By Will Adams and Mark
Natasha's 14th Birthday Party (first part)
Thirteen-year-old Natasha Natoli was flipping through the latest edition of "Teen Beat" magazine, catching up on the latest exploits of her favorite celebs. The nude, raven-haired beauty was sprawled belly-down across her bed, her gorgeous breasts propped up on a couple of pillows, the magazine spread before her on the bedcovers. She was particularly taken with a photo of Avril Lavigne. She imagined Avril's beautiful face mashed beneath her dominant young ass, brutally riding that face to multiple orgasms, then shitting into that luscious mouth...
Natasha took a deep drag on her Kool Menthol 100, then stubbed it out in the ashtray held out for her convenience by her devoted slave asslick, who knelt patiently on the floor beside the bed to wait upon her Owner's will. Natasha noisily cleared her throat, then leaned over the edge of the bed to hock a menthol-flavored loogie into asslick's waiting mouth. asslick savored the taste and slimy consistency of the latest gift from her Goddess, then swallowed and said, "Thank you Goddess Natasha."
Natasha returned to her perusal of "Teen Beat," flipping the pages to an article on the Olsen twins. The photos of the sweet,wholesome-looking, terminally cute actresses set her to daydreaming once again. Those rich, stuck-up bitches had a lot to learn about life, and who better than Natasha to teach them? She imagined standing over the Olsen twins who were down on their knees before her. The beautiful blue eyes of Mary-Kate looked up at her fearfully as her tongue tentatively began to lick Natasha's pussy, her first ever experience of cunnilingus. Simultaneously, Ashley's soft, sweet lips and dexterous tongue began servicing Natasha's sensitive asshole... The fantasy of dominating and degrading the innocent, teen actresses caused Natasha's clit to swell and her cunt to moisten. She fixated on the picture of the Olsen twins and pushed her right hand under her body and began stroking her pussy.
"cuntlap," Natasha ordered, "inside." cuntlap, who had spent the last hour with her face in her Owner's asscrack, ceaselessly rimming and gently suckling at her asshole, moaned softly as she pushed her tongue deep into Natasha's anus. Serving Natasha's anus was her true purpose in life, the most exquisite ecstasy she would ever know on this earth.
Expertly, with experience born of countless hours of practice, she stroked her studded tongue in and out of her Owner's asshole in a rhythm she knew would rapidly bring her Goddess to orgasm. Natasha didn't last long, coming intensely from the combined ministrations of slave tongue and her own hand. cuntlap came shortly after her Owner, without even touching herself, the spasms of Natasha's anal sphincter clamping down on her tongue being sufficient to send her over the edge to an intense orgasm of her own.
Natasha folded her arms across the magazine and lowered her face atop them, sighing contentedly. She felt cuntlap return to her appointed task of gently rimming and suckling at her asshole. Natasha knew she would continue tirelessly at her task until told otherwise. Natasha closed her eyes and yawned deeply, but before drifting off to sleep she had the presence of mind to issue an order. "asslick, tell Beverly I'll have dinner at six. You will wake me at five-thirty."
By six-thirty Natasha had finished dinner and was enjoying a post prandial smoke. She was seated at the dining room table, smoking a Kool and sipping a glass of wine. cuntlap was kneeling on the floor to Natasha's right, her attention tirelessly fixed on her Owner, eager to anticipate Natasha's slightest need or whim. Beverly could be heard in the kitchen, pans and dishes clattering as she cleaned up after serving her daughter's dinner.
Beneath the table, asslick was deep in the throes of Goddess worship. Her task was to produce a pleasant level of arousal without distracting Goddess from eating dinner, and judging from the plump, engorged, succulent state of Natasha's cunt lips, her efforts had been a success.
