Karla in a Heap of Shit by Karen

Karla was puzzled as she read the note attached to the photograph she found in her mailbox. She did not recognize the name 'Reba' attached to it and was not at all familiar with the ritzy section of town from which it came. She did clearly understand the note, however. It was very simple and explicit. "Be at 1102 Briley Park Way at 4:00 PM or else." The attached photo left no doubt as to what the 'or else' meant. It graphically displayed Karla with her married lady friend. Both were naked and Karla was lapping her tongue eagerly into the spread asshole of her lady friend. If these pictures ever made their way to this lady friend's husband... or to Karla's boss... she didn't even want to think of the results. How did she get these pictures? What would happen to her now? It did not matter in the least. The bottom line... Karla would be at 1102 Briley this very afternoon.

Trembling, Karla waited for the ring of the doorbell to be answered. The mansion she arrived at was elaborate and spoke of the wealth of the occupants. They can't need money so it's not blackmail, she thought as she waited.

The heavy wood doors swung open and a petite little blond girl poked her head around it's edge. She wore the tiny, frilly cap of a maid. "Yes mam... can I help you?" she squeaked in a very young voice.

"I'm Karla... I think I'm expected," Karla's voice trembled with excited fright.

"Yes ma'am, Ms. Karla." The girl opened the door wider as a silent invitation for Karla to enter. Cautiously, Karla stepped across the threshold into what would be the most thrilling, frightening and humiliating experience of her young life. She knew immediately that she was in for it. The little blond, she later learned to be 'Blondie', wore nothing but that little cap. Her little maturing body was extremely well-shaped for it's sixteen years of growth. Humiliated, Blondie attempted to hide her little pussy with one hand while cradling her huge titties in her other arm. The effort was futile, for while she was able to cover her little twat with one hand, her tits spilled out of her other arm. Even in her own predicament, Karla had to giggle at the little girl's plight.

"I'm sorry ma'am, Mistress Reba does not allow help to wear clothes... they get in the way of other activities. Please follow me," Blondie simply stated as she turned and jiggled her tight little ass before Karla down small steps into a large parlor. Her feet sank three inches into the white, fluffy carpet as she walked. Here, Karla met the mysterious Mistress Reba.

"Mistress Reba, this is that Karla gal," Blondie bowed obediently and wiggled away to some other unrevealed duties. Karla stood as if paralyzed with shock. The elaborate surroundings were dwarfed by the glamorous body of Reba. She was a flaming redhead with a face and body designed by the gods. She wore a red silk robe which was form-fitting and trimmed with fur.

She drew lightly on a long, ivory cigarette holder and deeply inhaled. Karla knew it was not normal smoke. Reba smiled seductively and licked her cherry red lips with an unmistakingly female-loving tongue. Her blue eyes played up and down Karla's trembling body... burning right through her own clothes to the curves and folds beneath. Karla felt them as solidly as firm caresses of passionate hands and she shuddered with arousal. Fear, desire, shame... all mixed inside Karla to increase the shivering of her expectant body. She felt the uncontrolled wetness begin in her pubic region and was again shamed by it.

Slowly, Reba raised the brown envelope and waved it for Karla to observe. "Here is the evidence which makes you mine. I have no intentions of giving it to you... no matter what you do for me. You can't earn the right to have it. I obviously don't need money, so you will pay me in other ways. You will pay and pay and pay some more," she giggled meanly.

"I don't understand... I... I," Karla began to lie.

"Oh, I think you do... in part anyway," Reba continued, "I think you do but I will elaborate for you. You see, I can buy any girl I want and pay her to do all the special things I like but what I can't buy is that attitude I need. I don't enjoy willing participants, whatever the cost. Girls I buy will do ANYTHING for a dollar or a hit. You can't embarrass them no matter what you order. I want a girl that is humiliated, degraded and totally devastated by the acts I order her to provide for me. You, Karla, are to be that girl for as long as I desire. I have studied you well and know your aptitude for eating shit. I know you do so out of a need to be dominated and controlled and not a love of the filthiness of it's taste. I know more than you imagine I do. You will grovel at my feet and beg to eat my shit and more. You will complete each and every task I put you to... regardless. You have no choice but to obey. You don't... these go to the proper people to cause you more trouble than you can ever imagine. You would probably be run out of town when they hit the press," Reba laughed.

