After Hours

By: SuperBeak

PART 1

It was no surprise to Dana when Allison, an unpaid intern, had come to her absolutely begging for a job. As a matter of fact, this was exactly what she was hoping for. Dana, had always had a thing for girls younger than her, especially young blondes like Allison. But she was no normal woman, in fact she was incredibly kinky. Ever since she was younger, she had loved the idea of dominating other women with everything her body had to offer, oftentimes making her lovers smell, taste, and experience everything her body could do or make. This was only exacerbated when she had discovered there was an entire porn industry based off of the same fetishes that she enjoyed so much. With her degenerate ideas only bolstered by these videos and with none of her previous “lovers” being able to handle it, she often found herself wound up, especially so considering her long working days. So despite being a drop-dead gorgeous brunette, one who aged like a fine wine, with a well-endowed body and a mature yet sexy face, finding a lover was difficult, often leaving her after only one or two “sessions.”

But now…

Now she had an opportunity for something more…

Allison.

Allison was the perfect image of the girl Dana had always fantasized about dominating. She was young, blonde, extremely well proportioned, with perfectly innocent looking hazelnut eyes. She also happened to be an unpaid intern, desperate for a job to start paying off her student loans.

“Please, Ms. Lockheart! I really, really… need a job.” She said, her knees buckling beneath her, her hands clasping in front of her face.

Dana looked up, stretching back in her chair.

“Hmm… I don’t know…” She said, giving the poor blonde a soft, pitiful look. “We are pretty full here in the office…”

“Please!” Allison cried out again. “I’ll do anything! I’ll be a janitor, I-I’ll scrub toilets, clean windows, just please!”

Dana fought back her own will to snicker, the higher ups had definitely talked about hiring more employees, and while Allison was a good candidate, Dana had other plans for her.

“Tell you what…” She said, her lips forming an ever so soft smile. “After hours today… you stay behind a little with me and we’ll figure something out. Does that sound good?”

Allison perked up, her head coming up like a deer in the woods. Sure, it wasn’t a “You’re hired” but at this point, just the chance at being employed was like a light at the end of the tunnel or a hand reaching out to her.

“Y-yes! That sounds good!” She exclaimed, her normal, happy and bubbly personality returning.

“Good, meet me here in a few.”

“I-I will!” Allison said, picking herself up, she dusted off her knees, wiping any tears away with her sleeve. Promptly, she left the room, returning to whatever duties she had.

As the working day came to a close, most employees packing up and heading home after a hard day's work, Allison popped into Dana’s office, awaiting what her boss might say. Dana looked up from her computer again, smiling as Allison took a seat in front of her desk.

Saying that Allison was nervous would’ve been an understatement, as she sat, she fidgeted slightly, being ever so obviously uncomfortable, her body language, the sweat running down her forehead, all of it a dead giveaway to how nervous and desperate she was.

“So Allison… tell me a bit about yourself.” She said, scooting up in her chair. “Why do you need a job so badly?”

“Well… I-I umm…I..err…”

“Out with it, Ms. Reed… Is it credit card debt? Rent money? Forgive me for saying this but people don’t typically beg for jobs this badly.”

“S-st-student loans…”

“Oh?” She replied.

Dana felt her lower half tingle a little.

“Y-yeah… I, I really need to get ahead on paying all that off… I’ve been trying to get a part time for a while but… no one's hiring…”

“Ahh… interesting, interesting… but nothing I haven’t heard before…”

“But–!”

“Let me finish…

“S-sorry…”

Dana leaned forward, her eyes hungrily devouring the young blonde’s cute figure, licking her lips a little.

“So… what can you offer the company…? What can you offer…me…?”

“I-I… I will uhh… I will dedicate everything I have when I work!”
“And?”

“And uhh.. I’ll… do my best in everything I can! I’ll take extra duties if you want me to, I’ll uhh.. Be the one to get coffee and stuff, I’ll uhh… uhh…”

“It’s okay… I’m just teasing…” Dana replied, chuckling a little. “Tell you what… I’ve had this audit to take care of for a little while now, a small company, nothing too major but I do need to get it done… if you can get it done tonight, I’ll get you that job… deal?”

“D-Deal!” Allison said, practically snatching the folder off of Dana’s desk.

Sitting down at the nearest desk, she quickly got to work.

Meanwhile, Dana eyed her from afar.

“Mmmph~ I do love me a good girl like her~” She muttered, feeling her rising bodily temperature.

Leaning back in her chair, she couldn’t stop herself if she tried, one of her hands just so happened to run down her chest, fondling her own breast, the other digging into her tight business pants, rubbing up on her panties.

It hadn’t been a particularly hot day, but boy if her hand could speak… it’d have told a tale of an arduous journey, venturing deep into a thick, musky swamp. Despite the weather being rather favorable, the air conditioning in the office was rather conveniently on the fritz, with the sun bearing down on the building, the entire office space felt like an oven, practically baking its employees like fresh cookies. Though, unlike a sweet baked treat, humans got rather… musky, Dana especially, her choice of underwear, her tight business pants, her thick, perfectly plump thighs and cheeks, didn’t leave much room for air to escape, trapping all of her strong, womanly juices inside.

“Ufff~!” She moaned quietly, massaging the soft, moist fabric of her panties into her own womanhood.

It was becoming more and more difficult to keep all of her pent up sexual energy under wraps. Imagining each stroke of her fingers was like Allison’s innocent tongue, lapping away at her swampy, musky womanhood. She could almost picture it, her hand, Allison’s head, nowhere to move, nowhere to go, in perfect position to pleasure her, to please her, to give her orgasms as she demanded.

Curious, as well as eager to bolster her own fantasy, Dana brought her fingers up to her nose, sampling her own flavor of musk.

“Blegh…” She coughed, disgusted at the scent of her own thick musk.
Despite her own displeasure at smelling herself, this was exactly what she wanted. What would get her off wouldn’t just be making Allison lick her, it would be everything that came with it. Her cries, her gags, her retching, the look of disgust on her face as she would be made to lick, no– worship… the foulest parts of her body in their worst possible state.

That’s exactly what she wanted.

That’s what would get her off.

It would all be so perfect… and… if all went according to plan, there would be nothing that Allison could do, she would be stuck, trapped, bound to her, bound to be her slave for as long as she saw fit.

“Ahn~!” She moaned, pulling her hands out of her pants as she felt her body tense up even more. “Whew~ That was close…” She said, panting, wanting to save her climax for when Allison was actually under her.

Once again, she brought her hands up to her face, letting the remnants of her musk permeate the air just around her nose long enough to sample her own musk yet again. To no surprise, she was disgusted yet again, her face wincing away as she grabbed a nearby handkerchief.

“Ehehe~” She giggled, moving the handkerchief around her fingers, letting it absorb all the sweat, musk, and other womanly juices. It wouldn’t be long before she had her… to use her… to enjoy her…

As if on cue, Dana saw Allison through her office window, waltzing happily right up to her door.

-knock- -knock- -knock-

“Umm… Ms. Lockheart? I-I uh…. I finished that audit…” She said, her head meekly peering through the doorway.

“Oh~? Good… come in…” She replied, motioning for her to take a seat.

“H-here…”

Allison shuffled over, her hands shaking as she set the folder down on her boss’ desk. Dana grabbed it, sliding it towards her before opening it. Carefully, she analyzed every page, going over every given statistic. To her surprise, it was fairly well done. All the information she needed to know was organized very neatly, any references were highlighted, etc, etc.

It was perfect.

Though, unfortunately for Allison, Dana had other plans for her.
“No, no, no…” She said, her head shaking in disapproval.

“W-what…?!”

“It’s awful… I can’t use this.” She continued, trying to hide a sly, wicked smile.

“B-but!”

“I’m sorry, Ms. Reed. Maybe you’re just not cut out for this co–”

Allison cut her off.

“W-wait! Please! Even if it’s not as an accountant, I’ll take any position! Anything!” She cried, her hands and knees dropping to the ground, bowing her head in shame.

“Anything~?” Dana asked, her sly, wicked smile starting to escape.

“Y-yes!”

“Well… I do have one idea in mind but… no, no… you probably couldn’t handle that…”

“O-of course I can!” Allison exclaimed, looking up at her boss.

Dana shifted in her seat, feeling her womanhood tingle and her body temperature rising. Her excitement building, knowing that she had Allison right where she wanted her.

Standing up, Dana walked over, squatting down to face her begging intern.

“Are you sure you want this position?” She asked, her grin growing with each word. “There’s no going back if you do…”

“Y-yes! I’ll take it!” She stammered, looking her boss in the eyes, staring with an unwavering determination. “W-what… what position is it?”

Dana said nothing, reaching a hand forward, she grabbed Allison by the tie. Pulling her up by it, she led her to her chair, putting her in front of it. Taking both of Allison’s shoulders into her hands, she pushed her down, forcing the girl to sink into the rich corinthian leather, the nervous girl staring up, her eyes portraying a deep nervousness, unsure as to what might happen next.

To Allison’s surprise, Dana climbed onto her, saddling her lap.

“Mmmph?!”

Before she could speak, Dana’s voluptuous breasts completely engulfed her head, rendering her unable to speak. She could feel her boss’ body, the loud, repeated thumping of her chest as her heart raced, the rising and falling of her chest as she breathed heavily, the warmth of her body as it grinded against her own. Relaxing a little, she did her best to try and process the moment as it was happening. She took note of her particularly plush, soft clothing. The damp, moist feeling of it as it had absorbed the day’s sweat.

Suddenly, she was set free from Dana’s fleshy chest mounds, letting her breath again.

“Ms. Lockhea– Mmffgh!”

As she tried to speak, her boss pulled her into a deep, passionate kiss. Without a second thought, she used her tongue to invade the intern’s mouth, digging into every crevice she could, dancing around and playing along the inside walls. Whether it was out of confusion or just pure shock, Allison did nothing but embrace her boss, hugging on for dear life. Dana meanwhile, moaned softly and breathed heavily, closing her eyes, putting all her effort into making love to her intern’s face.

A long thread of drool forming a bridge between their lips as their faces finally parted ways.

“M-M-Ms. L-Lockheart…?” W-w-what i-is this…?” She asked, timidly.

“Isn’t it obvious?” She said, confidently smiling. “You’re my new assistant…”

“M-me?” Allison stammered.

“Yes~” She replied, her eyes practically staring into Allison's soul, her grin becoming all too sadistic. “But not for my office needs… Oh, no no no~ you’ll be my assistant for MY needs…”

It was then, Dana stood up, letting her pants drop to the ground, pulling off her panties. Allison felt her face heat up as the sudden rush of blood reached it, turning her cheeks a bright shade of pink.

“Ms. Lockheart?!” She said, her hands covering up her face, all too embarrassed to see her boss in such a state.

Dana chuckled, walking back over and saddling her intern once again. Prying both of Allison’s hands away from her face, she leaned in, dragging her tongue along one of Allison’s ears.

“Shhh~ It’s too late~ You’re mine now~”  She whispered, her soft, yet sadistic words creeped into Allison’s mind, wrapping around the wrists of her conscience, binding her will to her boss’ lust.

She was trapped, entangled by a woman who’s will far surpassed the strength of her own.
There was nothing she could do.

Dana slowly brought up the panties she had just been wearing, letting Allison get a good look at them. They were well-worn in, their elastics having become brittle from stretching around Ms. Lockheart’s thighs. Their original color had presumably been a bright, silky white, now… a faded, yellowish off-white, for reasons that Allison would soon come to know personally.

Before Allison could look any further, Dana shoved them onto her face,

“MMMmmfgh!” She groaned, any words she had to say completely muffled by soft, damp fabric.

