An Ocean of Misery
Chapter Seven
Besides constantly serving Coach Hughes, giving her oral
sex, I was used by Donna as her full time toilet. Her
grandma was so happy, she said her grandaughter had not
come over so much in years. She said she knew I was doing
very special things for Donna. She said I made being a
foster parent worthwhile.
About a month later I was about to enter the Lair and met
Sara as she was coming out. She told me she had neglected
to flush. I could not wait to get inside. I went straight
to the third stall. Sure enough, there it was. A turd from
the beautiful bod of Sara Abreu. I took a deep breath, I
could smell shit. I know my nose wrinkled but not from
disgust. It just stunk. I unfasten my belt, unzipped my
pants and let them fall to the floor. I put my hand on my
dick which was already hard. I knelt down to worship the
porceline god and give thanks for her shit. I have
wanted to taste her shit since I first laid eyes on her
unbelievable body. I was thrilled. I took a deep breath,
through my nose as I lowered my head into the bowels of
the commode which I may forever enshrine. The shit odor
was stronger but I hardly had to remind myself that this
came from the body of the world's most beautiful creature
and that I was fortunate to be near anything that come from
her body. All the times I have licked and cleaned her
panties had prepared me for this glorious moment. I moved
my hand faster as I lowered my head in the shrine. The water
was cold on my face as I closed my mouth over her shit. I
took as much as I could in my mouth and raised clear of the
yellow water. I savored her shit as I pumped my dick. The
stink was terrible. The taste not bad, other than being
bitter. I am glad I was mentally prepared for this. I would
not want to be a disappointment to my Goddess. I swallowed
and lowered my head quickly for another big bite. As my head
cleared the water that time I cum all over the place. I knew
unless I could eat all of her shit from the Shrine of Sara,
I could not really be her toilet. I put my head in the water
again and continued to do so until all of her shit was in my
stomach where it belonged. I wished that I had the courage to
tell her that I wanted to be her full time permanent toilet.
I know she would tell her dad and Judge Abreu would have me
committed to some institution where I could never eat panties
again. There would certainly be no one like the Goddesses I
was serving here. No, I must be content to serve the Lady
Dragon Fires with my best effort and be content to enjoy
these moments whenever they presented themselves.
I got up and went to my locker, got my mouthwash and gargled.
I washed really good and did a through inspection to make
sure no tell tale signs was smeared on my face. I had to have
my lungs full of the sweet wonderful scent of Goddess Sara's
shit. I went back in the stall, put my head in the toilet and
inhaled again, holding the air in my lungs to get the utmost
benefit from the scents of a Goddess. From moments like these
are the times that enable life to be lived to the fullest.
The Lady Dragon Fires went to the State Tournament. I was the
only male on the bus! I know it was a reward for all of the
cleaning I have done for them. I enjoyed the trip up there so
much. I took all of the girls their food. That was putting a
lot of trust in me. Even though the JV girls were not going
to play, they all went. The hardest part was watching all of
those cute little asses go in the toilet and not be able to go
in and clean for them.
I am careful not to let anyone know my true thought about things
like this. The majority does not think these are normal thoughts.
I looked up the words, normal, pervert, etc. They say nothing.
Look them up for yourself. Made me feel a lot better about myself
and my desires. I know lots of people have fantasies they do nothing
about, not me. I was living them and would continue to live them
for the remainder of my life. When I am eighty, I planed to have
my tongue inside a female's body. If I could chose the way I die,
I would chose to choke on a big turd emitted from a gorgeous female
ass. I would want my last breath to be saturated with methane straight
from the bowels of said gorgeous body.
I will always remember the night at the state tournament. I went to
heaven that night. The twins came to my room! The Abreu Goddesses!
Kara asked me, "Joe have you ever hooked up with a girl?"
I could only answer one way because I could not tell them about all
of the special service and attention I had been doing for Donna and
Coach Hughes.
Then they pushed the door open and walked passed me! I was stunned.
I told them I had not but wanted to. Who would not want to eat
these two! They obviously did not know all that others had done
to me. I gave a feeble plea about the blindfold. Sure I wanted to
see their gorgeous bods. I wanted more to taste them even more.
They had me kneel at the foot of my bed. They laid side by side.
I felt two legs go over my shoulder and in a second my mouth was
treated to the sweetest most wonderful spot on earth. I felt
inadequate. I wished I had received more practice and instruction
from Coach Hughes. If I had that to do over I would ask her to teach
me more and gain knowledge. I knew then that a guy can never
have enough knowledge about cunninlingus. I vowed to become the
best pussy eater the world had ever known.