"No... Please... not the press... how could you do that?" Karla protested.

"Oh, I could, baby. Believe me, I could and will unless you cooperate," she threatened Karla who now had real tears of humiliation running down her cheeks.

"Wha... what must I do?" Karla squeeked.

"First, get out of those rags. I want to see that pretty body of yours in the flesh," Reba ordered curtly.

"Ohhhhh... !" Karla moaned as her fingers worked open the buttons of her blouse. She felt cheap, like a stripper, as she peeled the blouse away from her braless tits and exposed them to the burning eyes of her tormentress. She felt her tits swing heavily forward as she bent to step out of her skirt and blushed with the knowledge of the picture that she gave Reba. Standing there, she was as naked as the day she came into this world. Other than her married friend and a couple of other lady associates, no one had seen her without clothing and she was mortified.

Karla could find no comfortable position for her hands. Having tried a dozen different positions without feeling comfortable, she stood with them limply hanging at her sides. Her face was downcast, unable to look into the eyes prying into every nook and cranny of her loins. She blushed a crimson red from tip to toe. Reba giggled at her youthful embarrassment, loving every minute of it. Karla felt the hidden, secret desire to be humiliated broil up in her pussy, spread up her milk white tummy and zing into her bud nips. She felt the melting heat of desire churning in her tummy and her body reacted with tremors of passion and gasps for breath. This obvious display of excitement humiliated her even more. She could not understand her own body. Why did it react in the opposite direction to what it should react. Reba noticed this reaction and smiled with pleasure.

"Finally... finally," Reba breathed in a whisper. "Open those legs, girl. Show me what you offer down there. Expose to me your most cherished possessions," Reba directed in short, passion-filled breaths.

"Ohhhh!" Karla protested even as she slid her legs apart. She felt the cool air dip into her slit as it parted to the spread of her thighs. Her blush renewed and covered her body. Her head began to spin as light headedness set in. She realized she was hooked. What this woman wanted to do to her, cause her to feel... she wished even more to experience it.

Feeling a sharp sting in both her nipples, Karla opened her eyes from the sex-induced daze she was experiencing to find Reba pulling on both of her erect nipples.

"Come, come child. It's time to begin your life-long degradation," she snickered as she pulled Karla by her right nipple through the double doors which joined the parlor to a much larger roorn.

"Nooooo, Ahhh, noooo!!" Karla protested as she slapped her tiny hands to the most important parts of her naked body in a futile attempt to conceal all the female flesh exposed there.

Reta had guided her coldly and totally emotionally unprepared into a room filled with beautiful ladies. They all applauded as Reba dragged her through the door, obviously anxious to get on with whatever it was Reba had in mind for her. On a small stage in front of the seated group of women, Karla noticed little Blondie lying naked in the fluffy carpet of the stage floor. A fat toy pacifier was plugged into her puckered asshole. She lay on her back with her legs thrown up and wide apart. In her left hand she held a gallon baby bottle half full of a slimy substance Karala recognized as a blended mix of human shit and piss. Blonde eagerly nursed the ooze from the attached nipple as her right hand vigorously worked a large gourd-shaped baby rattler in out out of her gaping pussy hole.

The exploited condition of little Blondie did nothing to decrease the humiliation poor Karla felt as a result of her own lewd exposure to these women. She drew her eyes away from the lewdly displayed little Blondie and boiled with embarrassment. Every eye in the group of women was blistering into her private parts. Reba tugged on her nipple, pulling her towards the degraded Blondie who was moaning and hunching her hard little ass wildly and fist fucking her own pussy with the huge handle of the rattler.

"Guess who is going to be our baby "sucker," honey?" Reba laughed as she tweeked the nipple painfully and grinned at the audience.

