Message-ID: <28209asstr$978610206@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: "Louis Nessus" Mime-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; format=flowed X-Original-Message-ID: X-OriginalArrivalTime: 03 Jan 2001 01:44:11.0957 (UTC) FILETIME=[ABE62E50:01C07526] Subject: {ASSM} Nessus RP: Ten Days in Another Town-Day 8 (FD) Date: Thu, 4 Jan 2001 07:10:06 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: gill-bates, newsman, IceAltar This story is intended for the enjoyment of adults over the age of 18 or whatever the legal age is in your part of the universe. It contains fantasy scenes of graphic sexual activity. Please, if you are under the age of 18, or if you will be offended by such material, use your intelligence and read no further - delete file. Otherwise ....enjoy! Distribute freely if you wish but, please, not to minors Ten Days in Another Town. by Nessus Day Eight That morning I was taken to a kitchen and allowed to crouch under the table while Sammie prepared breakfast for everyone. She had all ready allowed me to shower and pee, in front of her, to my continual embarrassment. I still internally cringed at the image of me fucking the shoe while they watched but I had no control any more, I had been methodically broken down by living on the edge of fear and sexual frustration. The controller had been placed on the large table so I could not raise my ahead above the table top so I lay underneath, my nose chain connected to the table leg. Voices, the scrape of chairs and soon I was hemmed in by female legs in dresses and skirts, some with hose, others without. I strained to identify the voices as they chattered. Leonie's, Jenny's and Clare's definitely. Ah, there was CJ's and then, to my humiliation, I recognised Jana's. "Where's puppy, Sammie?" Leonie asked. "Under the table," she answered from the stove and there was a chorus of giggles. "Are you there, puppy?" Jenny called. "Yes Madam," I replied and they all laughed again. "I bet he's trying to look up our skirts," Leonie said and, as she did, someone uncrossed her legs and let them fall apart. It was a short black skirt and the woman, (I guessed it was Leonie) had black stockings, black garter belt and black lace panties. As I stared at the crotch, my cock hardened as I recognised Leonie's legs. "Are you trying to look up our skirts, puppy?" Leonie demanded. "Yes Madam," I said meekly. "Puppy is trying to look up your skirts." "Naughty puppy," she scolded, giggling, as the women all laughed and they all opened their legs. Plain white panties, white lace, pantyhose without panties and Jana's naked bald pussy. My cock throbbed and I yearned to be able to cum as the women giggled above me. "Are you hard, puppy?" CJ asked. "Yes, Madam, puppy is hard." Leonie dangled her black high heel shoe from her stocking foot. "Would puppy like to fuck my shoe?" she taunted. I had to come. "Yes Madam, puppy would like to fuck your shoe." I had arrived at the lowest point of my life and the loud laughter of the women rang in my ears. They ate their breakfast while I stared at their panties and the pouting lips of Jana's pussy. To my embarrassment, they slid their plates under the table and I ate the scraps, using only my tongue as instructed. The chairs scraped and they stood with Leonie unhooking my nose chain to lead me from the kitchen. I scuttled along next to her and found myself in a white tiled bathroom. Leonie left for a moment and returned with a bag, taking out a longer chain which she wrapped around the toilet and connected to my collar. My nose chain was left lying across the toilet so I was crouched before it, looking up at it. "Perfect," she said, smiling, placing the controller on the bench. Stunned, I watched as she placed a white board with the words `If puppy causes trouble, use this' written on it next to the controller. "Have a great day, puppy," she said and, laughing, left me alone in the bathroom. I tried to move but found I was held into this strange crouching position in front of the toilet and, as I couldn't move my hands close to my crotch, I had to stay on all fours. The door opened and closed and, as I couldn't turn my head, I had no idea who was there. "Well, well, puppy licker." It was CJ. A rustle of clothing and then she was seated on the toilet, skirt bunched around her waist and her pussy exposed. She jerked on the nose chain and forced my face against her cunt as she sat right on the edge of the toilet seat. "Open wide," she said and I opened my mouth as she leant back, pushing her pussy against my open mouth while pulling me closer with the nose chain. "Don't make a mess," she warned. Suddenly my mouth was full of her piss and I struggled to swallow as she hummed to herself, idly flicking my ear bells to make them ring. The flow ceased and, as I spluttered and coughed, CJ smiled coldly at me. "My little toilet. Aren't you, puppy?" "Yes Madam," I croaked. Puppy is your toilet." A small laugh and she nodded. "Good. Now, lick me clean." As my tongue went to work, she flicked my ear bells again. "Good. Now, make me cum." I set to work with my tongue, my throat burning and humiliated beyond belief. Can I get any lower, I thought to myself. To be used as a toilet, to be nothing more than a masturbation device, I was at the bottom. CJ groaned and moaned as my expert tongue probed and caressed her inner folds, teasing and building her to the peak as I flicked against her clitoris. I took an obscene pride in my new vocation as CJ rocked in orgasm, moaning