“Shhh~” Dana whispered again. “Can you smell them~? I’ve been wearing this pair for a while now~”

“Ms. L–” Dana couldn’t even complete a single word, breaking out into a fit of coughs just on her first whiff alone. Her body reacted of its own accord, trying to swing her head in each and every direction to try and get away from the foul smell being forced upon her face. Dana wrapped her hands around her head, holding her still, continuing to force her panties on the poor intern's nose.

“Ah, ah, ah~” She said, smiling. “I won’t let you get away~”

Pushing the panties up away from her mouth, Dana plunged her tongue back into Allison’s mouth. Thoroughly enjoying each and every crevice she could get into and despite smelling her own musk, the feeling of Allison coughing, her soft retching as she inhaled the awful stench, kept her going.


“Mmm~ You like?” Dana said, only breaking their kiss for a second.

For what felt like hours to Allison and only minutes to Dana, they remained tongue twisted. The two of them continuously moaning as lust filled the air, more specifically, Dana’s lust. Allison wasn’t sure, but she could’ve sworn that as the minutes went by… Dana’s body odor became stronger and stronger, not including the panties shoved onto her nose. As she opened her eyes again, she could see why… Dana had stripped off almost all her clothing, barring her button-up shirt and tie. She could see the sweat from today’s workday glistening through the thin fabric and along the exposed bits of Dana’s skin.

Dana pulled away again, this time, leaning back almost completely. Her arms completely outstretched, her hands firmly gripping Allison’s shoulders, the only things stopping her from toppling over backwards.

“Do you like my used panties~?”

“Mmgh…” Allison moaned.

“Is that a no~?”

Not wanting to risk losing her chance at getting paid, Allison reluctantly replied to her boss’ lewd question.

“I-I do! I-I L-love th-them!” She blurted out.

To her dismay, it seemed her shaky, unsure reply wasn’t enough to satisfy her boss. Though the confident smile on her face told everything, even if there wasn’t a solid will behind it, t’was just the answer that her boss wanted to hear.

“Oh~? In that case… why don’t you clean them for me~?”

“C-clean t-them?”

Dana’s hands soon wrapped around her own face, her eyes seemingly glowing as her hunger for lust grew greater and greater. “Why yes~” She moaned, the euphoric tones in her voice unsettling the poor intern. “If you love them, why don’t you sniff them, lick them, suck on them to your heart’s desire~”

“I-I uhh… umm…”

Allison gazed in fear as she held the soft, very soiled panties in front of her face, trembling as she slowly brought them closer and closer to her nose. Despite having just had them forced upon her, smelling them by force and smelling them willingly, maybe even sucking on them, was a completely different animal.

“Well… don’t keep your new boss waiting~”

Mustering some courage, she crumpled them up, a little pain ringing across her face, only then realizing she might’ve brought them up with a little too much energy. Luckily enough, Dana’s facial expression changed, portraying an emotion that seemed expected but surprised at the same time.

“-sniff-!” She inhaled deeply.

Straining, she fought against her own body, resisting both her body’s urge to cough and gag as she took in more of her boss’ heavy musk. She didn’t know what disgusted her more, the fact that she could smell it, or the fact that she could distinguish just by the difference in the musk alone which parts of the panties had been running up against certain parts of her boss’ body.
The parts which had been rubbing up against her womanhood, smelled strongly of ammonia with hints of salt and… metal? The fabric that had been edged between her ass cheeks, smelled strongly of salt, old cheese and… Allison stopped herself there, deciding that her nose was already being assaulted enough, preferring not to think about it any further before she let her mind be tortured too.

“Do they smell good~?” Dana asked, still wearing that same grim, sadistic smile.

“Y-yes…”

“Yes, what?”

Looking up, Allison felt a hole burning deep within her psyche, the source of the flame; her boss’ staring, lust filled, commanding eyes. Allison’s head drooped, desperately trying to avoid eye contact.

“Y-ye–”

“Look at me.” Dana commanded, her gaze only growing stronger. “Yes, what?”

“Y-yes–”

“Don’t stutter.”

“Yes, ma’am!” Allison exclaimed, doing her best to push away her timidness, she found herself unable to control her outburst.

“Did you just…”

Allison felt a cold sweat run down her spine, quickly realizing what she had just done.

“N-no! I-I didn’t m-mean to yell! I-I j-j-just–”

“Shut up.”

“Y-yes, ma’am….” Allison said, meekly. Sinking back down into the chair, she put the panties back up to her nose.

Suddenly, she felt Dana grab her chin.

“I can’t be letting you have little outbursts like that… Can I~?” She said, leaning in and whispering into Allison’s ear again. “So…since you love them so much…”

“Lick them.”

“W-wha–”

“I didn’t say speak, I said lick.”

Allison hesitantly opened her mouth, allowing her tongue to slip out, dangling the pair of panties only inches away from her face.

“No.” Dana said, stopping her. Grabbing the panties herself, she stretched them out, bringing out the entire inside of them out to bear. “If you’re going to lick them, lick them properly.”

Allison winced, seeing the inside of the panties stretched out in front of her. There was an obvious yellowing to them, a sign that they had been worn for quite some time with too few visits to the washer. In fact, the musk and smell was so powerful, Allison could’ve sworn that she could physically see it. Finally, closing her eyes, she thrust her head forward, plunging her face straight in. Smelling them up close had been bad enough, but it felt like nothing compared to tasting them.

“HRK!” She gagged, trying to fight back the urge to throw up.

It wasn’t just the taste alone that had triggered such a bodily reaction, it was a combination of everything. The taste, the smell… and most of all…

The texture.

The texture of the fabric was nothing like she had ever experienced, nothing like anything she’d ever touched, seen, smelled and let alone had in her mouth. It was both slimy and crunchy, sticky but slippery, smooth yet crusty,, it was unbelievable.

“How did they get so bad?” Allison thought to herself, continuing to struggle as she dragged her tongue over and over again.

“GLRK!”

“Ohhh~ Poor girl~ Are they too dirty for you~?” Dana taunted.

Allison nodded, hoping that her boss would show her the smallest shred of mercy, but it was no use.

“Here~” Dana whispered.

“Mm-WHaAaa?!?”

Dana grabbed Allison’s face with one hand, squeezing it with a surprising strength, catching Allison completely off guard. Slowly, Allison watched as Dana brought the panties she’d just forced her to taste and smell up to her own nose, giving them a little sniff herself. Her facial expression was just as expected, she cringed away from them, shaking her head to regain her bearings afterwards.

“Whew~ I definitely see why you say they’re too dirty…”

Allison felt a quiver down her spine as Dana turned to face her, her sadistic smile doing nothing to ease Allison’s gut feeling.

“It’s a good thing I have my little washing machine~ Say ahhh~”

“Wah?! Wai~!? Ahh! Uwaahhh!” She tried to plead, much to Dana’s delight.

“Good girl~” Dana replied, her eyes still glowing with that same sadistic, lustful glow.

Unable to resist, Allison only watched as, like force feeding a prisoner, the disgusting piece of fabric was brought closer and closer to her mouth.

“GLRK! HRK!” Allison gagged, as the panties rubbed on every taste bud, the crud melting off and dissolving into her saliva, pooling in the deepest crevices of her mouth.

“There you go~” Dana smiled, holding a hand over Allison’s mouth, forcing it to stay shut against her will.

“HRK! BLK!”

“Go on~ Suck on them~”

Allison closed her eyes tightly, trying to fight her urge to throw up as she painfully swished the panties around in her mouth. Feeling the fabric move from side to side, colliding with the walls inside her mouth, her gums aching and shivering.

“Good~”

Despite her following Dana’s commands, she still hadn’t let go of her face. It didn’t take long for Allison to realize just what Dana wanted. She wanted her to… swallow, maybe not the panties themselves, but she wanted her to swallow the gunk that she had just sucked off of them. Allison shivered as the idea played out in her mind, without much resistance, she swallowed. Instantly breaking out into a series of retches and gags, her body rejecting the tainted saliva with whatever energy it could muster, trying to hack it back up, unfortunately her mouth was held so tightly shut, trying was of no use. With her body itself even caving to the will of her boss’ lust, she finally managed to settle down.

“You swallowed?”

Allison shook her head, trying to show her boss that she had obeyed.

“Good… Did you like it~?”

“Mhm! Mhm!” Allison replied, still unable to open her mouth.

“Hmm~ I don’t believe you…” Dana said, seeing Allison’s pained expression. “How about you do it again~?”

Allison started to lick around in her mouth once more, swishing the panties back and forth… she was about to swallow when Dana stopped her.

“Oh to hell with it… I can’t take it anymore…”

As Dana finally set her face free from her grasp, Allison immediately opened her mouth and bent over to the side, the panties making a disgusting squelching sound as they slid out and plopped onto the office floor. Though unfortunately for her, Dana wouldn’t allow her to recover.

As Allison was still recovering, spitting and trying to breath as much somewhat fresh air as she could, she felt something wrapping around her neck, followed by a peculiar metallic clink. Looking down and grabbing at it, it seemed oddly familiar…

“A… a collar?!” She thought, quivering as she felt the uncomfortable, cold metal latching mechanism.

Soon enough, Dana tugged at the collar, climbing off of her lap. At this point, she didn’t know what to do, should she stand up? Should she get down on all fours? What else did her boss have planned for her?

Feeling the tug once more, she just went with her gut, dropping to all fours in front of her boss.

“Ooh~ Submitting to me already~? Guess you wanted this more than I thought~”

Now the positions were… somewhat switched… Dana was now on the chair with Allison on all fours, like an obedient puppy waiting for her next command.

“Hehe~” She chuckled, pulling on the leash a little. “Now, Allison…now that I’ve seen how you worship my panties… I want to see how you worship… well… me.”

Spreading her legs, Allison nearly choked. If Dana’s musk had seemed bad from her used panties, they were nothing compared to what they had been covering. In the land down under, Dana was rather… unkempt. Quite obviously from the lack of a shower, her womanhood, as if it were an old onion stew, left to simmer even as it rotted, smelled of a thick, disgusting sweat.

“Ooh~” Dana replied, drinking in the look on Allison’s face. “Sorry honey~ I didn’t get to wash up much… I hope you can help me with that~”

Having been given what she thought was her cue to begin, Allison hesitantly brought her head in between Dana’s thighs, sinking deeper and deeper into what felt like a damp, musky swamp.
She hadn’t even brought her tongue out yet before coughing, feeling a sudden gust of warm air rush over her face.

“Oops~ Excuse me~” Dana said, in an unconvincingly apologetic tone.

Allison said nothing, only groaning as she finally brought her face into contact with Dana’s lower lips. Her entire body convulsed, feeling the greasy hairs rubbing up against her face, her mind screaming at her to pull back.  But she persevered, dragging her tongue from bottom to top, top to bottom.

“GRK!” She gagged, immediately going into a fit of coughing afterwards.

Dana chuckled, gazing down upon the poor, gagging girl in between her thighs. Reaching a hand down, she ran a hand over Allison’s head, letting her fingers run through her hair. She had to show some kind of affection, right? Though head pats were about as much as she was willing to give, preferring to see the girl’s suffering… rather than pleasure. That hand of compassion then returned to its original, lustful form, grabbing Allison by the head and shoving her in even deeper.

“Mmph?!”

“Lick like you mean it.” Dana commanded, refusing to let go of Allison’s hair.

Allison dug her tongue in, despite her body’s best efforts to get her to stop, she fought through the awful taste and smell. Getting her tongue to lap around the outside, then occasionally focus on the inner lips. In fact, now that she had begun swallowing some of the gunky, slimy sweat, some of the musk permeating the air had begun to dissipate, due to their origins being… eaten by her. Although the thought of that definitely didn’t bring her any comfort, the slowly disappearing musk would definitely make things easier.

“PFLRT!”

Hearing this and feeling yet another warm gush of air around her face, it appears Allison had hoped just a little too soon. As now, rather than just having to deal with unwashed bodily musk, she now had to deal with the byproducts of Dana’s digestive system, as it expelled a gas she could only describe as “toxic.”