"Oohhhhh... nooooo!!" was the only reply little Karla could manage. She knew very well it was to be her. Knew exactly what was coming... hated it... loved it... burned with passion, digust, humiliation... elation... she could not decide which feeling she hated most. She was one dominated girl, that she was sure of.

Reba led her up on the stage beside the squirming, hunching Blondie. "BLONDIE... BLONDIE!!!" Reba had to fairly scream at the child to get her attention away from her slurping pussy.

"Uh... huh... Mistress Reba," she panted, still hunching on the dildo.

"It's time to do your stuff... like I told you. Remember?" Reba coaxed.

'Yes, Mistress Reba. I remember good," the child reluctantly withdrew the rattler from her twitching pussy and licked it clean as she rolled on her back. She curled her ass up so that it was pointed at the ceiling and spread her legs even wider into a split "T". Karla wondered at the agility of the girl as she reached back and popped the huge plug out of her asshole and placed it into her pretty little mouth. She grunted and Karla saw the tender meat around her asshole push out into a little cone as her puckered and unplugged asshole opened. Like a slow running volcano, a soft pile of brown shit rolled out of the hole. It was the consistency of soft butter and piled up in the girl's ass crack and spilled over to ooze into her gaping pussy hole and slit. The smell was horrendous; Karla wondered as to what she had been fed to cause her to produce such a foul-smelling mess of this consistency. The watching women applauded her efforts and Reba directed the already mortified Karla. "OK, honey, there is your meal." So saying, Reba picked up the discarded rattler and shoved the handle into the mushy mess directly over the cunt hole of little Blondie. She poked and jabbed to the accompanying grunts of pleasure from Blondie until she felt it sink into the girl's shit-covered little pussy hole. She then worked it rapidly, almost violently in and out of the hole so the fluffy shit mass was sucked deep into the girl's little pussy. Groans from the girl were blocked out by the cheers of the watching women. They were ecstatic for they, like Karla, knew exactly how that shit douche was going to be cleaned out of her pussy hole.

"Well... is she gonna stare the shit off her or lick it off?" Another petite woman seated on the front row giggled as she vigorously frictioned her swelled clit with her own hands.

This crude statement snapped Karla out of her trance. She realized that she had been staring at the scene with eyes and mouth wide open, much as a child would stare at a large dish of ice cream. Karla blushed anew. All these women were going to watch her eat this stinking shit pile off this girl's twat and ass. Reba stepped back, waving Karla into this foul mess. Karla knelt with her head spinning. It was almost as if this wasn't happening, as if she were watching a degrading movie, withdrawn, not a participant, yet there. In her dazed mind, Karla felt that if she did not kneel quickly she would lose control and collapse to the floor. Her humiliation was so great, it threatened to rob her of her consciousness. This close to the shit pile, her nose sucked in the acrid stench of the crap. Her nostrils stung with the acidity of the aroma. Her head turned involuntarily away and the roar of laughter from the ladies sent the firey blush of humiliation again cascading up and down her naked frame, turning her timid little body to crimson. She had no choice. No woman would voluntarily sink her face into such a putrid and repulsive offering but Karla knew she was helpless to resist. She lowered her mouth with tongue extended long and curled upward at its trembling pink tip. With a sweep of her head she scooped a huge clump of the shit mass onto her tongue and lapped it repulsively into her pretty mouth. Instantly, she reacted to the taste and grimaced as she swallowed. Karla slung her head from side to side as the girls roared with approval. Karla was devastated. She could not interrupt her reaction to all this. Her pussy was pouring forth its juices as if the most desirable woman in the world had her face buried in it and had her mouth sucking it into vibrations. Still, she was so humiliated her world spun around her. She loved her forced conditions... eating shit from a pussy with all these women watching and cheering her on... but... hated it at the same time. No matter what she felt she had no control. They could force her to do whatever they wanted. Karla had little time to consider her tangled feelings. The immediate problem was fighting the urge of her tummy to reject the mouthful she had just sent it. Even as she dipped her head a second time into the mess, the previous clump was bouncing up and down in her esophagus. A second scoop followed and a third with more ease. As her stomach became accustomed to this repulsive meal, Karla did not become at all accustomed to the howls of the masturbating women. Within a few minutes the huge pile of shit had been whittled down to smears of thick brown shit scattered over Blondie's pussy, ass and tummy and the part that had to be sucked and licked from the young girl's two holes. It was a pussy no matter how it was displayed and she dipped her tongue directly into it and plunged deep. Blondie squealed at the welcome intrusion into her girlhood and began rotating her hips in heated desire.

