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Avoiding Her Mistake It was the night before our wedding and we were at my bride-to-be's house. Her father and mother were in bed and I was sitting in the living room with a glass of cabernet. It was a few weeks to Christmas, so the house was done up and I was basking in the soft glow of the tree when I heard a little shouting coming from the kitchen. I got up to see Elena, Holly's sister, telling something to Holly. I couldn't hear anything and just as I was about to move closer, Holly stormed out of the kitchen and up to her room where she would be sleeping. I was to sleep in the guest room, so I wouldn't see Holly the next day. Elena didn't like me, I knew that, so I assumed it had something to do with their fight. "Were you guys fighting? Anything I can do to help?" Elena sighed heavily and walked right up to me, saying to my face, "Yeah, you could eat my farts, loser." "Excuse me?" She ripped ass while staring at me and then said while walking away, "Just stay there and smell that." I got a whiff and immediately went back to the living room with the tree where it smelled like gingerbread and not the shit covered particles of fart that Elena just left in the kitchen. I sat there until about 11 pm and then went up to bed. Our wedding day was finally going to be here. ---- It was a few weeks later and it was our first Christmas as a married couple. We just got the pictures from the wedding back. Holly was the most beautiful bride and we'd hung all the pictures from our special day on the wall. Holly is the picture of beauty. Her blond hair falls to her shoulders and she moonlights as a personal trainer in addition to her job as a lawyer. Her biggest selling training class is the Glute Boot Camp that she runs with her sister, Elena. It's three hours a week and she does it with the ladies, so her ass is amazing. I'm more of an ass man myself, so I do love that, but I'd be lying if I said I also didn't love her legs and breasts, too. My wife is stacked! I was being playful, so I said, "Should I tell you what I got you for a gift?" "No! I like surprises! I don't want to know," something was bothering her, "You're really sweet though." Her eyebrows went up like she had more to say, so I tried coaxing it out of her. I said, "Are you ok?" Holly said, "Yeah, it's just... Elena can be such a jerk sometimes. Like she told me she farted and told you to smell it, which is fucked, but the night before the wedding she said I shouldn't marry you because you're weak and wouldn't ever be able to protect me. But... I think you're strong enough to protect me." She kissed my cheek and I pulled out the little box I'd hidden in my back pocket, "Merry Christmas." Her eyes lit up and Holly opened the package to reveal a charm bracelet, the one she'd wanted for a while. "I love it! Thank you!" She put it on and we headed up to bed, but we only made it so far as the base of the stairs when I heard what sounded like someone in the garage. I said in a whisper, "Go upstairs. Get into the bedroom and lock the door." Holly was quiet, too, "What?" And then the door burst open with a man in a ski mask, brandishing a gun. Behind him was a woman, clearly petite despite being in all sweatpants. All the blinds were drawn, so nobody would see us from the street. This didn't look good and I was scared because I didn't hear anything, but now we were here, with these two people threatening me and my wife. The man spoke with authority and was very degrading, "You, boy! Kneel! Get on the ground! Kneel!" "Get out of my house!" He hit me in the face with his gun. Holly screamed, "Just do what he says! Just get on the ground!" I knelt beside Holly, feeling for blood, but there was none. Holly was crying and said to the man, "We will do whatever you want, anything." "I want YOU!" He pointed his gun at Holly and she was crying. Was he going to... No.... "What do you mean you want me?" "I'm going to take you to the bedroom... Unless...." Holly saw a chance and said, "Unless what? We'll do it! We'll do anything!" The woman spoke in his ear and he scratched his head with the gun while talking with the woman, seemingly unsure of why he was going to make the next request, "You have to do a few things." The woman with the mask and sweats was clearly running the show and whispered into his ear with each instruction. "Ok," the man began and pointed to Holly, "You, boy. Kiss her ass." My wife stuck her ass out and into my face extremely quickly. "Do it! Kiss my ass! Please!" I kissed her ass cheeks, both of them, with little pecks. I'd done it before as foreplay for sex, but this was a little weird. "Now, uh... You pull down your pants and he kisses your... Bare asshole? Really? Her asshole," the man apparently found this a little odd, but reiterated that I was to kiss her anus. I tried protesting, "Come on, that's disgusting!" "More disgusting than forced sex with this stranger?! Just kiss my asshole, come on!!" "Because he complained, he's gotta French kiss your asshole." Holly was acting determined now, but clearly still scared. She was in survival mode. Holly said, "I don't care if he has to give me a rim job all night long, just please don't make me have sex with you!" I took both of my hands and set them on Holly's ass cheeks. She has just such an amazing ass, but I don't really do ass worship. I took her ass cheeks and spread them apart slowly, gently, revealing her anus. It was pulsing and flexing. I licked her asshole softly and she let out a soft