I know I done better on Sara. I thought I had been a disappointment
to Kara. They were in a hurry too. Plus I think they were afraid
Coach Hughes would catch us. I was not as afraid of that as I would
have been a short while ago. I just know I will get a chance to make
it better for My Goddesses. They deserve a lot more than I could ever
hope to give them.
When Sara moaned and told me I was good. Well....that may have been
the happiest moment of my life. To be told you are good by a goddess,
that is everything. Her soft thighs pressed tightly against my face.
I did not mind the pressure. It was OK when her nails removed skin
from my back. I knew enough then to realize that was done because
My Goddess was in the throes of rapture. When a guy can get a goddess
in the throes of rapture, no sacrifice is to great.
Sara almost suffocated me. I was gasping for breath when Kara farted
square on my face. When I inhaled her fart I thought I was going to
die. That is when I decided that was the way I wanted to go. I just
was not ready at that time! Did it stink? Of course it did. That was
OK though. It was expected to stink. No matter how beautiful a girl is,
I have already learned, shit smells pretty much like shit. It is much
worse when their stomach is upset the way Donna's was that time though.
I felt my dick grow even more when the fart hit my nose. They said
enduring words to me. They called me what I was which was a compliment.
Sara even held my hand on the way to the bathroom. I hoped she wanted
to use me as her toilet. That would have been so terrific. Neither
of them did though. I must admit I was disappointed. Instead they had
me get in the bathtub. Both of them pissed on my scratched back. I
could feel the pain as their urine went into the cuts. As it flowed
over my back to the drain, I got to lick it several times. I would
have loved to drink all of it. I made sure the blindfold soaked up
all I could get it to. When the girls left I licked the bathtub and
sucked all of the Goddess Pee from Sara's scarf. I jacked off more
as I swallowed their glorious golden nectar. I vowed to forever
remember that night. By what my Goddesses told me, I was pretty sure
I would get to serve them in the most intimate ways possible, yes, be
their toilet. If they had me on video while I worshiped at The Shrine
of Goddess Sara, they knew I wanted to eat their shit. Whoa, if they
had that on video, they would have used me for their toilet. I got
really down then, what if that was repulsive to them? What if My
Goddesses would never allow me to be their toilet? Woe is me if that
be true. The only thought that soothed me were thoughts of Princess
Donna.
I cried when Sara hurt her ankle. I carried My Goddess. I would have
given her my ankle if I could. I would have given her my life if it
would have cured her so that she could play. She was so sad. All of
my beautiful wonderful Lady Dragon Fires cried. Some just boo hooed.
That was the saddest time of my life. Coach Hughes did a great job.
She knew they had played their hearts out. Still they lost. Goddesses
Sara and Kara were Seniors. They would get no second chance. See why
I would have gladly given my life to make it all right for them. They
would have been so happy if they had won. There is little soltice in
knowing you are the best after you were awarded second.
I carried My Goddess to the bus. I stayed on all fours in the isle
so Sara could rest her leg on my back. I would have done that if the
floor of that bus had been molden lava. I was hurting all over by the
time the bus got us back home. Judge Abreu followed the bus home.
Sara and Kara could have rode back with him but when I told her I
would stay on all fours in the isle to provide a rest for her ankle,
she wanted to do that. Sara was so sweet. I knew how demanding she
could be. I loved her for it. If only she would allow me to serve her,
really serve her.
She allowed me to carry her to her room. When she asked me to carry
her to the toilet I was shocked. Just to enter Goddesses Sara's
Toilet, ah, of which dreams are made. I have received so much pleasure
already. I had to give My Goddess every opportunity to enjoy the
pleasures of owning her own human toilet. If Princess Donna liked it
so much, there must be pleasure for a beautiful girl in having and
using one, I reasoned. I went for it. She seemed very reluctent at
first, then gradually she accepted the idea. Maybe because she
could not sit on the commode with out hurting her ankle. I did not
want her ankle to hurt, but if it was that sore, maybe I could get
her accustomed to having a personal toilet to do intimate things
for her. Maybe she would get attached to the idea and want me for
life. Ohhh, dare I dream.
My hands shook, I was really nervous, this was the opportunity of
a life time when she asked me to remove her panties. My hands
touched the warm smooth flesh of her ass. The ass of a goddess.
I would get the pleasure of kissing it many times I prayed. She
did not blindfold me. I tried not to be so obvious but this was
a goddess of the highest order. I loved the black pubic hair. It
even had auburn in it like her hair. Her lips were perfectly
formed. I knew how they taste but I had never seen them before.
