Message-ID: <44284asstr$1063411803@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Received: from smtp01.mrf.mail.rcn.net (smtp01.mrf.mail.rcn.net [207.172.4.60]) by sara.asstr-mirror.org (8.12.9/8.12.9/Debian-1) with ESMTP id h8CG0H3b014057 for ; Fri, 12 Sep 2003 12:00:17 -0400 X-Received: from 66-44-110-224.s2256.apx2.lnhdc.md.dialup.rcn.com ([66.44.110.224] helo=default) by smtp01.mrf.mail.rcn.net with smtp (Exim 3.35 #4) id 19xqLC-0004cM-00 for story-ckought69@hotmail.com; Fri, 12 Sep 2003 12:00:11 -0400 X-Original-Message-ID: <3F61EEAF.6648@erols.com> From: Mia Sharona Reply-To: tacolzrd@erols.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit ReSent-Date: Fri, 12 Sep 2003 12:28:13 -0400 (EDT) ReSent-From: ASSTR Administration ReSent-To: ReSent-Subject: [story-ckought69@hotmail.com] Ling Gets Abused Part 2 (Ff scat humiliation) ReSent-Message-ID: X-ASSTR-Original-Date: Fri, 12 Sep 2003 12:05:03 -0400 Subject: {ASSM} Ling Gets Abused Part 2 (Ff scat humiliation) X-Original-Subject: [story-ckought69@hotmail.com] Ling Gets Abused Part 2 (Ff scat humiliation) Date: Fri, 12 Sep 2003 20:10:03 -0400 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: dennyw, newsman Little Ling Gets Abused Part Two Ling sat trembling, her mouth open in shock. She had never dreamed such bizarre things went on between two women, much less between Mothers and Daughters. Anne seemed absorbed in the cunnilingus being given her by the teen servant girl, but opened her eyes, taking Lings hand in her own. Her voice was husky and breathless as if deep in passion. "Ling darling..wasn't that perfectly nasty?" She grinned unapologeticly. "I'm sure right now you are wondering if the gutter would be preferable to this can of worms you've opened coming here." Ling looked about still shaking. "Ling speak English bad." she said. "Ling know not these things. You want Ling to be like movie girls?" Anne smiled wickedly. "Before you say no, perhaps you might like to see what more I have to offer." Anne opened her purse raking out a large emerald, a gem some easily worth a lifetime of labor to a poor Asian like Ling. "This stone is appraised to be worth about ten thousand American dollars. That's more money than you will ever see begging till you are an old, old woman. It is yours if you star in my movie, and get other girls your age to star in my movie. I need about 20 girls between the ages of six and twelve. None can yet have developing breasts." Anne gestured by pointing to her own breasts and then to Ling's. "Girls must be flat here." She explained carefully. "Tell each girl she will be given one thousand American dollars for two weeks work. Tell each girl what she must do. That will include everything you saw in this movie." Ling stared at the shining gem. Though some of the words she failed to comprehend, the gem was a most eloquent spokesman. "This for Ling?" she marveled entranced. Anne closed her hand around the gem "Only if Ling does Anne's bidding. Ling must be toilet girl. Ling must make all her friends toilet girls." Ling thought about the gem. "Toilet girl" she had figured out from the movie. Could she do such a thing even for that great fortune? Tears welled up in her ebony eyes. "Ling not sure Great Lady Anne." Anne held the servant girls face to her pussy as she began to orgasm..."Oh shit..what a great way to conduct business.." she purred. Panting with sweat on her brow she smiled at Ling. "Sleep on the idea Ling. If you don't I will hire another little girl tomorrow who will. Pity, this gem will make you a rich woman. It could help your family, you would never again be hungry." Ling was given her own bed that night. Anne made no attempt to have sex with Ling, or worse, do that other toilet girl thing she wanted. This made Ling feel a little better. At least she knew whatever she decided it would be her choice, and not force. Too often the little girl had felt powerless in making her own choices. None of her life had allowed her this luxury thus far. That night Ling dreamed of great banquets of delicious food, herself a princess covered in rare jewels, her house a grand palace filled with servants tending her every whim. She felt hunger beyond belief and called for her servant to bring her a tray to satisfy this emptiness. As the beautiful servant girl lifted the cover, a plate covered in shit lay before her. Feeling starvation gnawing at her stomach she didn't care, but grabbed the shit with both her hands, stuffing it into her mouth greedily. Around her she saw the faces of her servants laughing and laughing. "Girl toilet, girl toilet." they chanted. Ling sat up awake, her body covered in sweat. "A dream" she said half aloud. It was still the middle of the night. Ling drifted back into a second dream, this time she was still a beggar in the mean streets. She wandered by the window of a luxury restaurant and peered inside. Again she felt starvation making her weak. Inside she saw Lady Alice at a table filled with foods. Alice smiling, looked out the window at Ling. As Ling smiled back she noticed Alice's eyes following someone else outside the restaurant walking behind her. Ling turned to see Swe, her friend walking into the restaurant, sitting down at the table with Lady Anne. Swe began to eat, as Lady Anne turned her back to the window. Suddenly Lings hunger became unbearable as she began to collapse. No one seemed to notice her there on the sidewalk. She cried out for Anne....but she didn't hear. Swe smiled taking another bite of a rich fat dumpling. This time as Ling awoke it was early morning. The sound of roosters filled the air outside the hotel. It was a custom of the country for many to keep fighting cocks tied to a string in their front yard. The death sport was part of the culture, but the roosters, still being roosters, began crowing at 4 am so sleeping late was rarely customary. 