As her tongue and lips moved slowly, reverently over her Goddess' large, dark labia, gently kissing, nibbling, and sucking, she was filled with near religious ecstasy. asslick worked at the same deliberate pace that she had employed throughout dinner, a pace she would maintain for hours if Natasha allowed. Time no longer had any meaning for asslick. Her entire world had become Natasha's beautiful, demanding pussy: the sight of its beautiful, swollen lips and topped by a slight V black fur, the feel of its warmth and smooth texture, the soft sounds of her tongue and lips plying across its flesh, its irresistible taste and intoxicating scent. All of her five senses were filled to overflowing by her Owner's cunt. And, as often happened, she was drooling into the twat she loved so much.
asslick felt intense gratitude to her Goddess for allowing her to worship Her divine pussy. She again marveled at her good fortune to be taken and enslaved by Goddess Natasha. It was hard for asslick to believe that only a few months ago she would have found the concept of performing cunnilingus repellent - now it was one of her fondest desires, second only to serving her Goddess' anus and consuming the fruit of Her divine bowels. If Natasha were to allow it, asslick would gladly lick her Owner's divine pussy until she was too weak from hunger to continue. Her past life, in which she had been known as Alexandra, seemed so drab and mundane compared to her present existence. High school, pep squad and cheerleading, her clumsy jock boyfriend who was always feeling her up and wheedling her to suck his cock. Then, in the space of a single evening, Goddess Natasha had revealed to asslick her true self: a cunt-licking, piss-drinking, shit-eating lesbian slave. Natasha had introduced her to her destiny and she would be forever grateful.
Although she didn't enjoy Natasha's cruel punishments, she knew they were the price to be paid for the incomparable privilege of serving her Goddess.
Natasha shifted her butt forward to the edge of the chair and said, "asslick, toilet." asslick eagerly repositioned herself, head tilted back with her mouth open wide, lips sealed tight to her Owner's cunt. Natasha allowed asslick a few moments to complete the transition into toilet mode, then relaxed her sphincter and began pissing full force into asslick's mouth. asslick's mouth and nasal passages were instantly suffused with the taste and scent of her Owner's urine, which reeked with a powerful aroma due to the asparagus consumed during dinner.
Natasha stretched lazily as asslick gulped down her hot, pungent Goddess juice without missing a drop. When she finished asslick dutifully lapped her clean. "Thank you Goddess Natasha," asslick said, then returned to her slow, reverent worship of her Goddess' divine pussy.
"cuntlap," Natasha said, "go tell Beverly I'm finished with dinner. Tell her to set aside a big serving of asparagus - I'll have it before bedtime." Natasha had taken to eating asparagus several times a day. She had always liked fresh asparagus, and lately it amused her to flavor her Goddess juice for her slave toilets. "Tell her she can feed you now," Natasha said to the departing cuntlap, "and that asslick will be in to be fed in about ten minutes."
Natasha leaned back in her chair and stubbed out her Kool. "Get me off, slave."
Starting at the perineum, asslick's studded tongue slowly traveled upward, parting Natasha's plump lips then gliding further up to penetrate her vagina. Her tongue slid slowly in and out as she savored her Owner's copious discharge. Natasha reached down and grabbed a handful of asslick's long, blond hair. She yanked the slave's face upward and more firmly into her dominant young pussy. "Enough tongue fucking. Suck my clit."
As asslick's lips parted to encompass her Owner's clit, she once again marveled at its size. She guessed that Natasha's brownish-pink clitoris was over an inch-and-a-half in length when fully erect, perhaps closer to two inches than an inch-and-a-half. asslick moaned in passion as she rhythmically sucked, but awaited her Owner's signal to bring her to orgasm. asslick had learned that while receiving oral worship Natasha wanted to be totally in control, right up to the point of orgasm. "Faster," Natasha grunted. "Tongue my clit, slave." Sucking the clit deep into her mouth, asslick began whipping her studded tongue back and forth across it. Natasha's hips began involuntarily bucking and she yanked the blonde's hair savagely, pulling her deeper into her cunt as she came on the slave's face.