moan of pleasure! I didn't know she was into this! Like she was reading my thoughts, Holly said, "I didn't know I liked it, either..." "Now," the man said, "Fart." I pulled my face out of my wife's ample ass and shouted, "WHAT?! No!!! She's not going to fart in my face! That's disgusting!" He pointed the gun at me, "Either you stick your face back in her ass and smell her farts like the good little slave you are, or I take her into the bedroom and do whatever the fuck I want to her ass, pussy, and whatever parts I feel like using." Holly was screaming at me, "Are you that selfish!!!??? It's just a fart! You just have to smell a fart to save me from this monster! Are you serious right now?!" She was full on crying and I got back on my knees and pulled open her ass cheeks again, staring at her butthole. Holly was trying to calm down and said between breaths, "I think you should lick my asshole again. That made me relax more. Lick my bootyhole and then I'll fart in your face." She was still crying and I understood her position here. She can either fart in someone's face and be the degrader or she can go into that bedroom and be the degradee. I know which one most people would take in this scenario. I was very gently with her asshole and there was definitely a pungent aroma from the day. We sat around in sweats all day and didn't shower. Just as I was about done cleaning her ass from all the sweat and shit, the smell started to dissipate. Right then, when it started to smell a little normal, did my wife let out one of the single most incredibly loud farts I'd ever heard. And it was point blank on my face. PLLLLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR It lasted 3 seconds, maybe, but it felt like an eternity. She didn't apologize or anything. She just ripped ass on my face and didn't say anything except, "Wow... Open your mouth. I have another one." The masked gunman was peaking down on me as my wife farted again, this time the sound was muffled because her fart was directly in my mouth. SQQWWWWUUUUAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRSPLT At the end, something landed on my tongue!!!! The gunman moved away, waving his hand in front of his face at the smell of my wife's shit that she had just taken into my mouth. I started to move away, but Holly grabbed my head and shoved my open mouth back over her asshole. The gunman said through coughs, "You have to eat that shit she just took in your mouth. God, it smells awful." Holly said, "You have to stay there or the stink will get through the room! You should just eat my shit and then lick my asshole clean!" I gulped the small piece of shit that came out and then licked her anus clean, even digging in a little to clean the rest. At the end of it, Holly released my head. I was on the ground when I looked up at the two people holding us hostage and saw Holly was clearly a little turned on. I finally said, "What more could you want?" The gunman's accomplice took off her mask and now I was staring at Elena. Her black hair framed her gorgeous face perfectly even after coming out of a mask. She took off her sweatshirt and revealed her amazing body. Elena launched into a speech, "I wanted to prove that he was weak, Holly. He couldn't protect you and wasn't even going to kiss your ass to save you from stranger taking you. I'm sorry, but it had to be this way, without you knowing. I had to make it a surprise and I wanted to show you two things. Number one, he's weak and pathetic. Number two, you absolutely did what was right and natural. You took a shit in his mouth because you know that he's sub-human. You don't love him. You love that you're always able to control him. You love that you own him. You didn't have to take a shit in his mouth, he only said fart, but you saw where his mouth was and you understood that the right thing was for him to eat your shit. I did this because I'm your sister and I love you." They were holding hands and I had horror in my eyes, still. Holly stood and walked over to me, standing over me as I was on the ground, "She's right, you know. I didn't have to shit in your mouth. But I did because it's the right thing to do." Holly turned to her sister and said, "Thank you, Elena. I'm going to talk with my new slave and we're going to figure out exactly how our arrangement is going to be settled." Elena hugged her, "I tried to tell you before the wedding, but-" "But nothing. This is better. Because now people will think it's a normal relationship, husband and wife. We can blend in easier now. But thank you for showing me the way. I'll let you use it once it's up and running." I didn't know what was happening... What... What just happened?! --- Holly had me go the next morning to the lumber and hardware store to pick up a wood and tools to build what she called my "new home". All the lumber and tools didn't bother me, but the addition of a "toilet seat" to the list was terrifying... I knew what was happening, but I did nothing to stop it. At the store, a man helped me find a few of the tools while Holly walked behind us. He said, "Building a treehouse for your kids?" I nervously replied, "Um, not exactly." Holly then said in my ear so quietly that nobody else could hear, "You're building a new toilet for me. Well, kind of. YOU are the toilet. You're building the box that will go around you." She started laughing and we finally got to leave. I built the box and was summoned to the kitchen by a bell. I sat at the table and Holly shook her head and said, "No no no. You