“PFRRRT!”

That latest fart had been particularly rancid, with speckles getting into her nose and mouth, they burned. It would appear that Ms. Lockheart had enjoyed a rather… spicy lunch, the aftermath of which, Allison really wished she didn’t have to experience up close and personal. Though at the moment, it seemed like she didn’t have much of a choice. With Dana’s iron grip on her head holding her perfectly in place, all she could do was wince and wriggle her body in agony, much to the pleasure of her boss, who was definitely getting wetter and wetter, Allison could taste it.

“That’s a good slut~” She moaned, moving her hips along to the rhythm of Allison’s tongue, practically riding it at this point.

“Oh~!” She moaned, enjoying the feeling of a warm, wet tongue, belonging to a young girl lapping away at her womanhood. She was almost ready to cum just from the thought alone, especially knowing that Allison could no longer get away. She had cameras recording her office at all times, so even if Allison decided that she didn’t want to do this anymore, she wouldn’t be able to get away, lest she wanted to let everyone on earth know just how desperate she was for a job, and the extreme extents she would go to get one.

“Ahn~!” She moaned again. “W-wait…” She said, before suddenly letting go of Allison’s head and standing up.

While Allison was hoping for a breath of fresh air and a break from the constant assault on her taste buds, Dana’s suddenness didn’t give her any cues to relax. Instead, she began worrying if she’d done something wrong or if her boss had been dissatisfied in any way. Looking up in fear, any doubts she had were soon replaced… though not with reassurance. Her doubts would be replaced by the purest form of dread, as Dana motioned for her to lay her head down on the chair.

As the back of her head finally met the plush, corinthian leather of the chair’s cushion, Dana practically straddled her face, giving her an even more clear view of her unkempt womanhood, but also, one more thing stood out to her.

Her asshole.

Though she averted her eyes from that rather quickly, hoping and praying that she wouldn’t have to be tonguing that anytime soon.

“I hope you’re ready~”

Before Allison could take a deep enough breath, Dana lowered her womanhood right onto her face, beginning to bounce and grind her hips.

“Ooh~!” Dana moaned again. “Your face feels pretty good, slut~”

Allison only gagged quietly as Dana’s musk was practically scrubbed into both her nose and mouth.

“GLRG!” She gagged, feeling a good amount of slime being forced onto her tongue, running down and pooling into her mouth. She retched, her taste buds very much not enjoying another helping of the womanhood juice and musk concoction, but unlike before, now she found herself struggling to swallow. Dana’s constant humping, her own lack of breath, more and more sweat and womanly fluids pouring in, all led to it starting to just pool up and drip down the side of her face as it filled her mouth.

This would go on for twenty straight minutes, Allison gagging and retching as the fluid overflowed, Dana doing absolutely nothing to ease any of the suffering she was putting her new employee through, caring only about getting off… And get off she did, cumming over and over again as she rode Allison’s face, finally letting out all of the pent up aggression, all the stress, the horniness, flushing it all out on her employee… or as she would say, her new slave.

Much to Allison’s relief, after the third or fourth time cumming, Dana finally rose up off of her face. Though she herself wouldn’t move, just enjoying the feeling of being able to breathe again without it being completely overflooded with the orgasmic discharge of another woman. Though, she would soon wish it would be again, especially with Dana’s plans.

“I hope you didn’t think we were done~” Dana said, turning around, bringing her ass to bear.

“H-huwaa..?” Allison asked, still completely dazed. Though she would snap out of it rather quickly, seeing what was mere inches away from her face. Though she had averted her eyes from it earlier, it was clear that there was no avoiding it now.

Dana’s dirty, unwashed, hairy, unkempt asshole.

The sweaty, grimy smell, even from a few inches away made her gag, throwing up a little in her mouth.

“Oh God… she doesn’t want me to–” Unfortunately her thought would be answered before she could even finish it.

“Oh Allison~ Ever eaten an ass before~?” Dana said, using her hands to part her massive ass cheeks, giving Allison a very clear view of what she was about to partake of. “No~? Then allow me to be the first~”

Allison could only open her mouth and whimper, seeing Dana’s asshole slowly get closer and closer, before being seated almost perfectly in her mouth. If she thought her womanhood smelled bad, that had been but a candy filled dream compared to what she was both smelling and tasting now. The greasy, unwashed hairs now rubbed up against her face, into her nose, and some even going so far as to rub up against the inside walls of her mouth. It was an entirely new experience of agony, as she thrashed around wildly, her body protesting everything that was happening.

“PFLRT!”

Letting out a small fart, Dana enjoyed the feeling of Allison’s warm breathing in between her cheeks, and the feeling of her lower hairs being cleaned by her warm, wet saliva. It sent tingles up her spine. Now only one thing was missing…

“I thought I already told you~ Start licking~”

Allison refused, still wildly bucking and kicking to try and escape her musky prison.

“No~ Well… I didn’t want to have to use this but…”

“BZZT!”

Allison’s body jolted as she felt a shock run through her neck.

“MmPH?!” Her muffled scream only served to pleasure Dana more, as the vibrations of her screaming tickled her butthole. It had become clear now, just exactly why Dana had put the collar on her. It was no ordinary collar, it was a shock collar, used in the training of dogs.

“Now… Allison… do what I told you…”

Allison still refused, though her bucking and kicking had quelled quite a bit.

“BZRT!”

“MMPH?!”

“Allison… I’m not going to tell you again…”
Not wanting to get shocked again, Allison finally complied with Dana's command. Deciding that she’d rather taste Dana’s asshole than be shocked over and over again. Extending her tongue until it made contact with the very center of her pucker, she braced, knowing that this would be what she was going to taste for the next… who knows how long.

“Ooh~! There you go~” Dana moaned. “That’s a good piggy~”

Allison curled her toes, clenching her hands, physically bracing for every single drag of the tongue. Her gags and retches faded slowly, becoming no more than pathetic whimpers as everytime she stopped to gag, she was shocked again.

“BFFRRRPTPTPT!”

Another, particularly loud fart, erupted into Allison’s mouth, inflating her cheeks and even pushing her tongue away. The warm, bitter air having nowhere to go but down her throat.

“Hey, even with my farts… don’t stop licking.”

“BZT!”

Allison’s body stiffened up again, the short shock was definitely a threat. This time, Allison started to lick circles around Dana’s asshole. Her mind screamed at her to pull away but forced itself to continue for fear of another shock, as she could feel her tongue pick up various bits of bodily grime, speckles of toilet paper, and more.

“PFRT!”

“BRAAAPT!”

“PFFFFRRRAAAAPT!”

For over an hour, Dana let fart after fart erupt into the poor girl’s mouth. Unremorsefully shocking her if she didn’t keep licking, despite the horridity of her gas.
Which had worked to great affect, Allison was becoming more and more conditioned. Though she hadn’t been completely desensitized, still flinching in disgust with every eruption, she now kept her tongue in place. Though more worryingly, each fart had gotten longer and louder, as well as wetter and wetter.

“PFFFFRRRRSHRRT!”

Allison only whimpered in dismay, knowing that despite all her work for the past hour cleaning her new boss’ asshole, it’d have all been for nothing. As more and more wet speckles began to coat her mouth and Dana’s butthole all over again. She fought through, continuing to lick up the remainder of each shart.

“Aww~ Good little piggy~” Dana said, feeling Allison licking up the swampy remains of her wettest butt bubbles, even without her telling her too. Though a realization did dawn on her, these were definitely pre-poop farts. She could feel the disgusting brown snake edging its way down through her intestines. It was a shame really, she didn’t want her fun with Allison to be done just yet… Unless… the most evil idea popped into her mind.

“PPRRRPTPTPTPT!”

Letting out one last shart, feeling Allison’s struggling starting to subside, she decided she was going to put her plan into action.

“Allison~” She called out. “Give me your hands~”

Confused by the odd request, Allison raised her arms. Despite her suspicions, she had a morbid curiosity of what Dana might have had planned. Dana quickly grabbed her arms pulling Allison upward, deeper and deeper into her ass.

“Mph?!” She exclaimed, now finding her mouth now completely wedged open by Dana’s asshole. She was wedged in so tightly, she could have sworn that there was an airtight seal.

“I hope you don’t mind me getting a little more comfortable.”

This time, Allison could feel Dana grunt. Carefully, she braced, though nothing could’ve prepared her for what was to come. What she had expected was to hear Dana grunt, her hole start to pucker up, and then another loud gust of wind. This time, she heard the grunt, she felt the hole in her mouth start to pucker, but to her surprise, there was no gust of wind. Rather, she heard something…

“What’s that sound…?” She thought. It was distinct, she’d heard it somewhere before, from her own body no less… she just couldn’t put her finger on it. The sound of bodily, organic movement.

“Wait…” She soon realized. “That crackling… that sound her guts are making…”

As the realization dawned on her, both the smell and taste hit her, sending her into a completely incomprehensible fit of struggling. Wildly, she kicked and screamed, though her screams would soon be reduced to nothing but inhuman gargling as Dana relieved herself of the day’s lunch directly into Allison’s mouth.

“Mph! -Gurgle-!”

As about five inches were expelled from Dana’s bowels and down Allison’s throat, Dana stopped pushing, letting the turd sit there for a moment.
“Hey… stop struggling…I won’t start pushing again until you stop.” Dana said, bouncing up and down on Allison’s face, practically forcing her to deepthroat the disgusting brown turd. “Is that what you want? To keep deepthroating my shit?”

Upon hearing this, Allison fought her body, not sitting perfectly still but no longer struggling, more of an uncomfortable wriggle. Though she was able to fight the coughing and retching from the farts, she wasn’t able to do anything about it now. The taste was so overwhelmingly bitter with a spice burning so badly she couldn’t tell if her eyes were watering because of it or the horrid flavor.

“GRK! HRG! -gurgle-!”

“Finally settled? Good…”

Grunting, Dana continued letting loose her enormous gut-snake. Slowly, it continued slithering down Allison’s throat. Allison’s body only shivered, feeling the various different textures run down her throat. At first, the turd was slimy, almost coated in thick, swamp-like goo… but as it progressed… inching its way deeper and deeper, it got harder…as well as thickening and thickening, stretching both Dana’s asshole and her own jaw.

Dana only grunted, straining as she pushed, the thick log still struggling to make it through, despite her best efforts.

“F-fuck… this is a big one…”

“MPH!? MMPH!?” Allison tried to scream, as the little oxygen that she managed to scrounge up was heavily tainted by the smell of pure, spicy feces.

“Almost done, honey~” Dana said, grunting again.

While Allison was suffering, Dana couldn’t have felt more alive. She had always wanted to do this with someone. To subject someone to this level of suffering. To force them to sustain themselves on her air, her liquids, her… “sustenance.” And now she had the perfect girl…

Feeling her bowels deflate, feeling Allison’s gagging and gurgling, the way her mouth pulsed as it was forced to take in a massive, no.. her massive log… it was all too euphoric. She was already about to cum and she hadn’t even begun touching herself yet.

“Mmph~ Almost there~” She moaned, feeling her sphincter close back up again as the last of the monstrous shit finally left her body. “There you go~”

Standing up, Dana turned around, admiring her handiwork.

Allison was left a completely convulsing mess, her arms and legs both limp other than the occasional gurgling and wriggling. Desperately, she took in air with her nose as much as she could, breathing what little air could travel through her windpipe with Dana’s massive log in the way. Dana only chuckled, kneeling down about a foot away from her new toilet.

“So… enjoying your new job so far…?” She asked, smugly.

Allison only continued gurgling, the only thing going through her mind was the horrid flavor, smell, and the trauma of being forced to consume something no human should’ve ever consumed.

“Here… let me help…”

Dana pinched Allison’s nose, now completely blocking the only way she could breath.