The large, scrumptious dinner followed by several glasses of wine, the pleasant afterglow of an intense orgasm, and a slave girl with a belly full of her piss dutifully tongue cleaning her pussy and thighs ^Ö all of these things had combined to mellow Natasha. As relaxed and content as she ever was, Natasha's thoughts turned to musing about her upcoming birthday. She wanted it to be something really special, something memorable for herself and her guests. She shoved asslick away with her foot, "Beverly is waiting to feed you slave. Go."
In the meantime, nearly as regular as clockwork, Natasha's gorgeous young body was preparing to unload a shit meal. She could feel that it was going to be a big one - not massive, but a generously sized meal for one of her lucky toilets. 'Now, who will be the lucky toilet this evening?' she mused.
She picked up her phone and speed dialed Pamela's home number. "Hi Pamela, guess who? It's Natasha, you disgusting shitwhore and I've got a special treat for you tonight." As Natasha listened to the response her angelic features hardened in anger. "Shut up you stupid cow! How dare you question my demands? I don't want to hear any of your lame excuses. If you aren't here by eight o'clock sharp, you're banished from my divine presence forever. I don't give a shit what the Opera is and who's going to be there. Tell that pathetic excuse for a husband that you're sick, or make up any excuse you want. Tell him to give your ticket to someone else. Call and cancel your dinner reservation - you'll be dining on something far better than gourmet food tonight."
Natasha proceeded to give Pamela her address and driving instructions.
"Don't you dare be late. OK, C ya."
Pamela, having never been to Natasha's home, arrived slightly early because she had been worried about finding the place.
Pamela had told her pathetic excuse of a husband that she had an important matter that "HAD" to be attended to. He wasn't worth any more of an excuse.
The door was answered by an attractive woman who looked to be in her late thirties, who introduced herself as Beverly, Natasha's mother. "Very pleased to meet you, Pamela. Please follow me," Beverly said, taking Pamela by the arm. "Natasha is in the living room where she's been eagerly awaiting your arrival," Beverly said with a slight smirk, knowing that this haughty-looking blonde would soon be consuming her teen daughter's shit.
Natasha was sitting in a chair in the living room, reading a magazine. She was dressed demurely, Pamela noted, in what appeared to be the uniform of a Catholic schoolgirl: a short, pleated, plaid skirt, a white blouse, knee length white socks, and black maryjane shoes. The sight of this beautiful, innocent-looking young teen melted Pamela's heart, as Natasha had known it would.
Beverley said, "Pamela, I hope you will excuse me now. I was in the middle of something when you arrived. I'll just leave you two to keep each other company."
Natasha smiled up at Pamela and said, "So good of you to come on such short notice, Pamela. I'm afraid we'll have to dispense with the niceties of social interaction, and cut to right to the chase. Time is of the essence." Natasha laid aside the magazine and spread her legs over the arms of the chair she was sitting in. She scooted her ass forward to the edge of the seat, then, looking up at Pamela to gauge her reaction, slowly raised the hem of the pleated skirt. Natasha wasn't wearing any panties, and her divine black-furred, full-lipped pussy and exquisite little puckered brown asshole were exposed for Pamela's admiration. "Like what you see, you lowly shitwhore?"
The spellbinding sight before her riveted Pamela's gaze. She swallowed and then answered truthfully. "Natasha, you are so beautiful. Such a perfect little girl. The most beautiful girl I've ever seen."
Natasha smirked up at her. "And what are you? Be careful how you answer, slut."
"I am your lowly slave toilet, totally owned and ruled by your perfect teenage pussy and asshole. I live only to serve your divine asshole."
Natasha had decided to strengthen her hold over Pamela. She hadn't liked the disrespect Pamela had shown her over the phone, and she had developed further plans to make use of the wealthy slut. This evening, she would transform Pamela from an occasional toilet slut into a totally obedient slave. "Get your face in my crotch. Mouth on asshole, nose in cunt. Kiss my asshole, slut. Show me how much you love and respect it."
Pamela wasted no time in dropping to her knees and planting a passionate kiss on Natasha's beautiful puckered hole.