200 roosters within earshot made it difficult. "What racket." Anne stumbled into the room pushing closed the window. "I can't imagine putting up with that caterwauling every day." "Good Morning Lady Anne." Ling bowed respectfully. "Ling has given most thought to your kind offer. Ling agrees to be ...toilet girl. Please to hire no other." Ling blushed deeply at the thought of her Devil's bargain. "Thats wonderful Ling." Anne smiled taking Ling's hands in her own. "You won't regret this. But just to be sure, come into the bathroom. Try it once with me, and if you can't take it, I will give you one hundred dollars for your time and find another." "You want Ling to Toilet Girl ....now?" fear wavered in the young girls voice. "No time like the present Ling." Anne smiled. "Besides its morning and I need to void my bowels. No point wasting it." Ling felt panic rising up inside her. Anne led her into the bathroom which was very spacious even by American standards. It was certainly a larger room than most of the shanties people of her country lived in with large families. A toilet, a sunken marble bath with gold fixtures, a large mirror and wash basin, as well as a tv built into the wall, telephone and a walk in shower. Ling had seen these the previous day. What she hadn't seen before was the camera equipment set up during the night. There were funny looking silver umbrellas on standing tripods. There were very bright lights standing on other tripods. There was also a large, rather imposing looking camera standing on a special stand mounted on wheels. It was pointed toward the toilet. Ling swallowed and looked into the lights like a deer caught before a mac truck. "Ok Great lady. Ling very scared. Please to be kind." she said in a little trembling voice. "That's the right attitude." Anne reached around kissing Ling on the mouth. Ling had never had an adult kiss before and was surprised to feel a tongue enter her mouth. It felt strange but Ling didn't resist, and soon found herself relaxing a little as Anne explored Ling's unbudding breasts, and soon was working her fingers in Lings prepubescent mound. Ling felt her heart pounding hard within her breast, her breath was quickened and she felt a clammy sweat on her skin. She was a little excited by this behavior, but this was only kissing. How bad would it be when "IT" was in her mouth? She had eaten garbage many times..but this was lower. MUCH lower. Ling felt her new gown fall to the floor. She was naked. Anne stopped kissing the child and moved to the camera switching it on. "This is Davao City and I'm here with Ling, a girl of the street I met here. Anne pointed the camera at Ling who hid her nakedness with her hands." Ling has agreed to try toilet sex for the first time this morning. Since we are here alone I will act as the bearer, so forgive the stationary camera." "Ling, please go to the toilet and sit down." Anne commanded. Ling obeyed. She looked up, her eyes full of trouble and fear, she was close to tears. "Ling, do you need to go pee? Do you need to make shit? If you can I want you to." Anne said. "Pee only." Ling said meekly. "Actually she could have gone the other way but was too embarrassed to say so. "Please do so sweetie." Anne coaxed, "but open your legs nice and wide so we can see it." Ling slowly opened her knees as her face deepened into a blush. She found it hard to urinate while being watched, but eventually the full bladder won and a trickle tinkled into the awaiting bowl. Soon her tinkle was done and her tiny slit dripped it's last dribbles and squirts. "Very good honey. Can you please try and shit for me?" Anne again conjowled. "It would really make me happy." "I try again." said Ling dutifully. She began to push. "Ling, can you stand and turn around? Squat over the toilet but spread your bottom for me while you try." Anne asked. Ling stood and strattled the bowl bending forward over the water. She grabbed her small asscheeks and spread them looking back over her shoulder. "Hard to make toilet like this." Ling said. "Keep trying Ling." Anne had shed her nightgown and was fingering her own pussy as she filmed. "You are a bit thin, but are soooo beautiful." Ling felt her bowls responding. She closed her eyes and pushed, feeling the remains of the meal from the previous night flood out of her, along with a lot of embarrassing farting noises. Her stool was loose and splattered the sides of the toilet bowl. Some missed and hit the floor. "Oh so sorry!" Ling bowed still holding her messy asscheeks apart. "Ling clean up floor!" "No, its ok Ling." Anne smiled. "Leave it. It makes a good backdrop. Now Ling, I want you to sit before the toilet with you face to me. I want you to lean your head back over the bowl." Ling sensed that the moment of truth was at hand. "You make toilet now?" "Yes Ling." Ann strattled Ling's body, pointing her own bottom over Ling's face. "You be a good girl and try to eat and drink whatever I send down to you..ok?" Ling nodded, opening her mouth. Sitting in her own shit was