will never be on furniture again. You ARE furniture. An appliance or a utility. You're a toilet, now. You never walk in this house again. You crawl everywhere. You may address me as 'Holly' outside, but at home it's always Mistress or Master or Owner, something that shows you understand that you're my property. You're going to continue to work, but you'll change it so all your money just direct deposits into my account. You are now responsible for all chores in the house on top of being my personal toilet. You are only allowed to go into work, no bars, no outings, nothing. You go into the office and you come home. I will send you to the store on occasion, but you will only do as your told. You're my slave when you're out of the house, too, so if I need to use the bathroom at a party or event, you'll follow me into the bathroom and I'll use you there, too. I want to blend, so just be creative." She then pulled out some papers, "Also, sign this." I said, "Can't I re-" She slapped me, "I didn't say you could speak, toilet. Toilets do not talk. Sign this. It says that when you die, I get everything. You'll likely die much younger than me because you're going to eat my shit every day." I signed it and thought about leaving. I could just leave... But... I looked up Holly's legs in her white-flesh-colored yoga pants. I saw her legs and her ass. I saw all of that and decided that maybe she was right... Holly stood up and stuck out her ass. I put my face in between her butt cheeks and she farted. "Thank you for farting in my face." "How pathetic can one person be?" ------ The first time Holly used me in the box, we tested the lever that would raise or lower me. She wanted me to be able to eat her shit and lick her ass clean, but she also didn't think the logistics would work out. After trial and error, she decided to just use wet wipes. I was laying there that first time and she came in. "I might talk a little bit, but I might talk less and less to you as time goes on. I don't want you to think of yourself as human anymore. You are my toilet. You're my toilet and you have to understand that." I watched as her perfect, giant ass moved from a standing to a seated position. Finally, I saw her anus move in and out. She farted what sounded like it came from deep within a cave or a submarine. BAAAAARRRRROUUUUUUU I felt her hot fart roll over my face. It was thick and heavy and seemed to rest directly in my mouth and nose. I knew that if I thought the fart was bad then what comes next is... The first turd was half dark chestnut and half light brown. It moved so quickly out of her asshole and her shit was now in my mouth. I couldn't believe it, but here I was, accepting this life. I could still run, but... That first turd kept coming and was only broken by a fart escaping. It was about 8 inches long and firm when the rest of it came barreling out, pushing up right under my nose. I had to take a bite and fold it so her whole turd would fit into my mouth. "Fuck that feels good. I love when I get a good shit out. Out of my body, but into yours. Keep eating my shit." The turd would have been 12 inches long as the rest of it came out in four inches. Then another turd, this one all light brown, started to push out. This one was much softer. It rested on top of her other turd that was in my mouth. Holly stood up to look down at me with her first full load in my mouth and couldn't help it and started laughing, "Look at your face!!! Look at your mouth!!! You're just sitting there covered in my poop!" She took a photo and sent it to Elena. "Sit there and eat my shit. I'm going out for a run." The only noise in the entire house was the sound of me chewing Holly's shit. ------ After a few months, we settled into a routine and Holly really didn't speak to me anymore. She would grunt or point or ring her bell, but words were no longer exchanged. She went out to dinner with Elena and they both came back to the house. They slept in their room and I made them both a big breakfast and then a big lunch. It was around 8 pm when Holly rang her bell and I ran upstairs and got into position in the box. Holly came in without so much as a hello and sat above me. It was very familiar, but no less humiliating and degrading. I read this one article about how there's no way around it how degrading it is for someone to do this to another human being. It rings true even months later. Holly's farts are a good indicator of how things will smell and this first fart was sloppy, loud, long, and rancid. SPLLLLLLPPPPPSSSSTTTTPLSPLPLSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSTTTTTTTTTTTTT Even she had a hard time with the stink of it, and this was only a fart. I heard her say under her breath, "God damn that reeks. Fuck." She blew air out of her mouth again and then I saw the soft serve type shit begin. It was literally like an ice cream machine broke because she would not stop shitting. When she thinks it will be an especially large dump, Holly has me wear this plastic tray type thing that exposes my nose and mouth, but holds all her shit there so it can funnel into my mouth. It no joke holds about what I would think was 4 VERY large dumps, but Holly filled it up in 35 seconds. I sat there and ate her shit while she played on her phone. Usually when she's done she wipes and leaves because she hates the smell of her shit, even though she's not the one that has to be in close proximity with it. I was nearly finished when I heard her chuckle and then she let another wave of shit roll!!! How could