“Mph?!”

“Swallow it.”

Knowing it was the only way she would be able to breathe again and really not wanting to continue tasting “it.” Allison began to use her throat to choke down the large turd completely, slowly flexing her throat muscles to try and massage it down. Every second felt like hours upon hours of absolute agony, the massive shit traversing down her gullet like a thick, black worm. Finally finishing her “meal,” Dana let go of Allison’s nose. Coughing and wheezing, her head slid from the office chair, lying face up on the ground.

After she had regained some kind of mental capacity, still processing everything she had just gone through. There was only one thing she wanted to do.

Cry.

What could she do now? If anyone found out about this…

It’d all be over for her.

This was to be her new life from now on, reduced to nothing but her boss’ personal toilet… well… hopefully personal.

Dana stood up, standing over her.

“What do you say to me… now that I’ve fed you…”

“Th–thank… y-you…” Allison just barely managed to squeak out.

“Thank you, what?”

“Th-Thank y-you…m-ma’am…”

“No… It’s “Thank you, Mistress” from now on… got it?”

“Y-yes… Mistress…”

PART 2

Dana sighed heavily, head bobbing slightly, listening to various businessmen and women yap on and on about things she didn’t care about. Honestly, she had been nodding off since the start. This meeting was one of many, rarely did she feel like they were productive. Always some new promotional material or some new image changes that needed approval. Stuff that, as always, could’ve just been an email. There was only one thing keeping her awake, the subtle licks and whimpers from a girl hidden beneath her, in a locked compartment underneath a pretty large, lazy man chair. This girl was, of course, Allison, Dana’s new assistant. Who had spent the last few hours licking Dana’s hole clean.

Ever since Allison had accepted the “job offer” she was subjected to this on a daily basis. Her workday was entirely based on this activity. From huffing Dana’s horrid post-lunch farts to licking her asshole right after she’d taken a shit… in her mouth. But today was a little different, usually she was allowed to cough and gag as much as she wanted. But much to her dismay, she was now hidden under her boss and told to keep quiet, as they were in the middle of a meeting. All she could do was sit there with her tongue “soaking” as far up Dana’s shitter as it could go, silencing any eruptions hidden within. Luckily for her, Dana hadn’t farted much yet… though her luck, as usual, would soon change.

“PSSSSSSRRRT!”

This one was especially heinous, practically a pre-shit shart, sending bits of liquid and a few solid chunks right into the poor girl’s mouth. Try as she might, fighting her body with all her might, there was nothing she could do. The body as is, especially hers despite the “practice,” still couldn’t handle the ingestion of any human fecal matter.

“Hlg!” She gagged quietly.

Though unfortunately not quietly enough, as Dana coughed loudly, scratching her throat.

“Sorry gents… throat’s a little dry I guess…” She said, as everyone stared at her for a brief moment before continuing whatever topic brought this meeting forward in the first place.

After at least another hour of yawn-inducing meeting talk, the rest of the employees left the room. Leaving Allison at the absolute mercy of the fuming woman sitting above her.

“How fucking dare you…” Dana sneered, slamming her butt down angrily. “Do you know how fucking embarrassing that was?”

Allison quaked, beads of sweat forming on her squished forehead. Fruitlessly, she licked at Dana’s hole, hoping that it would appease her.

“Oh, now you want to try and lick it up?” Dana bounced even harder. “No… you know what…? I was going to take it easy on you today… but now you’ve pissed me off…”

Without warning, Dana grunted, completely choking the poor girl on a massive, rock solid log. Like thunder, it struck quickly, barreling down her throat in seconds but unlike lightning, it wasn’t over in a mere flash. Instead, it lay still, taking up almost all of the space in Allison’s gullet.

“HLG!”

“GLK!”

Allison gagged and gagged, as a good chunk kept her mouth forced wide open. Though, unlike usual, Dana wasn’t pushing anymore, nor was she attempting to pinch it off. Instead, letting it remain, so much so that Allison was completely deepthroating the monster of a log.

“You’re going to choke on my shit, until I’m satisfied you’ve learned your lesson. Got it?”

“KRG!”

“Good… just what I wanted to hear…”

As nearly half an hour came to pass, Allison’s entire existence revolved around choking on a fat, rock hard turd. It had sat in her throat for so long that her saliva had started to melt a good chunk of it, which should have made it easier to breathe but unfortunately, Dana had other plans. Every single time she felt Allison’s choking start to slow, she pushed out a little bit more. Not quite enough to let the entire thing out but just enough to fill the girl’s mouth completely with fresh new “material.”

Allison in the meantime, could only whimper and cry. The intense smell and flavor penetrated deep within her sinuses. Whether by choice or by trauma, this was certainly going to be one to remember. Everything in her body rejected it, everything in her body rejected this scenario. By the Gods, she wished she had never gotten into so much debt.

All the while, Dana kept her head to the desk and fingered herself. The not-so-subtle gagging and choking being all too horniness inducing for her not to. But, rather unfortunately for both women in this scenario, Dana’s body just couldn’t seem to get fully into it. Maybe it was the anger, maybe it was the location, or maybe she had been getting off just a little too much lately and her body decided it was time for a rest. The mind was always willing, but her flesh? Maybe not so much. Despite her best efforts, even going so far as to try and use her own turd like a dildo and bounce up and down on the poor girl’s face a little, her movements were very restrained, lest she wanted the entire office center to catch her in her devious act.
She wanted to go harder, masturbate wildly as she shit down the girl’s throat. But alas, they were still in working hours and the office remained populated. Worse still, the office was still, not a single paper rustling, nor a phone ringing, every office worker somehow the epitome of living statue performers.

At least that’s what it seemed like.

In reality, business carried on as usual. But business was still business, and Dana was definitely in the wrong place and time to be able to fit any pleasure into the mix.

“Ugh… no use…” She muttered, cutting her time short.

Rather unceremoniously, she simply pushed once, practically thrusting out the rest of the ten inch long log at mach speed into Allison’s already abused throat.

“GLG!”

“You’d better finish that by the time I come to let you out of here.”

Standing up, Dana exited the room, locking the door behind her and leaving Allison there to carry out the rest of her “punishment.” Even more unfortunate, the entirety of the turd hadn’t yet made it down Allison’s throat as a few inches still remained outside of it. If she wanted to avoid any further punishment, she’d have to work her own throat in order to get the big, not-meat loaf to slide down and into her stomach. Working up as much courage as she possibly could, she began the slow, excruciatingly disgusting process. Over and over, she did her best to suck the monster down into her deeper and deeper.

After at least another half hour, she managed to get the very end of it into her mouth. Her jaw ached, her tongue screamed, but finally, she was at least able to close her lips. This finally let her swallow properly, giving her now quite sore throat the little bit of aid in suction that it needed to finish off her horrid meal.

Just in time too, as Dana came in to unlock her.

“Clean yourself up, the work day’s over… Don’t make me punish you like that again, got it?”

Nodding, Allison meekly got up, drudging over to the office bathroom. This was becoming quite a regular stop for her after hours, she more often than not, found herself hunched over one of the toilets, her body ravenously expelling all of the chunks of waste, butt juice, and remnants of “food” that she had been made to ingest throughout the day. It was definitely a rough life, but as much as she hated it, she couldn’t say no to the check. Dana had kept her word, the pay was very, very handsome, despite the high price her body had to pay over and over again everyday. She was able to pay every single one of her bills on time and even started building up some savings. Hell, she could live off of normal food now, rather than the ramen diet she was living off in the not so distant past.

But, as things always tended to go for Allison, this homeostasis of financial stability was never going to last. Standing up from the toilet and thoroughly rinsing her mouth out with the pocket mouthwash she had to buy copious amounts of, she felt something vibrating in her pockets to the beat of her favorite song. Reaching into her pocket, she was a little taken back by what she saw.

“Huh… why are my parents calling?” She thought, opening up the screen.

“Hi mom…” She answered, leaning on the bathroom’s counter.

“Hi honey! How are you?” Her mom called out, her voice lively but Allison could tell something wasn’t right.

“I’m uhh… I’m doing good…”

“I heard you got a job!”

“Y-yeah… a… job…”

“Look at my baby girl… all grown up, doing grown up things! How is it? What do you do?”

Allison’s cheeks burned brightly, not wanting to explain to her mother how she’s basically a cutthroat corporate woman’s plaything.

“I umm… I’m a… CEO’s assistant… and it’s umm… rough sometimes… but uhh… it’s not too bad.”

“Oh goodie! Gotta build that network!”

“Y-yeah…right.”

Her mom’s tone shifted a little, her voice sounding somewhat unsure of the future.

“So… I just wanted to say… thank you… for sending us money… it’s really been helping.”

“Oh! Umm… don’t worry about it, Mom…” Allison said, smiling a little.

“I umm… I…”

Despite her mom’s gratitude, something felt off… something… financial.

“What’s up, Mom? Something wrong?”

“Your dad… well… he crashed his car again…”
Allison gripped her phone, worried about the news.

“Are you serious!?” She exclaimed. “Is he okay?!”

“Yeah… yeah, it wasn’t a bad accident… just a little fender bender is all…”

“Okay… that’s good…” Allison took a deep breath, feeling the tears welling up as she was blindsided by the news, thankful that it wasn’t as serious as her mind had raced to assume.

“I… I hate to ask but… is there any way… you could help us out a little more?”

“A little more…? What do you mean…?”

“Well…” Her mom trailed off, rustling around in a stack of papers. “Ah… here it is.”

As her mom fumbled around with the paper and her phone, just barely managing to get it to focus, Allison nearly had a heart attack.

“How much?!” She exclaimed again, eyes ready to pop out of their sockets.

“Yeah… I told your dad! I told him! Insurance is a necessary expense… but you know how he is, especially at this age… too stubborn to believe anything I’d say…” Her mom sighed, shaking her head. “If… if you can’t help… that’s okay, we’ll figure it out…”

“No, no… I can help…”

“Y-you can…?”

“Of course… of course I’ll help you guys…”

“Thanks honey… I promise, this is the last time, okay?”

Allison rolled her eyes jokingly, smiling at her mom.


“Of course, of course…”

Hanging up, Allison promptly walked out of the bathroom.

“Well, well, well~”

“Ack!” Allison jumped back, having not expected anyone to still be in the office. “O-oh… h-hi boss… you scared me…”

Dana smiled, patting the young girl on the head.

“Sorry~ I just couldn’t help but overhear you yelling in the bathroom… I thought I’d come take a look…” Dana asked, genuinely concerned.

“O-oh… ummm… it’s nothing… really.”

“Are you sure…?”

“Yeah…”

“Are you sure? I could have sworn you were talking about something… financial. Are you so far into debt that even your pay can’t cover it?”

“N-no! It’s umm… just family is all…”

“I see… well… go home, get some rest… I’ll see you tomorrow.”

Allison nodded, before walking off. Headed home, she could only shake her head in disbelief, wondering what she would do to make even more money. A few thoughts hovered in her head, though none of the options seemed very promising. Asking for a promotion was out of the question, seeing as she wasn’t really an employee at the office but more of a… plaything for their cutthroat corporate ceo who had way too much money to spend. Getting a loan was also out of the question, with her credit currently being down. Despite the fact that she was now making all of her payments and then some, the damage had been done and it was going to take quite some time to rekindle her credit score into anything reputable. She had nothing of any real value to sell, so no chance she’d be able to make any money there.

Maybe… just maybe…

Maybe asking Dana for a “promotion” wasn’t such a bad idea after all.

The next day, Allison went to the office a little early as usual to get set up for Dana’s arrival. Her duties weren’t just being a plaything, she was technically Dana’s assistant after all. She was in charge of opening the office and unlocking all the doors, sometimes sent out to get coffee, donuts, etc for an upcoming meeting, but more often than not just ended up being sat on by Dana all day. But as she approached the front door, something was off.