uncomfortable, but that wasn't what she was aware of. Staring for the first time into a grown woman's spread anus was indeed a new experience. Annes butt was quite white, unlike the American women in the film it wasn't hairy. The pink pucker reminded Ling of some seafood she had seen at market. This entire surreal experience seemed very dreamlike. Ling steeled herself and tried the think about the gem. That was made far more difficult when Anne began to pee in Lings mouth. It was a torrent of piss. She swallowed and gasp only to choke on even more piss. It tasted different than she imagined. It was warm, watery, with a pungent taste like water from a ditch. Perhaps ditch water tasted like piss because men piss there. Ling reasoned. The torrent subsided as Anne moaned, wanking her pussy as she defiled this beautiful little girl. "How are we doing?" she looked down at Ling." Anne smiled wickedly "Ling wet." She answered. "Ladies pee shames Ling, but Ling can bear." "Good girl, because I am about to really shame you. Do you still think you can eat my shit?" Anne smiled down, looking through her legs. "Ling try, Great lady Anne." Ling replied. "If Ling get sick you still hire Ling?" "If you vomit? So long as you try and swallow it you may throw up all you like." Anne laughed. Anne began to push her diaphragm. Her crinkly anus began first to smooth then to bulge. Ling stared transfixed at the orifice, both disgusted by its obsceneness and drawn by complete unfamiliarity. She watched as the bulge pushed out, a glistening brown circle in its center growing larger and wider. The asshole suddenly vomited out its first birth and a rounded log about 3 inches long dropped into Lings open mouth. Ling closed her mouth around the bitter fruit. Its taste was vile. It reminded her of the rottenest peppers she ever pulled from a refuse heap, but both creamy and textured with bits of stringy fibers. Making a distressed face she began to try to chew it. Anne looked down most amused by poor Lings ordeal. "Do you like the taste honey?" Speaking with her mouth still full of half chewed shit, Ling replied as best she could.."It most bad taste. Ling can eat." Dribbles of half liquid shit ran from the corners of Ling's mouth. She chewed until satisfied it was not going to get any easier to swallow, then forced herself to let it down her throat. Her first reaction was a dry heave..trying to wretch it back up..but somehow Ling kept the awful mess in her stomach. Anne looked down still spreading her asscheeks inches above Lings face. "Good girl!" She praised. "The first mouthful is the worst. Now..I am going to fill your mouth, but don't worry if some overflows on your face. Just keep your head back and try not to let it fall off. Anne began to push again as a longer softer rope of shit began to slither from her poop hole. It smelled worse, was far less firm and much lighter brown in color. As it hit the tongue of Ling she noted the acidic taste was also far stronger. Her nose was the bigger problem. The stench was incredible. As predicted her mouth was filled in an instant and she felt the warm wet slime piling up around her mouth, over the bridge of her nose, across her eyes. This shit hardly needed chewing, but swallowing was no easier. Breathing was becoming a problem as her nose was now buried in crap. It was either swallow or move, and she feared being disobedient so she swallowed the second helping of slimy feces. Gasping for air Ling felt Anne's ass pushing down into her face, moving up, then down, mashing the shit into her nose and eyes. She felt it ooze down into her ears and hair and heard the sounds of turds plopping into the toilet below her head. Anne lifted her now filthy buttocks from the little girl with the sounds of sticky crackling as the shit separated, clinging to her butt, and the far more pervasive shit coating poor Ling's entire face and hair. Ling snorted the shit from her nostrils, sputtering for breath, the inside of her mouth as coated as the rest of her. Ling reached up and wiped the shit from her eyes, opening them cautiously. Her lashes stuck together with brown goo, but she managed to look up into Anne's brown ass. "Did Ling so it right?" she managed to gasp through struggling breaths. "That was beautiful Ling." Anne was orgasming as she spoke. "Turn around and wash your face off in the toilet. Then lick the bowl clean." Ling turned to the disgusting toilet. It was running with globs of shit. The water was brown with more filth. Reaching in with her hands she took the water, and washed her face. It lightened the brown and made her "clean", though still very much coated with a thinner watery mess. Leaning forward she began to lick the porcelain clean, looking up at Ann, who now was operating the camera. This took considerable time, especially since Anne insisted she both lick the toilet all the way to water level, and fish out and eat any remaining turds big enough to float. At least they were less offensive to taste, as they were saturated with water. "Now." Anne smiled. "Lick my ass clean and lets go to breakfast" END OF PART TWO -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ------ send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderators: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |ASSM Archive at Hosted by | |Discuss this story and others in alt.sex.stories.d; look for subject {ASSD}| +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+