"What say we give Karla a little treat as a reward for being such a good shit-eater," Reba giggled.

"Yes, yes," they all roared in unison.

Reba turned Karla over on the stage platform and Karla noticed Blondie greasing her hands and arms up, both of them.

"Know what's coming?" Reba smiled at Karla.

"No," Karla lied. She knew good and well what was coming.

"You little liar," Reba smacked Karla on the ass with her whip. "Blondie here is going to open your asshole up, bigger than you've ever had it before."

Blondie began working her fingers up into Karla's back puckered orifice and in no time was sliding her fingers, four fingers, in and out with the flat of her hand. She did this several moments before she folded over her thumb and cupped her hand into a tight fist and began rotating her hand back and forth while keeping a constant pressure. Little by little, Karla felt her asshole open up as more and more of Blondie's hand forced her asshole open. Then, when she had pushed the widest section of her hand into tight hole, she stopped and began working the fingers of her other hand up into Karla's already stretched asshole. Little by littltle slut whether you admit it or not," Reba scolded.

It was true. Karla knew it was. She was a shit-eater. A humiliated, shamed, degraded, lower than a worm's belly, shit-eating whore, Karla thought as her head began to spin with shame and humiliation.

"I CAN'T HOLD IT ANY LONGER!!! I've got to feed this little shit-eater!!!" came a cry from the crowd.

Karla, shocked back to reality, jerked her head in the direction of the shrill crowd. A very pretty little redhead lady was running toward her, her large tits flopping wildly as she came. She was certainly in a hurry to humiliate Karla even more. Reba did nothing to stop the woman as she rolled Karla over onto her back, the buried hands and arms in her ass causing her extreme pain. The bald pussy of the redhead was gaping, descending over Karla's waiting mouth.

"Oh fuck if she shits," Karla thought..."I cain't eat another bite."

Squealing with delight, the girl crushed her fat pussy into Karla's waiting face and, gurgling her pleasure, ground her swollen clit into her waiting, open mouth. Karla delighted in this sort of female pleasure. She knew well the very technique of clit homage. Pulling it with her cupped tongue and sucking it like a baby calf on a cow's teat, she set the girl to bawling with pleasure. The hips of the girl vibrated with uncontrolled passion and her cunt wiped it's cum juice across the expanse of Karla's face. Karla was relentless with her tongue torture of the swelling little hard nipple in her mouth. She raked it with her teeth and the girl squealed with pleasure and quaked so violently that her tits were slapping together audibly. Over the sounds of slapping tits, panting, groaning, yelping and the slurp of her own cum-filled mouth, Karla could just make out the applauding cheers of the watching women. She never forgot they were there however, and watching her every degrading move. The somewhat subdued redhead slid forward so Karla's tongue slipped down the slimy slit and dipped into her woman hole. Karla felt her shudder and gurgle deep in her throat from the blazing wave of pleasure this created. Karla hoped the manipulation of the woman's pussy would delay the inevitable deposition of shit into her already overstaffed tummy. It worked for many long moments as the girl enjoyed Karla's expert tongue deep in her pussy. Reluctantly, the girl raised above Karla's stretched head and avoided the tongue as she positioned her other pink puckered hole for Karla's attention. Karla circled the star-shaped orifice with the soft, pink tip of her tongue and felt the sphincter muscles vibrate. She used this knowledge to further delay the inevitable. She played around the hole with her tongue, puckering her lips and sucking on it like a vacuum and shoved her tongue between the pulsating coils of membrane to dip into the hot depths of degradation.