“Huh… weird…” She thought to herself. “Only Dana and the janitors have extra keys…”

Already unlocked, Allison walked inside hesitantly. The janitors usually worked fairly late at night and would never leave the office unlocked. Curious and concerned, she wandered around a little, making sure that nothing in the office was out of place or damaged. Though this didn’t take long, the office appeared as well organized as normal, not even a scrap of paper on the floor.
Shrugging it off, she walked into Dana’s office, only to see Dana already sitting there.
“I’m sorry, Mrs. Lockheart.” She said, setting her bag down. “I-I found the d-door unlocked so… I l-looked around… I know you want me to be ready to be sa–”

Before she could finish, Dana smiled and cut her off.

“Don’t worry, Allison… I just got here early… no need for an apology.”

“O-oh… oh okay…”

Allison then moved closer to Dana, waiting for Dana to stand up so she could take her rightful place beneath her all too familiar, smelly ass. But to her surprise, Dana stopped her.

“No, no… take a seat. A proper seat.” She said, motioning towards the chair opposite from her.

“O-oh… umm… is something wrong? Did I do something…?”

“Just take a seat…”

Obeying her boss, Allison sat down, feeling beads of sweat start to form already.

“Relax, sweetheart… It’s just a performance review, I know you aren’t a ‘normal’ employee per say, but I have to do one quarterly… I’m sure you know how it is.”

“Y-yeah…”

Allison fidgeted nervously the entire time, despite the typical survey questions and other standard corporate operating procedures, she knew that she wanted to say something and could feel that Dana had something to say as well. Of course it wasn’t going to be a normal performance review, her situation was anything but. After getting through all the eye-rolling questions, Dana seemed to address the elephant in the room first.

“So… I overheard quite a bit of your conversation yesterday…”

“Y-you did…?”

“Yes… I did, and… I’d like to offer my hand in support…”

“Y-you would!” Allison jumped up. “Thank you, thank you, thank you–”

“Wait, wait, wait… sweetheart, I don’t think you’re understanding what I mean.”

“H-huh…?”

“I’m offering… my hand…”
“Y-your h-hand…?”

Allison practically panicked, her mind rushing to conclusions far out of place for a workplace environment. Offering one’s hand usually meant one thing…

Marriage.

Surely this wasn’t what she meant, right?

She wasn’t her lover, she wasn’t even her friend with benefits… she was her plaything! A… a toy! Something to be used… There was no way her boss had feelings for her.

“Yes, sweetheart… I’m offering for you to marry me… in exchange, I’ll clear you and your family’s debt…You’ll even keep your normal pay… sound good?”

Allison’s face burnt bright red.

“Y-y-you w-want me…?” She asked, pointing at herself. “W-w-why m-me…?”

“Well… put it simply… you’re the only assistant I’ve had to have lasted this long…I’m impressed…”

Allison blushed brighter, despite her repulsion to her everyday activities, for one reason or another she couldn’t help but feel… flustered? At the praise for it.

“B-b-but… but you… I’m forced to do this stuff…?”

Dana grinned smugly. “Darling… I think we both know you aren’t…”

“B-b-but I-I-I am!”

“No, you’re not~”

“H-how a-am I n-not…?”

Dana shook her head. “Oh you lovable, innocent little airhead… you could have left this job at any time~ Yet you stay… even after paying off most of your personal loans~”

“You… choose… to be here~” She teased, booping Allison’s nose.

“Was she right…?” Allison thought, her eyes going wide at this sudden realization.

In only a year’s time, she had indeed paid off most of her personal loans and credit cards. Some of that pay even makes its way into giving her student loans a sizable dent, so sizable in fact that if she chose to leave and get paid less elsewhere… she’d still be in the green. So… why had she stayed for so long? Every single day she was used, every single day she was subjected to such taboo kinks that even most people on hardcore porn forums would cringe, yet she stayed. Was Dana right? Did she really enjoy it? How corrupt had she become? How much more corrupt could she get?

Shaking her head, she shook herself straight, not wanting to let Dana’s words get too far inside her head.

“N-no… No way….” She thought. “There’s no way that I could enjoy this… not this kind of treatment…”

She reassured herself. There was no possible way that she stayed for any more than the check. How could she enjoy it? Having to lick and worship the dirty, disgusting rear end of a very powerful woman… It didn’t even sound good to her. Licking up that disgusting filth only to vomit it all out at the end of the day. That would never be something she would enjoy!

But even still… Dana’s words still lingered, despite her own mind’s protests.

“I… I don’t know what to say… I… I guess I’ll need to… think about it?”

Dana smiled confidently, she knew deep down that what she was offering to the young girl was too good to pass up. Either way, the young girl was hers.

“Sure, darling… take your time…”

That Friday…

“You may now kiss the bride.”

Upon hearing this, Dana couldn’t help but immediately pull the younger Allison into a fat, sloppy kiss. Hungrily, she practically shoved her tongue deep into the girl’s throat, letting their saliva mix in a lustful kiss that was a little too much for the judge. He himself, looking away as it appears the women were about to get very intimate. But alas, the courthouse wasn’t the place for such activities… and Dana allowed Allison to pull away from the kiss, laughing as the kiss was going to be the least intimate thing she had planned… now that they were married.

Allison however, could only blush profusely. Despite claiming she was straight, she had always had a slight attraction towards women, going so far as to have a crush on one of her childhood friends though nothing really came of that. So now being married to one… well, it was definitely a massive change in the course of her life… somewhat welcome… somewhat forced… but not overly. Although this definitely wasn’t the marriage she’d imagined long ago, that was for sure. As they walked out of the courtroom, she scratched her head as she processed what she’d gotten herself into.

Though she wouldn’t have much time to think about it as her thought process would soon be interrupted by an overly familiar jingle. One that she would hear countless times throughout the many months and days.

Her mom was calling.

“H-hi… mom…” She answered, not trying to be too loud as she got into Dana’s car.

“Hiiii honey~ Congratulations on getting married!” Her mom’s voice happily rang out.

“Oh umm… thank you…” Allison said meekly, still blushing profusely.

“Hi, Mrs. Reed~” Dana called out from the driver’s seat, eyeing Allison’s phone screen.

“Oh please~ Call me Barbara~!” Allison’s mom sang all too happily. “Thank you again for the help, Dana~ Glad to have ya’ in the family!”

“It’s no problem at all, Barbara~ Anything for my little darling~” Dana sang back, giving Allison a pinch on the cheek.

“Okay~ I’ll let you two go now, have fun~ And take care of my little sweetheart~!”

Dana grinned evilly.

“Oh… I’ll definitely take care of her, don’t you worry~”

With that, Allison’s mom hung up, leaving the two new lovebirds alone in the car. As they continued their commute home, Allison suddenly found herself struggling to stay awake. Her eyelids drooped, her shoulders sagged, and she began fading in and out of a deep pit of sleep. Try as she might, she couldn’t resist it, rather embarrassingly falling asleep on her new wife’s shoulder as they drove.

Groggily, she opened her eyes.

“Eugh…” She groaned, rubbing her eyes.

With her vision somewhat blurred, she could barely make out her surroundings from the car windows, but she could tell that it wasn’t home.

“H-hey… Dana…?”

“Yes, honey~?” Dana said, her voice all too eerie for Allison’s liking.

Despite her quality of vision being obscured beyond all recognition as she tried to focus on anything that they drove past, all she could make out was the color green. It wasn’t just green, it was quite a vibrant green, one could say even different layers of it. There were light greens, dark greens, oranges and browns. Clearly, they weren’t in the city anymore.

“W-where are we?” She asked, finding it difficult to keep her speech stable.

“We’re on our honeymoon, silly~”

“H-h-honeym-moon…?”

If Allison wasn’t awake before, she definitely was now, as her body jolted into action at the sudden announcement of a “honeymoon.” One which Allison had no prior knowledge of with Dana, of course, not giving any little hints or information at all.

“Why, of course~ Every wedding needs a ho– Oh~! We’re here~!”

Allison shivered, wondering what horrors could possibly await her… What did her newfound wife have planned for her? What kind of fetishes was she going to be forced to indulge in this time? What disgusting, degrading, over the top, diabolical plans did she have for–

Despite her mind’s best efforts to psych her out, what welcomed her eyes was actually quite pleasant.

A beautiful lake amidst a charming forest, with a modern but quaint two story lakeside cabin. Considering the weird circumstances, it felt like a scene ripped right from a popular romance film. An odd situational marriage, a young and dumb girl with an older, rich, very risque benefactor, and a romantic retreat in a mysterious but charming forest. The time of their arrival supplemented the odd scene as well. They had arrived just as the sun began its descent from high above, with the ever fantastical colors of blue transitioning into a bright and vibrant orange. The sky’s reflection, or rather the lake’s surface, an almost perfect mirror as the calm water laid the perfect canvas for the sky to visualize upon it. Every cloud, every tree, every bird still flying above, all perfectly captured in a still but motionful reflection.

Much to Allison’s surprise, despite the seeming short notice of the honeymoon, Dana had everything planned. Walking inside, the cabin walls were a compliment to the world that surrounded its colors, painted in a lovely rustic brown, with faux log texturing. Even with its seemingly rustic, rather old fashioned nature, it was clearly modern. It had power, obviously… It had a central air conditioning system, an electronically controlled sauna and hot tub, a wine-laden mini fridge and more, much to the both of their delight.

There were even clothes ready and waiting for them, two full suitcases with appropriate clothing, but digging deeper, the inevitable came to light.

In the lower levels of each case were of course, sex toys.

“A n-nipple pump…?” Allison shivered, putting it to the side. “N-nipple clamps, cat tails, wrist cuffs, and… t-that… that is a lot of vibrators and dildos… I-I… I don’t even think I’ve seen some of these before…”

Dana looked up at her new wife, another devilish smile forming as she grinned ear to ear.

“Hehehe~ Like the toys~?” Dana chuckled. “I thought you would~”

“But first~!” Dana grabbed Allison by the hand, leading her to the kitchen.

Before Allison could protest, Dana had stripped down to some of her most basic clothings. Off came her business casual jacket, off came her button up t-shirt, once again revealing her curvaceous body. A simple white undershirt, her simple black slacks, and soon after dawning a kitchen apron of a surprisingly high quality. Allison blushed as seeing Dana so… out of character was definitely… different, to say the least. Though different, seeing Dana with her hair down, her body not squished right up against her face, cooking so innocently, Allison felt an arrow strike her heart.

Was she… was she really going to be attracted to the woman that had put her through some of the most vile, disgusting acts, she’d ever had the displeasure in taking part of?

Allison shook her head, trying not to think about it.

She was sure that once her new partner was finished cooking, she’d have to sit there as usual while she ate, waiting to be dragged off somewhere to be fed her “leftovers” sometime later.

“All finished~” Dana proclaimed, walking towards the table.

Allison stood up, pushing her chair in, before placing herself in a ready position, her head presumably where Dana was going to sit. Like a good, trained girl, she opened her mouth, awaiting Dana’s sloppy, sweaty donut to be unceremoniously plopped down into it for her to spend the next millennia worshiping.

But to her surprise, Dana simply stood over her… in her hands sat two plates of food, one in each palm. Giving her a confused look, Dana chuckled.

“No, no, no, silly~” She said, shaking her head. “Up, go sit down and eat properly.”

“Huh…?” Allison thought to herself. “S-she… I… w-what…?”

Allison wasn’t sure what to make of this… act of… non-domination… an act of… normalcy. But, she wasn’t going to look a gift horse in the mouth, so after promptly standing up, she took a seat across from Dana. The dinner awaiting her was a sight for sore eyes to say the least, a beautifully cooked ribeye steak, a side of roasted rosemary potatoes and a side of well-seasoned greens. It all looked fantastic… but how did it taste? Did Dana put anything funny in it? Should she be expecting to pass out not long after dinner?