"Good to see you know your place in life, slut. Now rim my sweet asshole. That's it, keep it up until I tell you to stop." Natasha, despite having come only an hour before, began to be turned on by the blonde's tongue work on her asshole, so she grabbed a handful of Pamela's short blond hair and began slowly dragging her nose back and forth across her engorged clit.
"Enough rimming, slut. Get that tongue inside my asshole. Deeper! I want you to taste my shit."
Natasha yanked savagely on Pamela's hair, pulling her face in deeper. "You worthless shitwhore. Work that tongue in and out. Deeper. Faster!"
Pamela moaned in submissive passion and ecstasy and redoubled her efforts. "That's it, make love to your Goddess. Show me how much you love it. Now, get that tongue all the way up my shitter and keep it there. Deeper you worthless cunt. Now twirl it around. I want to come on your slut face with your slut tongue up my ass. Deeper, you pathetic shiteater! Oh, I'm gonna come on your face, you worthless fucking shitwhore!" Natasha came hard on Pamela's face, her asshole spasming around the slut's tongue, repeatedly yanking her blond hair to smash the slut's nose against her large, engorged clit.
After coming down from her orgasm Natasha shoved the slut away. Seeing that she had bloodied Pamela's nose, she yelled, "cuntlap, get in here! you bumbling fool, why don't you have a towel ready? Fetch a towel and water and ice and gauze. And bring asslick too."
Pamela was sprawled on the floor, her nose bleeding freely, blood running down her chin to drip onto her dress and the floor. She was in such a state of shock that the appearance of the two naked, blond teens with red letters tattooed on their foreheads barely surprised her. A few minutes later cuntlap had applied ice and gauze to staunch the bleeding from Pamela's nose. It had bled freely, obviously ruining her expensive Gucci dress. cuntlap helped Pamela to her feet, then Natasha instructed Pamela to remove her dress and hand it to cuntlap, who took it and set it aside. cuntlap then got down on all fours to clean the blood from the floor. Meanwhile, asslick was kneeling between her Owner's thighs, skillfully tongue-cleaning the come and blood from her lower body. "asslick, enough. You and cuntlap kneel over there and watch. I'm about to feed this slut, and I want you two to see every detail."
The two blond sisters scurried off to kneel by the couch, their eyes fixed on their Goddess as she stood up and removed her plaid skirt.
"Pamela," Natasha said imperiously, pointing to the floor in front of her, "on your back. Now!" As Pamela got into position, Natasha removed her blouse, so that she was left wearing only her white knee socks and black maryjanes. Spreading her feet wide, Natasha stepped across Pamela's supine body to stare down at her face. She squatted slowly over Pamela's head, allowing her plenty of time to admire her widespread pussy as it descended toward her face.
"Pamela," she explained sweetly, "first I'm gonna pee in your mouth. I'll go slowly, because you haven't had much practice at being a toilet. But you had better not spill a single drop of my Goddess juice."
Despite her battered nose, Pamela eagerly sealed her mouth in position on Natasha's beautiful pussy. She moaned in passion, and didn't let a single drop of hot, pungent goddess juice escape her lips. She finished by lovingly licking clean the pussy that now totally ruled her life.
Natasha patted her on the head, and uncharacteristically offered a few kind words. "Good slut, you have potential as a toilet. Now, are you ready for the main course?"
Pamela's pussy was sopping, her lust for this absolutely gorgeous, demonic teen princess driving her to distraction. "Yes Natasha," she moaned, "I'm ready." Natasha reversed position, lowering her asshole over the slave's mouth.
"Beg for it slut. Tell me exactly what you want me to do."
The sight of Natasha's perfect, luscious, white ass and crinkled, brown asshole looming over her, caused Pamela to abandon whatever remaining self-respect or sanity she might have possessed. "Please Goddess Natasha. Open your beautiful, perfect asshole and fill my toilet mouth with your glorious shit!"