loudly and pressing her legs around my head. My cock was hard, rock hard and I wondered why I continued to get aroused from this humiliation. I hoped it was the frustration and the sight of CJ's lovely pussy Dabbing at her pussy with some toilet tissue, she nodded approvingly. "Not bad. Not bad at all. You've picked it up well. Still," she said as she stood, "more practice won't go astray." The toilet flushed and I looked down at the swirling water below my nose as she pulled her panties on, adjusted her skirt and touched up her make up. "'Bye, puppy," she said, leaving me alone once again and I crouched back down on the floor, full of her piss and my own shame. Sometime later, the door opened again and Leonie stood above me. "Enjoying yourself, puppy?" she teased. "No Madam," I said softly. "That's funny," she said. "Your little cock is hard. Here," she said, lifting her skirt and revealing her stockings, garter belt and black lace panties, "take my panties down. I need to piss." Straining, I reached up and hooked my fingers in the waistband of the panties, gently pulling them down to a puddle of black lace around her ankles. Leonie stepped out of them and sat on the edge of the toilet seat, legs apart. "You know your place, don't you puppy?" "Yes madam," I said meekly, pressing my open mouth against her pussy. I managed to look up and saw a huge smiled on her face as she filled my mouth with her urine. Tears forming in my eyes, I managed to swallow without spilling, noting that Leonie's piss had a different flavour to CJ's. When she stopped, I dutifully licked her clean and, then, started to lick her pussy as I did for CJ. Abruptly, she jerked me back so my face was inches from her cunt. "No, puppy. You must ask first," she said severely. "Ask nicely." "Please madam," I asked, face flushing, "can puppy lick your pussy?" Leonie idly ran her fingers over her pussy lips. "I think my pussy is beautiful, puppy," she said. "Don't you?" "Please madam," I said desperately, my cock jerking wildly. "Can puppy lick your beautiful pussy?" "Of course you can, puppy." She said, smiling in victory and I launched my eager tongue to her pussy. Shortly, after my lapping and caressing, Leonie came and I continued to lick her juices until she gently pushed me away. After drying herself with tissue, she instructed me to pull her panties up while she held her skirt around her waist. When I gently tugged the black lace into place, I watched her pussy disappear from my view with a strange longing. "Would you like to say goodbye to pussy?" she said softly. "Please madam," I croaked. "Can puppy say goodbye to pussy?" "Yes, puppy. Gently kiss my panties goodbye." I leaned forward and let my lips brush against the black lace. "You love pussy, don't you puppy?" she gently prompted. "Yes madam," I said hoarsely. "Puppy loves your pussy." "No," she admonished. "Puppy loves all pussies." "Yes madam," I moaned. "Puppy loves all pussies." And I realised that was absolutely true and my degradation was complete. Leonie dropped her skirt and left the bathroom, a strange smile on her lovely face. In quick succession, I drank the urine of Clare and Jenny and then begged to lick their pussies. Obligingly, they let me and the both enjoyed intense orgasms. My humiliation was deep and my cock continually hard. Sammie entered early in the afternoon, fed me some scraps and let me beg to lick her pussy after taking her piss. I needed to piss so she had me cock my leg over the floor grate and let go while she taunted me. Late afternoon, I was shocked to see Marilyn Rome standing over me, dressed in a grey skirt, white smock and grey stockings and shoes. She lifted her skirt to show me plain white panties under her grey pantihose. "Well?" she demanded. "Please madam," I pleaded. "Can I lick your beautiful pussy?" "Excellent. And, if I want to relieve myself?" "Please madam, can I drink your piss?" Rome smiled down at me. "What if I need to defecate, puppy? I'll need wiping." Stunned, shocked and embarrassed, I couldn't help myself. "Please madam, can puppy lick your ass?" She dropped her skirt. "Excellent progress." With that, she walked out of the bathroom, leaving my with my throbbing cock and my humiliation. My last visitor was Jana who slipped in very late in the afternoon. "Hello, puppy," she said, that beautiful smile on her face as she raised her skirt and I marvelled at that beautiful bald pussy. "Please madam," I croaked. "Can puppy lick your beautiful pussy?" "Yes, puppy," she smiled, squatting in front of me so I could pursue my talent. She came quickly, very quickly and I guessed she had been turned on by the sight of me and my humiliation. I was wrong. It was the thought of what she was going to do next. Jana stood over me. "Aunt CJ told me to piss on you, puppy. Said I would enjoy it," she said, smiling down at my shocked face. "She also said you would enjoy it. Do you want me to, puppy?" My cock throbbed. "Please Madam," I begged this beautiful seventeen year old girl. "Please piss on puppy." And she did. The golden stream splashed over my shaved body and my bald head and this was, I knew, the complete degradation. I liked her dry and she dropped her skirt. "Aunt CJ was right," she said. "I did enjoy it." As I watched her leave, I also knew that, perversely, I enjoyed it as it was the only intimate contact I had had in over a week. I lay down in the puddle of piss and waited for Sammie or someone to take their puppy for a bath. 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