“I hope you like your steak rare~” Dana smiled, cutting into her own plate. “What are you waiting for…? Dig in…”

Hesitantly, Allison took her fork and knife, bringing its sharp edge into contact with the beautiful looking steak. Cutting into it, she found it had been cooked to a medium-rare perfection. An absolutely wondrous reddish-pink color inside a perfectly glazed, brown exterior. With ease, the knife cut through the meat like butter, a true testament into how well the meal was cooked.
As her teeth and tongue made contact with it, it was an almost euphoric food experience. Allison had always been a steak gal, but as life would have it, she often found herself too busy or not well off enough to afford such luxurious cuts of meat and this steak was no exception. She could taste and feel in her mouth the sheer quality of the steak selection, tender, juicy, well-seasoned and flavorful.

It was so good in fact, she could almost moan in pleasure.

Dana smiled, chuckling a little as she watched her newly wed savor the meal prepared for her.

“Enjoying it~?” She asked, admiring just how innocent Allison looked.

“Mhm~!” Allison nodded, not wanting to speak with her mouthful.

“I’m glad~”

And so on went their lovely dinner, and much to Allison’s surprise… Dana and her had much more in common than she’d originally thought. This more casual side of Dana, her loose side, not strung up by the high and tight corporate life, was actually quite enjoyable company. They shared their views on the state of the world, their views on sports,their other interests, and what hobbies they enjoyed. They even shared very similar tastes in music, in food, movies, books and more. Even more surprising, or maybe not so given the circumstances, Allison felt even more attraction towards her boss. Frankly, given another situation and a different set of choices, she was really beginning to believe that they could’ve been good friends at some point.

With their dinner coming to a close, Dana told Allison to clean up and wait for her in the bedroom. Her eyes having that fiery lust behind them gave Allison all the info she needed. Swiftly, she grabbed the case of sex toys and headed up.

“Here we go…” Allison thought. Now that they had finished dinner, it was par for the course that she’d be getting fed the “dessert” as Dana would probably have put it.

So reluctantly, she laid down on the bed, waiting for Dana to come up the stairs.

But, as with the many other surprises of the night, Dana… didn’t come up immediately. In fact, she had taken such a long time to come up that Allison was starting to nod off. Only after hearing Dana’s footsteps, did Allison’s body jerk herself awake.

Coming through the door, the sight was not one Allison expected in the slightest.

“Oh… did I wake you, hun~?” Dana asked, her body practically steaming from the remnants of a hot shower.

“N-no…” Allison squeaked, admiring Dana’s clean, naked body.

“S-she s-s-showered…?” Allison thought. Looks like this honeymoon was going to be full of surprises.

“Well… feeling up for some fun~?” Dana suggested, moving ever so seductively towards the bed.

Allison nodded, knowing that either way, she probably didn’t have a choice.

“Y-yeah… I am.”

Dana smiled.

“Good… because we’re going to have a lot of fun tonight~” She said, now crawling on top of the younger girl.

Before Allison could respond, Dana pulled her into another sloppy, wet kiss. Much like the one they shared just a few hours ago, Dana’s tongue reached in deep, practically reaching the back of Allie’s throat. But, unlike the one earlier, Allison was actually getting into this one.

Slowly, Dana worked Allison’s clothes off. The haphazardly crumpled pieces of clothing being unceremoniously thrown across the room as Dana and Allison’s lust for each other grew.

“Hehe… ever used these before~?” Dana prodded, holding up a pair of nipplie rings and a nipple pump.

“Uhm… n-no…”

“Hehe~ Good…”

Surprisingly, rather than just yanking at her and doing whatever she wanted, Dana rather sensually ran her hands along Allison’s body. Her soft, warm hands caressed her body gently, as if asking for permission… Allison didn’t know if she was going crazy or what… but she let her.

She was going to let her bos— No, her new wife, play with her body.

Not for money, not for any compensation, but because she wanted this.

Not just her boss, her, as in Allison Reid…

Wincing a little, she felt a bit of pain on both her breasts as the pumps enhanced her already erect nipples. It was an interesting feeling to say the least, the sucking of the pumps was a painful but pleasurable tingle along the skin, causing her to shudder as she felt her body’s temperature climb up more and more in the heat of the moment. As her nipples couldn’t get any more erect, Dana, as slick as she was, ran the rings around them. This constricted the blood flow, not enough to cause harm but enough to keep the ends of Allison’s breasts nice and sensitive.

Doing all of this without even breaking a kiss, Dana was truly an expert. Allison thought as if she couldn’t feel any better, she was wrong. Dana, whilst skillfully handling Allison’s now semi-permanently erect nipples, began to kiss all along Allison’s body, from her neck down.

“Ahn~!” She yelped, feeling Dana’s teeth sinking into her neck, the first bite of soon to be many.

Dana licked her lips, treating Allison’s body like candy, she bit into wherever she saw fit. Allison’s cute moaning only fuelled her lustful hunger, a feeling that built up so high and so fast, she couldn’t hold herself back anymore.

“All fours, now…” Dana growled seductively, rising off the bed.

Allison complied, flipping onto all fours. Despite any protests her mind may have had, her body gave every sign of “yes” it could.

“Eep!” She yelped, feeling something cold suddenly rub up against her inner thighs and up to her womanhood.

“Ehehe~” Dana chuckled. “You yelp so innocently~” She said, rubbing the end of a short riding crop up along Allison’s lower half. “It just makes me want to tease you more~”

“Ahn~!” Allison moaned, having been introduced to the feeling of a riding crop for the first time. The burning sensation on her ass was… different but pleasurable, she found.

Oh~!” She moaned again, feeling the impact again.

“Heh… good girl~”
“Ah~! Ooh~!” She moaned over and over again, feeling the continuous impacts of Dana’s riding crop.

“That’s it, that’s it~”  Dana exclaimed, her voice wrapping around Allison’s mind like lust filled chains, so dominantly commanding, so commandeering and so… authoritative.

To Allison, it was all too sexy. Unable to help herself, she wiggled her thighs a little, arching her back to show off more of herself.

“Ooh~ You’re a eager little slut, aren’t you~”

Allison felt another slap ring out across her fleshy, now very red and tender cheeks.

“Ahn~!”

With one last thwack, Allison now felt a pair greedy, hungry hands grabbing onto her lower thighs, as something quite large, rubbed up against her womanhood.

“Ready~?” Dana asked cheekily, rubbing a large, red strapon right up against Allison’s tender, pink slit.

Allison nodded, her dripping womanhood all too eager to take in Dana’s massive, artificial cock.

“Mmmgh~” She whimpered, feeling the head of the beast entering her.

Dana only chuckled, continuing to push in.

As Allison’s womanhood finally reached the base of the dildo, her eyes rolled back in total bliss, enjoying the feeling of all the space in her guts being taken up.

“Good girl, taking my cock so deep, so easily~”

Without further ado, Allison felt the grip on her thighs tighten. Dana pulled her hips back, getting ready to not just have sex with her new wife… for all intents and purposes, she was going to “fuck” her new wife. With force, with passion, and with lust… she thrusted her hips forward hard, slapping against Allison’s ass cheeks.

“Ohh~!” Allison moaned, reeling in pleasure.

With the cat out of the bag, or rather in… Dana thrusted over and over, penetrating Allison deeper and deeper every single time.

“Ahn~! Ooh~!”

The moaning served only to exacerbate Dana’s lust, as she leaned more onto her new mount’s back. Thrusting hard, fast, and more than enough skillful motion to keep her mount reeling in more pleasure than she could’ve expected.

Suddenly, Allison felt a force shove her into the bed. Face down, ass up, she was in for a proper breeding, as Dana held her head down onto the pillows while absolutely railing her.

Dana’s thrusts were unbelievably deep and unfathomably powerful, backing halfway out and thrusting as far and as hard as she could in.

“Mmfgh~”

“Hah~”

Allison could only whimper, Dana was her owner, her boss, her wife… and her mate. Whimpering and moaning, she was penetrated over and over again, as if Dana’s strap meant to completely rearrange her guts.

“P-pl-plea—ah~!”

“I-I… I c-ca—oOoh~”

Allison’s body felt as if it had flooded with pleasure, almost bursting at the seams with it… but Dana wasn’t about to let their fun be over so soon. Every time she felt Allison get close, she’d back off just enough to prevent her from cumming.

This made Allison desperate, as she tried to beg in between thrusts for her new wife to let her cum.

“P-pleAa—ahn~! L-l-let…. m-meEe… c-c-Mmphfgh~?!”

“Shut up…hah….” Dana commanded, shoving a pair of used, smelly panties into Allison’s mouth.

“MMMPFGH?!”

The introduction of the familiar and very much hated taste of Dana’s unwashed ass should have been an instant turn off… but it wasn’t. Instead, Allison only grew wetter, a fact noticed by Dana quite quickly.

“Awww… see? I knew you liked it~” Dana chuckled, she knew in her heart that Allison hated being subjected to her musk, her farts, her sweat and more…

She knew what was going on with Allison’s body…

All that “training” of subjecting Allison to her bodily functions whilst using vibrators on her was now starting to take its toll…

With Allison’s body now betraying the mind within… there was no telling what Dana was going to subject her to…

But it wasn’t time for that… yet…

“Hmphglg!”

Allison gagged, tasting that all too familiar, musky, stale flavor.

“O-oh f-fuck…” She thought, feeling her body somehow even more turned on by the smelly addition. “This… this c-can’t be… it’s so disgusting… b-but… I’m so wet…”

Allison wasn’t sure what disgusted her more, the awful smell and taste overwhelming her senses, or the fact that her body was rather turned on by them…

Nevertheless, Dana continued pounding her… and pounding her… and pounding her…

Minutes… five, ten, fifteen, twenty… soon forming an hour. Over and over, Allison was brought right to the edge… only for that sweet release to be pulled away. Though luckily for her, it seemed Dana was reaching her climax too, as her thrusts intensified more and more… until….

“AaaaAaahn~!”

Allison moaned hard as Dana’s jaws latched onto the back of her neck. With one last thrust, the two of them climaxed together, spraying the blanket in their fluids before clumsily collapsing down.

Sighing in both relief and total euphoria, Allison felt the comfort of rich Egyptian cotton welcoming her into a world of comfort. Dana joined her, big spooning her new wife having removed the women-juice covered strap on.

After their passionate night together, Allison woke up to a fabulous breakfast in bed. A fantastic smelling, hypothetical cornucopia of delicious breakfast foods awaited in her lap on a ready and waiting tray, with a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice to boot.

“Good morning, sleepyhead~” Dana chuckled, brushing away gently at Allison’s face. “Did you have fun~?”

Allison, processing what had just happened as well as the exuberant amount of food in front of her, yawned.
“I…I did…” She said, stretching.

“Good, good… eat up and get dressed, hun~” Dana smiled. “We’ve got a whole honeymoon to spend together~”

With that, Dana gave Allison a short peck on the cheek and walked out, leaving the bedroom’s tv on.

“Now for breakfast…”

Originally carrying a large amount of suspicion at the beginning of this “honeymoon,” she didn’t want to believe that Dana actually had the best of intentions. But every single action Dana took said otherwise. Much to Allison’s surprise, Dana had definitely listened during their first dinner together. As such, she had a plethora of things planned for… rather peculiarly… only the first three days… but Allison simply chocked that up as to leave room for change as plans never seem to go one hundred percent perfectly.

The next few days came and went, though not too fast and not too slow, moving at just the right speed. Allison had… to her own surprise, grown very, very attached to Dana. It was almost as if… she was falling in love… with her wife, mistress, and boss…


The second day of their trip, after Allison had finished her breakfast in bed, the two of them went on a long, romantic hike around the lake together. Despite Allison’s suspicions, Dana hadn’t tried to pull anything funny. No weird, hardcore outdoor sex, no using her tongue as a sweatrag despite the somewhat warm weather, and no degeneracy of any sort. Just a newly wed couple, enjoying their time together. The night ended with another, hardcore romp in the sheets, as it seemed though Dana was keeping most of her dark desires at bay, they couldn’t be completely quelled.

