasha ordered the buxom blonde to wrap her lips around Atiya's asshole and suck. They could all hear Atiya's stomach rumbling from attempting to digest the can of dog food. The sucking motion on her asshole caused her to fart twice and loudly into the blonde's mouth.
When Atiya was ready she squatted over the unwashed metal bowl and unloaded.
Natasha was right it didn't take very long for Jennifer's meal to be ready. Atiya filled the bowl with loose runny shit. She picked the dirty spoon up off the counter and both women sat back down at the table. Now with their roles reversed Atiya spoon-fed the bowl's contents to the rich blonde.
Natasha left her two whores behind for their new shared life together. She told them should would be back to check on them soon hoping they might have disobeyed her. Natasha thought `maybe I'll just have them pierced several times for the fun of it'.