This pleasure, sucking and teasing of this golden cave of perfection was just more than the little redhead could tolerate. Almost involuntarily her bowels let go of their grip on the longest, fattest turd ever produced by human asshole. It entered Karla's mouth unexpectedly and filled it with its width. Karla gulped. She was unprepared to accept the turd and unwilling to swallow it. The taste wasn't bad, or so Karla thought, based upon her previous meal. She had to jerk her mouth off the turd to catch her breath. This gave the cheering audience their first glimpse of what was happening and they went wild with shouts of encouragement and praise for the girl in producing such a magnificent specimen of shit. They knew, as did Karla, that this fresh offering would have to be chewed before it could be swallowed.

Karla glanced toward Reba in hopes she might allow her to avoid forcing more shit into her already overstuffed stomach. Her hopes were dashed however, as she saw Reba sitting in an easy chair with both legs spread wide over separate arms of the chair. In both hands she held giant rubber vibrating dildoes. She shoved one in and out of her pussy while the other was worked in little fast circles deep inside her asshole. There would be no reprieve from Reba. Realizing this, Karla turned back to the monster above her face. She raised her head and circled the hanging monster turd with her bared teeth and chomped through a good portion of the soft, smooth turd. It felt lumpy and acrid to the taste but she managed to chew it into a thin consistency and with much difficulty swallow it.

The girl waited for Karla to open her mouth for another bite and, at the precise moment she was closing her teeth, the girl sat down squarely onto Karla's gagging mouth and throat. This shoved the remaining six inches of the bit-off turd right down Karla's gagging throat. It was much too big to swallow but she had no choice. Choking and gagging, Karla bit the turd away from her ass and coughing, gasping for breath, chewing, heaving and spitting, Karla managed to both chew and swallow the shit without losing consciousness from loss of breath. Gagging and sputtering, Karla could hear the roar of laughter from the watching women and she almost fainted with embarrassment. She fully realized the show she must be giving these ladies with her effort to swallow this human waste. Giggling like a school girl, the redhead trotted back to a little brunette who instantly buried her face in the redhead's pussy and began slurping.

By now, little Blondie had completely buried both her arms, well past her elbows. So caught up in her shit-eating, Karla had noticed little at her other end, but now it came back to her in a terrible rectal pain and she began flinching and twisting all over the floor of the stage.

Reba came up to the blond at Karla's ass and had her withdraw her arms. "It's time we take you into another room," Reba giggled. Karla was then led into separate, smaller room. All took seats except Reba and Karla. Karla was staring at the upturned butt of a young brunette, naked of course. She was tied over a waist-high bar with her feet and wrists secured to separate posts supporting the bar. A harness around her hips held a tube embedded deep in her asshole and leading down to her mouth. It was secured in her mouth by a strap around her head. She had obviously been fed an elixir of fiber-based food. The tube was of clear plastic and gobs of runny shit could be seen seeping along the length of it and flooding into her mouth. She was struggling to swallow her own shit to avoid drowning in it. Occasionally, a rumble would be heard and the shit was shoved along the tube, rapidly exploding into her mouth. These rumblings were obviously farts of some volume; each time they happened, the girl struggled against her bonds. It was very clear she was having trouble swallowing the shit fast enough. She was recirculating her shit through her own body, in one end and out the other to the original again, over and over with disgusting rapidity.