The third day, they went on yet another fantastic, romantic trip. This time, river kayaking. Though not extreme river kayaking, this still required effort, as despite the unbelievably calm waters, it took a decent amount of coordination and cooperation in order to move in the same direction at any speed and chaos ensued. But once the couple had gotten the hang of it, it became an unbelievably relaxing experience.

And today…?

Today was probably the best by far…

It started out like the others, wake up, have a small chat over coffee and breakfast, go for a quick stroll around the lake… but then, Dana surprised her. Telling her to get dressed in something cute and fancy for the night, Allison donned a somewhat frilly sundress. After about an hour’s drive, the newly wed couple ended up at a boardwalk. Taking Allison by the arm, Dana showed her around. As it turned out, Dana had grown up in this area and knew all about it. How it used to be, what still remained, what was new, she knew it all… and before Allison knew it…

Something she never thought possible was slowly but surely coming through.

Despite everything her boss had put her through, the countless hours of stink torture, the feeding of shit on a daily basis which she’d then throw up afterwork, the forced ass worship… despite all of it, she was actually starting to develop feelings…

The entire day confirmed it.

After their day on the boardwalk, Dana took her to one of her favorite restaurants. A small fisherman’s restaurant that sat not too far away, having a beachside balcony area to sit in. And there they definitely sat, enjoying both the view and each other’s company. The sun was setting, the wind was calm, and the birds cooed, flying just out of reach… the night was absolutely perfect.

The food was perfect too, the restaurant used only the freshest of ingredients, most of which were caught the very same day. Dana had the surf and turf, a stuffed lobster tail, a premium filet mignon cooked to a perfect medium rare, and a side of potatoes and asparagus. Meanwhile, Allison had kept it simple, ordering a nice clam chowder in a freshly baked bread bowl with a side of fried calamari for the two to share.

Overall, the night was fantastic. Plenty of drinks and plenty of food, what more could one ask for?

Having arrived back at the cabin, the two were well and truly hammered and it didn't take long before the clothes on their backs once again ended up crumpled up, strewn across the floor. Though this time, Allison is the one who had initiated it. Unable to contain her own lust, she practically jumped on Dana as they entered the door, entering a wild fit of kissing and biting.
This night ended the same as the first, a passionate, rough but loving, night of intimacy.

For Allison, this seemed to be her happily ever after…

But as luck and fate would have it… this wasn’t the end.

Groggily, Allison woke up the next morning, her head absolutely throbbing. She tried wiping her eyes free of any post-sleep debris, only to find out she couldn’t move.

“MmmMMPGH?!” She screamed, finding that she couldn’t really speak either.

The adrenaline practically shocked her body awake, eyes popping open and her body sobering up quickly. Looking around, she realized that she was right next to… a toilet?

She was in the cabin’s bathroom…

Bound by wrist and ankle cuffs in a squatting position…

The device that prevented her from speaking or even moving her mouth was none other than a ring gag.

Luckily or unluckily, either of the two, Dana walked in not much later.

“Good morning, my pet~” She laughed maniacally. “God, seeing you like this… naked and presenting to me… I just want to dominate you more~”

Allison looked up at her, tears welling up in her eyes.

“Oh don’t look at me like that~” She said, reaching down and playing with loose locks of Allison’s hair. “You begged me for this~”

“Mmfgh?!” Allison exclaimed into her gag. There was no way she asked for this, when in the world would she ever ask for this?

“Don’t believe me~?” Dana chuckled, pulling out her phone.

To her bewilderment, it was a very clear video of her, hugging and kissing her wife… hopping onto her lap at a club? Both of them were clearly drunk.

Even though there were strobelights and loud music, one thing was made very clear. Allison’s own voice was begging for something… pleading for something… and it wasn’t to be coddled or babied. No, it was to be used… not as a sex toy, not as a trophy wife or anything the like…

It was to be used as a human toilet.

Of course, Dana was all too happy to oblige in these wishes…

“Look honey~” Dana said, pointing towards a mirror right across the room. “You even wanted a tattoo to commemorate your wishes~”

As her head was one of the only things she could move, Allison looked forward, seeing the clear, clean mirror and her own image reflected upon it. It was hard to read, being reversed of course, but it didn’t take long for her to figure out what the tattoo said.

“Human Septic Tank”

Upon reading this, a light tear ran down the side of Allison’s face. The tattoo was right across her stomach in big emboldened letters. It wasn’t just plain text either, the font was very ornate, almost “royal” even… So big, so bold… surely it would bleed through any covering she could throw over it. With this, she knew it was over… her life as she knew it was over… Her college debt, the poor decisions of her parents, her own drunken hubris… had landed her a job fit for her… Hell, not even a job… it handed her, her new position in life, the toilet and plaything of this much, much more powerful woman.

“Oh don’t cry, dear~” Dana said, wiping the tears away. “I’ll use you soon enough~ I know you can’t wait~”

With this, Dana turned around, reintroducing Allison to an all too familiar sight. Slowly and seductively, she unbuckled her pants, smiling at Allison the entire time with that same, sexy smug smile she’d shown before.

As she pushed her pants to the ground, Allison could see the woven fabric of Dana’s pants gripping her voluptuous, sweaty thighs… glistening even in the somewhat dim light of the bathroom.

“Mmmmmgh! Mglgh!” Allison protested, to no avail, as Dana ceremoniously took her place upon Allison’s face, lining up her butthole perfectly with the ring gag in the girl’s mouth.

“Oop~ Almost forgot~!” She teased, clicking some kind of button.

“HHMMNGH~!?” Allison shuddered, feeling something start pumping in and out of her womanhood whilst another thing vibrated on her clit.

The pleasure from the toys left conflicting feelings floating around in Allison’s head. While her lower half was taking a visit to pleasure town, her upper half and taste buds were already being strained. While Dana was actually cleaner than usual, it was still coated in Dana’s very, very familiar musk and sweat. There was only one thing Allison could do… and it was something she’d done many, many times before.

Reluctantly, she began to lick at Dana’s hole, knowing that it’d be best to lube it up as Dana’s constipation sometimes likes to stick. That sticking would only make it harder and make her torment last far longer, much to Dana’s delight… either way, Dana wins. One way, she gets pleasured from her asshole being tended to and the other, she gets to get herself off by hearing the sounds of Allison’s extended torment.

PFFFRRRBLT!

“Mmfgh!” Allison groaned, feeling the warm gas echo into her mouth and down her throat.

BRRRRPT!

“Hrrnghhh…” Dana pushed, feeling the effects of their bistro and bar binge the night prior. “I hope you’re hungry~”

Unfortunately for Allison, Dana had to go right away… Usually, in this scenario, Allison would have at least a few hours worth of gas flowing in and down her gullet, the constant taste of which would somewhat help her get used to the horrid flavors and allow her to be more mentally and physically prepared for the log about to enter her body… but this time, that wasn’t the case.
Allison could already feel the horrid monstrosity poking out of Dana’s exit, nudging itself along slowly.

“MMMgghhblg!” Allison protested once more, despite the inevitability of the situation at hand.

Deep down, she knew this was inevitable… but she still had to try, she had that much fight left in her at least…

Dana moaned, rubbing her stomach, she had been waiting for a moment like this all honeymoon… and now she finally had it… Unlike all the times prior, where she’d shat into Allison’s mouth over and over at work… this… this was different. Allison wasn’t just an employee in over her head, she was now bound to her by law, legally married to her… and financially dependent on her… She was no longer just a mistress holding a leash, no… She was more than that… She was Allison’s wife and master… Allison would forever be bound to her by invisible chains, surrounding the extremes of her limbs, binding her to this use forever… and Dana was going to make sure that she enjoyed it… whether it be through physical training or just constant exposure.

“GLG!” The young blonde gagged. She honestly didn’t know what was more disgusting, the act of having a woman pooping down her throat or the fact that it was now a familiar feeling to her.

Dana’s waste was as horrid as always, an amalgamation of digested food paste with loose undigested bits floating in the shape of a hard, rancid log.

“BLG! HLG!” Allison gagged, as the pleasure and pain overtook her body.

The vibrators and dildo pump were going fast enough to keep her on edge, to keep her body pulsating with pleasure… but they kept her on edge…

On the very edge…

Unless Dana allowed it, Allison would not cum…

Over twenty grueling minutes passed, of edging and gagging… as Dana’s waste came out much like a chain, long and stiff but flexible… worming its way into wherever it needed to go…

“Good bitch…” Dana said, grabbing the back of Allison’s head. “Whew… I needed this…”
As Dana let out what Allison hoped was the last of “it,” Dana got off of her. Looking down at the mess she’d just made, she couldn’t help but giggle devilishly. Seeing Allison’s face, the ring gag, and at least three inches of turd still rising up through her lips was too pleasurable. That utter feeling of domination was something she craved and something she relished…

And this was the ultimate…

“Ehehe~ That was a lot, wasn’t it~?” She asked, jokingly.

Allison, despite having been coughing and gagging the entire time, only coughed and gagged even more now. Somehow, whether it was the introduction of the fresh air or otherwise, the smell and taste of the horrid log was only exacerbated and intensified… her body was doing its best to spit it out…

“Oh~? You’re going to waste your gift~” Dana chuckled, grabbing Allison’s face, forcing her to look her in the eyes. “We can’t have that now… can we? Swallow… it…”

Allison would’ve gulped if she could. As she looked into Dana’s eyes, she knew there was nothing else she could do…

Begrudgingly, she fought her own reflexes. Working her throat as hard as she could to take in the log, it finally made it past the point of no return, sinking beneath her lips.

“Good… good…” Dana smiled. “Oh~! I almost forgot again~”

With the press of a button, the pleasure Allison received from the toys multiplied exponentially… and despite the horrid smells and flavors…

Allison came, hard…

Her entire body straining and pulling at her restraints as her body involuntarily bucked and kicked from the pleasure rippling through every fiber of her being…

“Whew~” Dana fanned. “I’ll let you digest all that~” She said, before unceremoniously leaving the room.

Now, Allison was alone… just waiting to be used again, her body still reverberating in pleasure. Luckily, Dana had left the lights on… but that was about all the comfort she was graced with. Her legs began to ache, having been squatting for some time before she even woke up, the ring gag made her jaw ache too, her body very much not restrained in any kind of comforting position. She wouldn’t be able to sleep either, the sex toys would make sure of that. This time, there would be no rest, no throwing up, and no recovery… She would be there, in that position until Dana saw fit…

Tears ran down her face, as she finally processed enough of her surroundings to now process the act that had just been done to her. Many times before, she would throw up the waste into the nearby toilet… but left restrained as she was, she couldn’t. She would have to come to terms with living off of her wife’s putrid feces, at least as long as she’d want her to. But knowing Dana, it’d probably be a while before she was set free.

And for a while it was…

Hour after excruciating hour, Allison squatted there, stuck in that same position. Fortunately for her, it seemed Dana’s bowels were behaving themselves for once. She hadn’t really had to take a shit since the morning, only coming in to pee every once in a while. Which of course, obviously meant Allison was drinking a lot… and was needing to pee herself. Though Dana had thought about this, apparently. Adding to the humiliation, she was positioned over… a rather undignified kitty litter container.

At the very least, Dana would come in and change it out every couple hours. So her absolutely festering in filth wasn’t going to happen, she had that much to be thankful for at least. In fact, the corruption and training was already settling in. Since her mouth was forced open the entire time, it would dry up very quickly. Since she had nothing else to wet her mouth with, the feeling of Dana’s warm piss was almost… relieving… in a way. She began to feel thankful that Dana was coming in to piss at all, since it made her throat feel much more comfortable… at least until it dried up again. And while the taste would never be considered “good,” Allison was becoming increasingly aware of the fact that it was becoming more… palatable.