she be shitting this much!!!! The stench of her shit was enough to peel wallpaper, and here I was with it sitting in my mouth. I finally got it all down and noticed she was still sitting there. I could see her perfect ass and started crying knowing that had I protected her I'd have been able to stay married to her, but this was my rightful place. I belonged beneath her because she deserved better than me. I wanted to tell her all that and I wanted to kiss her. Instead, she farted in my face again. BBBBRBRRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMPLLLLLLUUUUUURRRRRRRRPLT A large amount of little turds then came spilling out of her ass. They weren't soft serve, but they were clumping together in my mouth and in the plastic funnel, kind of making one giant pile of shit. I was eating as fast as I could, but it just kept filling up in my funnel. She was laughing as she got all of her shit out, but she again remained seated as I struggled to eat what felt like she shit of 6 or 7 people. She'd never had a shit like that before. She lit a match and then waved it around, trying to eliminate some of the stink. It wasn't working... When I was done eating this load, only a little turd came out and it absolutely slammed into my mouth as I caught it with my tongue. She sighed in relief and finally reached for the wet wipes. I figured she'd hit the button to release me, but instead just got up and opened the door. I didn't hear steps in the hallway when I heard Elena's voice. "My god, Holly. You destroyed that thing!" "Hey, my toilet has to be able to handle anything! That was the absolute biggest shit I've ever taken in my entire life!!! Hahaha. And he had to eat it all! Thank you again for showing me the way." "Absolutely. This is a good thing. Hopefully it's ready for round two." ROUND TWO?!?!?! What?!?! I was about to shout when I remembered that toilets don't talk. And I guess toilets don't really get to choose their users... And Elena is beautiful like Holly... Oh I'm so pathetic... Elena walked over and looked down into the hole, laughing. She spit in my mouth and then pulled down her pants. She's really beautiful and her big ass cheeks spread as she sat down pointing her asshole over my mouth. Elena didn't fart, but the same soft serve kind of shit Holly let go came out. They really are sisters, you can tell by the shit. Elena filled the whole funnel, which again was probably enough shit for 4 people and I would consider that to be a MASSIVE shit if FOUR people had shit in my mouth. Here both Holly and Elena did it in one dump. "Does it feel good? My shit in your mouth? I bet it feels right. Maybe not good, but you know your place. You could stop it. But you're a weak loser. You deserve this. Eat my crap, slave." I was obeying already by eating her shit. Elena sat there for a minute, standing only to take a picture of her shit in my mouth. Laughing about how much there was. She put it on snapchat not worried about anonymity saying you couldn't even tell it was me under there because there was so much shit. She sat back down and I finished eating all of her shit. The smell in box was horrid, but started to get a little better without so much shit. All of that went away when Elena let out one of the worst farts in the history of the universe. It started small and then erupted. poooooooossssssssssssssssSSSSSAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRROOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUFFFFFFFFFRRRRRRRSTTTTTPLAAATTTT Elena was now letting an absolute monster snake of a turd fall right into my mouth. It had to be 3 feet long at LEAST. "Fuckin' TON of Mexican food from last night and then with that big ass breakfast you made me. No wonder I'm letting loose tonight. Good god. Oh... Oh wait... Oh god there's more!!!" She was laughing as another massive turd came out, this one softer and clumping together on top of the snake turd she'd just let go. She was grunting and I saw her anus pushing out with all of the shit that was now piling up. "This is UNGGGHHHHH the biggest NNNNNGGGGG shit I've ever taken!!!! NNNGGGGGHHHh ahhhhhhhh! Ahhh. Ah." She was satisfied and relieved as I sat there with her waste on my face. "Wow... I don't know how I had all that inside me. Hahahaha. Oh god that smell!!! Eat my shit faster, slave." I did my best, but it was not that fast. Finally, though, I finished it all. "Thank you for shitting in my mouth and for letting me eat your shit." Elena wanted me to lick her asshole clean, so she let me out of the box and I cleaned myself so I could properly lick her asshole clean. "The nice thing about this is there's no rough paper. The best thing is I also know you're going up and IN to my ass, so you're getting all that shit I usually miss. Ooooooooooo.... Gotta fart." I opened my mouth and a small PFRT of a fart swirled in my mouth. "Thank you for farting in my mouth." Elena laughed again, happy with the job I'd done cleaning her asshole. ---- I crawled downstairs and into the living room where Holly and Elena were so I could serve them whatever they wanted. Holly looked over and said, "Oh good, you're here, slave. So some news. Elena is going to move in with us and you're going to be her toilet, too." I would have protested, but I said nothing. Elena said, "See? You almost married that thing." "I did, but you helped me see the way." Elena said, "It could run, but it doesn't." "It knows it's place. Don't you, slave?" "I do." I really, really do... |
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