Reba pointed to a set of manacles attached to the floor and Karla did not have to be told what to do, it was obvious to her. She knelt and secured her own wrists in the cuffs. Following a rumble and while the brunette was trying to cope with a mouthful of shit and gas, Reba unsnapped the tube leading into the girl's mouth and quickly popped the tube into Karla's mouth and snapped it in place. The tube was empty for the moment as the gaseous explosions from the girl's ass had cleared it of shit. Instantly however, it received gushes of shit from the raw asshole of the tortured girl. The shit rapidly worked its way to the horrified mouth of Karla who watched it descend with wide eyes. She was not at all sure she could swallow a single additional drop and if she didn't she would surely choke to death. The drama was climaxed however, when deep within the bowels of the girl, a rumbling gurgle exploded out her ass as a magnificent fart. The expelled gas blasted the shit down the tube and down poor Karla's throat. Her throat overfilled and backed up into her mouth. Both mouth and throat clogged with shit prevented air from entering her struggling lungs. She gulped, swallowed and gulped again over and over until finally she was able to suck a deep breath of air into her lungs. Almost at the same time the silt of shit was drizzling into her mouth, another rumble was heard. The blast of gas again filled her throat with shit and she had little time to contemplate her humiliating position of forced nudity, shit food and watching women. The ensuing choking of fume-forced shit held her attention and occupied her totally. She was intent on swallowing as much shit as possible just to be able to survive the choking mess being forced down her throat. Tied as she was, she was helpless to do otherwise. She was sure she had swallowed tons of shit over a period of hours but in reality the whole ordeal lasted less than a half hour. She was overfilled with shit and gas. Her tummy bloated and huge gushes of gas-forced shit began to explode out of her own ass and into a waiting pan. Reba allowed the flow to continue until she was satisfied with the amount collected. Giggling meanly, she slammed a huge butt plug into poor Karla's asshole. This she did without warning, preparation or ceremony. She simply held the fat pointed plug aimed at the puckered brown hole and slammed her fist forward so the plug split the sphincter open and buried itself in Karla's little asshole. Karla was sure she had set off an explosion of gunpowder in her asshole. She gagged and quivered in pain as more gushes of shit filled her mouth and throat. She felt the pressure building in her bowels but was unable to expel it past the plug. She was sure that if Reba did not remove the plug or the tube soon, she would not be able to survive. Very little room was left inside her throat and none in her stomach, guts or bowels. Reba, cruelly giggling, placed her naked foot on poor Karla's tummy and pressed down. The women applauded as shit squirted from Karla's mouth into the tube and gushed back into the tortured asshole of the contributing girl. The little girl squealed with raw pain and total discomfort. The little girl could hold no more shit in her ass and expelled it immediately with much gut rumbling and squealings and squirmings. The ladies watching roared with laughter but poor Karla hardly heard them. The shit vomit enema shot back down the tube filled her mouth again. She was sure her time was up and resigned herself to this plight when she felt the strap loosened and the tube jerked from her mouth. Shit gushed out and splashed over her tits and tummy as she gulped in huge volumes of air. Even as she was unhooked from the girl and allowed to sit up, shit continued to gush from her mouth and she gasped for breath. Staggering, she was lead by giggling girls from the room to a smaller room set up like a bathroom. The difference was in the furnishings. In one corner was a special frame device with a little girl on her back, naked and with her face up to form a receptacle for the ladies' piss and shit. The tub was the destination of Karla, who was somewhat recovering from her plight. She was aided in stepping into the tub and made to lie on her naked back. She was required to pull open her own pussy lips and spread her legs wide. Each lady present then empied her bladder and bowels onto and into poor Karla. When all had finished, Karla was covered with a slime of piss and shit and lay in a silty stinking mess of the mixture half way up her body. Her pussy was full of the piss/shit mixture and she had her face covered and her mouth and nose filled with the mess. A grown woman aided poor Karla from the tub, after a cleansing, and allowed her to sit on the face of the commode girl and dump her full asshole into the gulping mouth. Karla had no mercy on the girl as she dumped her pain-filled asshole into her mouth. Karla was then led to a long winding staircase. Her mouth dropped open and her eyes stared in disbelief.

"Mistress... Mistresss... You!" Karla gasped as she looked at her lady friend with whom she had had the photos taken. "Did they force you... where did they get our pictures... I... I..."

"No... No... Dear Karla... You misunderstand," she explained. "I gave them the photos. All this is my idea. I knew how you loved to be degraded and decided to give you a treat. You have given me so much pleasure. Now, you crawl into this bed and start sucking my asshole. I might have a big, BIG surprise for you. We will be repeating this session with these other girls many, many times. I have many more ideas of humiliating and degrading you... Now, eat your Mistress's asshole and love your Mistress..."

NOTE: I did not write this story. The author, Karen, would like to correspond, by regular mail, with lesbians and bi-females with similar interests. Email Lunasea99@hotmail.com

This story is part of White Shadow's Nasty Stories.

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