I fell so in love. I will never be able to do enough for My
Goddess, never.
Her piss was sooo good. Don't anyone tell me it was piss like
anyone's piss. Not true, this was special. I even thanked her.
She looked at me. I know she liked me a lot, a whole lot. She
got off my shoulder and turned around. I was only inches from
her gorgeous ass. I loved the little brown pucker hole that was
before me. I tilted my head back and opened my mouth. I wanted
My Goddess to be certain what I was more than willing to serve
her intimately. She did. She asked me to form a seat for her ass
with my hands. I instantly had a goddess sitting on my hands.
I had a goddess who was going to use me for her full and complete
toilet. I was in heaven. When she asked me so sweetly to lick her
ass, I entered a new level of heaven.
Instantly I felt the tip of my tongue exploring her rosebud. I
was enjoying the scent and taste of My Goddess very much when I
heard the sound and felt the air come out of that lovely little
hole. The air kinda swooshed all around my tongue right into my
mouth. I quickly inhaled knowing she would not enjoy the smell
of her fart nearly as much as I. That was proved. She wrapped a
large towel around her ass and my face. I knew Sara had had chili
for dinner. I reaped the benefits of it. I held my breath so her
fart would dissipate within my body. While I was holding my breath
she did it again. I exhaled then inhaled again as quickly as I
could but I know I did not get all of it. I felt sorry for
My Goddess if any of that reached her cute little nose!
The moment I had been waiting for arrived. I watched as a large
brown turd poked it's head out of her rosebud. The little hole
stretch so much. It was a wonderment to watch it open, just as a
flower opens. I opened my mouth as wide as I could. I could only
hope it was large enough to receive Goddess Sara's turd.
She waited on me, she was being so sweet and considerate. Is it any
wonder I adore serving her? I heard her say in a very sweet voice.
"Are you ready for more, Joe?"
"Yes, Goddess," I answered.
She gave me more and gave it to me faster. I gulped it down. She
continued to feed me. I am so glad I had had prior experience doing
this. Donna had trained me good. I licked Goddess Sara with long
loving licks then rimmed her good. I took the liberty of kissing
that sweet little hole when I was through licking. She made no
comments about that. she just said.
"Carry me to bed slave, you can take my panties to inhale but
don't you get any shit on them. That stuff stinks. Not everyone
likes the scent the way you do. Something else slave, don't you
dare brush your teeth, wash your mouth or drink anything until
tomorrow. I will sleep with a warm tingling feeling knowing you
are tasting my shit all night long. Tomorrow I will let you
wash down the residue of my shit in a special way. A delish golden
stream will replace the yucky brown stains in your toilet mouth."
As if she had to tell me that. I was going to enjoy the scent and
taste of Goddess Sara's shit all night long. I had dreamed of this
moment since I first saw her.
She was so pleased with me, she laughted. It felt good to know
my Goddess appreciated me and what I done for her. I said.
"Thank you Goddess for allowing me to care for you and serve you
in this manner. I will always try to insure your life is great.
I will serve you in any and all ways you wish. I am completely
yours for life, if you will have me. Thank you Goddess Sara."
Goddess wrinkled her cute little nose and said to me in her
superior voice.
"You stink. Sleep in the bathroom of the guest room tonight.
We will find suitable arrangements for our new toilet slave tomorrow.
Kara and I will love using you as our toilet. I do not think you are
good enough to be the toilet of such beautiful ladies, but, you will
have to do for now. There are a lot of things you will do for us
besides enjoying the fine cusine coming from our bods. If you
are really good, work hard, and serve us well, maybe you will get
cum to swallow. Would you like that shit mouth?"
"Oh yes, Goddess, please I will do anything for your and Goddess
Kara's cum." I answered. I know what she said might sound harsh to
some of you. I knew My Goddess was just showing her appreciation of
me but wanted me to know how superior she was. Like I did not
already know that. Goddesses have that right. Hearing that tone of
voice must be expected by a person who is inferior. I am way down the
food chain compared to Sara Abreu.
She tilted her pretty little head to one side and said in her
hautiest voice, I love her voice. It so depicts the Goddess she is.
"OK, but for now, put these on and go."
She handed me two sets of cuffs and showed me how to fasten them.
She is so sweet. I could not expect one so beautiful, a Goddess
and all, to be half as sweet.
I crawled to the guest bathroom and went to sleep with my mind
on the beautiful Goddess whose shit I could still smell and taste.