Natasha roughly grabbed a handful of the slut's blond hair in one hand and grabbed her chin with the other hand, using the opposing holds to pull her mouth wide open. "Here it comes, slut." She relaxed her sphincter to expertly deposit a eight-inch, warm, reeking log into Pamela's mouth, then firmly contracted her asshole to stop the next log from emerging. "I'm going to release your jaw slut, but don't you dare bite down until I give you permission."
Natasha released her hold on Pamela, then stood to look down at her slut. The stuck-up, rich blonde didn't look so high and mighty lying there on the floor with Natasha's turd sticking up out of her mouth. Natasha smirked down at her slut. "Suck my turd, slut. Enjoy the taste, the texture, and the aroma. Are you enjoying my turd? Answer me, slut!"
"Mmmm, mmmm," Pamela moaned, looking at the turd protruding upward from between her lips. 'Natasha's turd is a truly amazing thing,' she mused. It was a firm stool, of mottled coloration, varying from very dark brown down near her lips, 'really almost black,' she thought, to a lighter shade of brown further up. Its shape was roughly cylindrical.
'Shaped inside my beloved Natasha's bowel,' she realized, 'and by her tight little sphincter as it squeezed past into the outside world.' Her lips and tongue detected slight granularities in the outer surface of the turd as she began to suck. As the excrement began dissolving in her saliva, the taste and smell became nearly overpowering. But her slut pussy was on fire.
"Contemplate exactly what you have become as you suck my turd. A pedophilic, lesbian, shiteater! OK, you may now bite through, chew and swallow. That's it, keep going, slut. Finish it up, there's more where that came from." The combination of Natasha's verbal abuse and the overwhelming presence of the turd in her mouth brought on Pamela's first orgasm.
Her pussy spasmed over and over as she labored to chew and swallow Natasha's chunky turd.
As Natasha squatted over Pamela to deliver the next course of her shitmeal, she giggled. "Pamela, not only are you a lesbian pedophile shiteater, but you're all those things on video. I want you to smile and wave at the camera before I deliver the next course. Over there," she pointed to a door leading into a darkened room, "in the dining room. Beverly has recorded your whole ordeal, ever since you arrived."
Dazed and in shock, Pamela waved to the camera and smiled, exposing shit-stained teeth.
"Now slut, tell the camera exactly who and what you are, and earn your next turd."
Pamela could now make out Beverly waving to her from the darkened room.
She sighed, then said, "My name is Pamela. I'm a lesbian pedophile shiteater. I like to molest little girls and then swallow their turds. Natasha is only thirteen years old and I love licking her pussy and asshole. I am a pathetic excuse for a human being. I'm only a toilet now - Natasha's toilet. That's all I deserve to be."
Natasha giggled again. "Very good slut. Now open wide." Natasha grunted and released a second log into Pamela's mouth. "Suck my turd slave. As you suck on the next course of your gourmet meal, contemplate the fact that I totally own you. Anytime I decide, that video can be posted on the Internet and it will ruin your life. Think of your husband's career. Think of the scandal as you are prosecuted for statutory rape of a minor."
Natasha stood and spread her flawless, white asscheeks to expose her shitty asshole to the camera. "Let's see," she mused, "which of you should be rewarded with cleanup duty. I can't make up my mind..." She paused to draw out the suspense for her eager, waiting slaves. "Beverly," she commanded, "cleanup." A few seconds later she felt her mother's tongue begin the task of cleaning her filthy asscrack.
Natasha smirked down at Pamela as her mother performed cleanup duty.
"OK slave, you've sucked my turd long enough. Chew and swallow."
Pamela, sick with the realization that this heartbreakingly beautiful, sadistic teen princess had the capacity to ruin her life on a whim, began to chew and swallow the last of her shitmeal. Despite the worry over her predicament, the throbbing of her pussy was as intense as ever.
Author's note: Thanks for all the votes and you can see where this is going. If you have suggestions for the second part, send them in. willadams8@literotica.org