“N..no… I… I can’t enjoy this…” She thought, shaking her head.

But it was too late… too late to back out and too late to fight it…

Every single time, without fail, Dana came to piss, Allison’s body would feel more and more relieved and more and more pleasured… It was almost to the point that she could feel herself edging closer and closer to orgasm, as her womanhood moistened rather quickly at just the sight of her wife… or rather, at this point, her owner…

Though as the day went by and night began to settle in, Allison was… hungry. She made an attempt at convincing herself this was because she’d only eaten breakfast… wait…

“Did… I…? Am… What…? Did I just think of Dana’s…shit… as breakfast…?” A bit of panic started to set in, even in her non-vocalized thoughts. It was one thing to start feeling comfort from drinking piss… it was another to start thinking of her wife’s waste as… food…

But before she could finish that thought, the door flew open, with Dana standing menacingly in it… staring at Allison’s naked body with that same hunger for domination she’d always had.

“Oh… oh no…” She thought, already hearing Dana’s guts in a stir.
Taking her place on her human throne, Dana couldn’t wait to start pushing, the turd practically peeking out already before Allison could seal her lips around her exit.

Groaning, Allison took it into her, letting another one of her “meal’s” slide in with of course, some discomfort from her bucking and protesting body. Though something was different this time, she was gagging and pulling at the restraint still… but rather than that constant feeling of wanting to throw up… it felt more like her body was beginning to accept the waste. The rotten, meaty taste and the sloppy, slimy texture were repulsive, sure… but her body… unlike earlier in the day, wasn’t trying to throw this one up immediately.

Rather than her body treating the waste like an absolute foreign object in her body, it felt more like… she was eating a food she really disliked. It was enough to trigger a gag reflex… but her stomach… wasn’t immediately in knots. Only around ten minutes later, as she tasted the same thing over and over again, did her body really start to reject it. Though it seemed more like she was rejecting it because she was full, rather than the fact it was a human’s waste.

Dana sighed, rubbing her stomach a little as the last of this log finally exited her body and entered Allison’s. Allison had a little spark of hope, praying that Dana was just going to keep her like this for the day. But as with everything going on that day, Dana’s plans differed greatly from Allison’s hopes.

Before she could even finish choking down the massive log, she found herself getting forced face-first into Dana’s asscrack, her nose being shoved deep into the asshole that had just finished violating her poor mouth.

“Mmmblblbhgh!” She protested, the turd still blocking her mouth from forming anything decipherable.

“Go on, honey~” Dana laughed, keeping pressure on Allison’s head. “Sniff it… I want you to savor that smell…”

“Snfff! Snffffff!”

Allison sniffed, before gagging profusely.

Though something alarmed her, the moment she sniffed, the vibrators and dick piston’s actions intensified.

Dana laughed mischievously, knowing exactly what she was doing.

“You’re going to really savor that smell~” She said, wiggling her ass in the poor girl’s face.

“Hrmmmngh…” Allison groaned, sniffing deeply.

Dana was truly a wizard at controlling those toys, she knew just when to start and just when to stop. Practically matching the nanosecond Allison started sniffing and holding it until she’d finished her sniff. Dana wasn’t one to leave a job half complete… Her end goal was simple, by the time their honeymoon ended, Allison was going to be a butt munching, shithole huffing, dirty little human toilet… and more specifically, her dirty little human toilet. Allison would be completely dependent on her most disgusting bodily functions for pleasure… and would, while maybe not mentally enjoying it, her body would soon revel in the stink, filth and humiliation.

And Dana was going to enjoy every second of it, in fact, she already was… She could’ve given Allison a regular job, sure… but the moment she laid eyes on her, that innocent, naive little blonde… She knew she had to have her.

“Soon…” She thought, plunging Allison’s face into her asscrack once more. “Soon~”

PBBBRRRRRFT!

“Mmmmrrrgnnd…” Allison groaned, closing her eyes as she begrudgingly sniffed Dana’s latest ass expulsion.

BRRRRPPPT!

“Glg! Hrrlghk!”

Despite having taken many of Dana’s farts directly up the nose before, they had never been post poop farts. Allison honestly couldn’t tell which was worse, the pre poop farts definitely had a stench about them but… the post poop farts, where there was no log to block out any scent and it was just pure remnant gas, were absolutely awful. The smell felt more… unfiltered, for lack of a better term.

After a plethora of gas bombarding her nose, Dana’s tank finally ran empty… and yet again, she just left the room. Allison was astonished, disgusted, and everything in between.

Was Dana not going to set her free? How long would she be stuck like this?

The next morning, Allison was completely exhausted. Luckily for her the dick piston stopped to give her womanhood a break during the night, but the vibrator just kept chugging away. This would keep her up the entire night… though she had almost passed out, almost… by the time she was tired enough to pass out past what the vibrator was capable of, the dick piston started back up again…

So what would soon become her cycle for the foreseeable future began. Dana would come in the mornings, relieve herself of her morning duties down Allison’s throat, and leave. She would then periodically reappear throughout the day to piss and or clean up the litter box. Only to then be forced to huff and sniff at her wife’s shithole for at least another hour yet again.
The more time went on, the more Allison lost track of it.

She didn’t know anything more than drinking Dana’s piss, eating Dana’s shit, or licking and huffing Dana’s asshole. Her entire existence revolved around whatever waste and gaining pleasure from it… and pleasure she did have.

The taste and smell of whatever Dana’s body decided to expunge that day, remained horrible, in fact it seemed to get worse and worse every time she came to visit. But her body… was so unbelievably turned on by it. Every time that horrid log hit her tongue, she could feel herself flow like a river, her body shivering in anticipation. The corruption had sank its teeth so far into her, that she was now orgasming with practically every single fart, every single swallow… it was an absolute overload of torture through pleasure.

She didn’t care anymore, she couldn’t care, she was so tired that she could barely think for herself. She was Dana’s… and that’s all that mattered. Her legs, hips, and feet ached more than ever before. Her shoulders, her jaw, her entire being, ached with a striking pain from being bound for so long. Her body, defiled not only by Dana’s juices but also her own, smearing the many, many marks that Dana had taken the liberty to draw onto her. In Dana’s words, these marks were “earned.” Drawn in marker, a tally mark was made for every single time Allison was fed or orgasmed, and by the end of their honeymoon together, her thighs were practically covered in tally marks.

“Good morning~” Dana smiled, walking in, patting Allison’s head. “Did my toilet bitch have another fun night~?”

“Aaah…ah…”

As soon as Dana walked up to her, Allison’s body involuntarily leaned forward, craving the pleasure that her master’s stink would bring.

“Oooh~” Dana teased, turning around to bring her ass to bear once more, only this time staying out of Allison’s reach. “Excited for your breakfast~?”

“A-a-aah~” Allison nodded, licking her lips hungrily.

“Oh~? But what if I don’t have to go~?” Dana teased again, feigning her pants down and back up again.

“U–uhh…uaahh…”

Allison whimpered softly, her straining body going limp as she leaned back into the same squatting position, hanging her head.

“Awww~ It’s okay, my little bitch… I’ll feed you~”

The thoroughly mind-broken blonde perked up upon hearing this.

“Beg for it~”

“A-auh~” She whimpered pathetically. “Pwe-pweaaauhh… Iuuahh… w-w-waann… iiii…”

“You’d better beg harder~” Dana continued teasing. “I ate a lot last night… I wanted to make sure you had a special meal for your last feeding~”

To her surprise, Dana walked up, unlocking her restraints and ring gag… allowing her to collapse onto the floor while also being able to close her mouth for the first time in ages.

“Show me just how much you want it…” Dana said, wearing her always devilish smile. She walked by the door and squatted slightly.

If Allison wanted her treat, she’d have to crawl for it…

And crawl she did.

Despite every ache, despite her total and utter exhaustion, Allison slowly inched her way over to Dana. Rolling over onto her back, waiting for Dana to squat down.

“Open up.” She commanded, letting her panties drop onto Allison’s forehead.

Feeling the aches in her cheeks, Allison still did as she was told, opening up her mouth as wide as she could.

“Good bitch…”

Without further ado, Dana squatted down.

“Eat up~” She said, before absolutely letting her guts go.

“Glg! -gulp- Hrglk! -gulp- Hlgrg!” Despite her taste bud’s protests,

Like the good, sleep deprived girl she was, Allison swallowed everything up hungrily, not leaving anything behind.

“That’s a good girl…” Dana chuckled. “You really are my little toilet slut now, aren’t you~?”

The blonde didn’t respond, in fact, whatever Dana was saying didn’t really register in her head. Her extended trip in the bathroom had exhausted so much of her energy that it was all being used up to focus on her task at hand, swallowing her “gift.”
The young blonde’s body bucked involuntarily yet again, though this time was different. Rather than bucking and kicking in protest at what was being pumped into it… it was pleasure.

Dana had definitely gotten what she’d wanted.

Watching Allison’s body wriggle and buck as it came from the taste of her shit alone was all too satisfying… She had to get herself off and what better way than to ride her new toy’s face.

“Swallow it… now.” She commanded, pushing the last of her turd out rather quickly.

Allison obliged, swallowing with little protest as she orgasmed yet again.

“Tongue out… stick it deep in my asshole.”

Despite her orders, Dana couldn't wait anymore. Roughly gripping Allison’s hair, Dana began grinding her womanhood onto Allison’s face.

“Ahn~!” She moaned, feeling the girl’s warm, bated breath struggling to make it through the little breaks of air she got.

By god, this was the most turned on she’d felt in a long time. Almost rhythmically, she humped at Allison’s face over and over again. The nose grinding against her clit, the tongue sliding up and down her gooch and chocolate starfish, the total control she had over Allison. The fact that the young girl beneath her was now her slave for the rest of her life, bound by more than just money, bound by more than just marriage, but to be bound forever by the taste of her shit, the taste of her piss, the smell of her farts… It was all so wrong, so terrible to do to someone… but boy, did it feel good…

“OooOoOoh~!” Dana orgasmed loudly, but despite this, she couldn’t help herself… As soon as she caught her breath, she started moving again, determined to get off as many times as she could in this manner, in this moment…

For an indeterminate amount of time, she continued on, grinding and grinding her soaking, moist womanhood into her wife’s face… even after said wife had long since stopped struggling.

“Ah~” Dana sighed, relaxing after her final orgasm. “Oh~? Oops~” She said, looking down.

Allison had long since passed out. It was a hell of a sight, ass juice dripping down her cheek, vaginal juices bubbling out of her nose, Dana couldn’t help but giggle.

“I’d better clean up…” Dana thought, still reeling from the pleasure. Slowly, she reached a hand down, brushing a hand against Allison’s face. “Rest now, honey~” She said. “We’ll have more fun some other time~”

Their time at the lakeside cabin had finally come to an end. They went into their honeymoon a dubious-consent married couple and were going to leave a master and slave. Allison, rather understandably so, was so tired from her three day stint as a toilet that she could barely move. In fact, the entire day Dana spent cleaning and packing up their belongings, Allison remained quite fastly asleep. Even through Dana bathing her, redressing her, brushing her teeth, and making her drink a decent amount of water… She remained as peaceful as a bug in a rug, almost blissfully unaware of the events that had just transpired hours ago.

As everything was loaded into the car, Dana took one last, very long look at her wife/toy, admiring just how innocently she looked and reveling in just how corrupt she now was.

“Hehehe~” She giggled, grasping one of Allison’s hands gently, doing her best not to disturb her sleep.

Whispering, she uttered one last phrase before beginning their drive home. Dana was going to enjoy the future very, very much…

“Till death do us part~”