Author: Hungry Guy
Title: HUNGRY FOR DAWN
Summary:  A married woman writes to Guy and offers herself to him as his cum sponge, human mattress, and toilet slave for a weekend.
Keywords: M/F Mdom Fsub Mpov rom wife cheat breath ws scat copr tort sad viol humil caution 
Language: english

HUNGRY FOR DAWN
By Hungry Guy (hungry@stoolmail.zzn.com)

    As usual, when he got home from work, Guy's in-box contained the expected assortment of requests people in Nigeria seeking help from random strangers to smuggle their vast fortunes in America.  They all made it to his wastebasket.  

    But there was one that looked sort of real.

        > From: Dawn
        > To: Hungry 
        > Subject: Hi
        >
        > My name is dawn

    Figuring it might be real or it might be spam, he took a chance.

        > From: Hungry 
        > To: Dawn
        > Subject: Re: Hi
        >
        > Hi Dawn!  Do you want to be my Cum Sponge or 
        > Toilet Slave for a day?  I live north of New
        > York.  How about you?

    Now most of the time when Guy replies to people who write to him, he never hears back.  So when Dawn replied, that was a good sign.

        > From: Dawn
        > To: Hungry 
        > Subject: Re: Hi
        >
        > hi i live on long island, wish we were closer. 

    A common problem was that sincere sub girls often lived too far away--sometimes halfway around the globe.  He thought about that girl from India who wanted to be his toilet slave a few weeks ago.  There was always some problem or complication.  If this Dawn is sincere, it might work out.

        > From: Hungry 
        > To: Dawn
        > Subject: Re: Hi
        >
        > Long Island is no problem.  A few years ago, I 
        > commuted to Ohio by train every other weekend to 
        > play with a girl.  I can get a motel near you for 
        > a day.  Interested?  If so, tell me about yourself.

    Her reply came later that day.

        > From: Dawn
        > To: Hungry 
        > Subject: Re: Hi
        >
        > i'm married , kids a girl 4 and a boy 2. kind of Cute 
        > petite, around 5 ft 100lbs, brown hair and eyes. shy 
        > and reserved. only 3 sex partners. one was my uncle 
        > for many years when i was around 10.  Don't smoke 

    He wondered why she would want to offer herself to a total stranger if she was married.  Wouldn't her husband be thrilled to have a willing toilet slave as his service?  This wouldn't be the first married woman who offered herself to him, of course.  But after Kathy a few years ago, his suspicion rose a bit.

        > From: Hungry 
        > To: Dawn
        > Subject: Re: Hi
        >
        > How long have you wanted to be a human toilet?  And 
        > I'm baffled.  You're married?  Why offer yourself to a
        > total stranger?  Why doesn't your husband use you as 
        > his toilet?

    Her explanation came the next day, and was fairly predictable.  

        > From: Dawn
        > To: Hungry 
        > Subject: Re: Hi
        >
        > i asked him if he wanted me just to lick his butt 
        > and he thought that was sick, so no way

    Some people can be so mismatched erotic-wise.  Well, Guy's gain and hubby's loss.

        > From: Hungry 
        > To: Dawn
        > Subject: Re: Hi
        >
        > That's too bad your husband isn't GGG.  But it's 
        > good for me.  Since you're married, I assume there'll
        > be no sex.  You'll just be my toilet for a few hours?

    To his surprise, she wanted more than just to be a human toilet. 

        > From: Dawn
        > To: Hungry 
        > Subject: Re: Hi
        >
        > I want sex!  Can you spend a whole weekend with 
        > me?  And afterward, I'll need you to cuddle and hold
        > me and make love.  Does that make sense?

    Guy was certainly willing to oblige her. 

        > From: Hungry 
        > To: Dawn
        > Subject: Re: Hi
        >
        > Yes, that makes sense.  It's called "sub space."
        > You need tenderness to come down from the high.
        > And of course I'll spend the whole weekend.  Can  
        > you get away from your husband for a whole weekend?
        > Do you also want to be my Cum Sponge, and my 
        > Human Mattress?

    This was certainly looking promising.  

        > From: Dawn
        > To: Hungry 
        > Subject: Re: Hi
        >
        > Yes!  I want all that!  Use me!  Abuse me!
        > Will you reward me if I'm a good slave?

    Guy replied suggesting they set a date.         

        > From: Hungry 
        > To: Dawn
        > Subject: Re: Hi
        >
        > Of course I will.  I've been told I'm
        > good with my tongue.   I'll give you
        > a reward for being an obedient toilet.
        > So scope out some motels near you.  
        > Since you're married, I'll let you 
        > suggest a weekend.  I'm single, so 
        > my weekends are mine.  

    They continued to correspond, and chatted on Yahoo Messenger, for a couple of weeks before deciding on a weekend.  Dawn suggested several motels near her and Guy packed up an assortment of toys and brought his folding BDSM bench.  
 
    ****

    Guy spent Thursday evening after work day preparing for his adventure.  For starters, he carefully took a shit into an old bowl.  Using a disposable plastic knife, he cut up the stools and set each piece into a slot in a plastic ice cube tray.  Peeing into that bowl, he then poured his pee into the tray over the lumps of shit, filling the tray up.  He then placed it in a double layer of zip-lock baggies and placed it in his freezer.  He then checked his back of toys to make sure that everything was there that he would need.  He folded up his padded BDSM bench and put it in his car.   

    So that Friday, Guy left work early and headed downstate.  He put the poopsicles(TM) in an portable electric cooler filled with ice in his car to keep them frozen.  After a long drive through New York City and out along the Long Island Expressway, he arrived at his destination out on Long Island and checked into the hotel Friday evening.  

    After checking in, he set up his folding BDSM bench and took a quick shower.  As expected, he got a call from Dawn on his cell phone about an hour later.  

    "Hey girl!" he said.

    "Hi," said Dawn.  "Are you there?  Do you have a room?"

    Guy told her the room number and she said she's been waiting at the Dunkin Donuts across the street, and will be right here.

    Within minutes, a knock came from the door.

    "Hi baby," said Guy as he opened the door. 

    "Hi," she said and bowed her head.  

    "Come in," said Guy.

    "I'm so nervous," she said.  "I told my husband I'm visiting a friend in New Jersey and won't be back until Monday."

    "Great!" said Guy.  "We have all weekend together."

    She looked up at him.  "So what should I cal you?  Guy?  Master?"

    "Seeing as I'm a bit older than you, call me Daddy,"

    Dawn smiled.  "Yes, Daddy.  What Are you going to use me for first?  Do you have to poo yet?" 

    "Say 'shit'."

    "Do you have to shit yet, Daddy?  I haven't eaten anything all day, just for you.  I'm so hungry."

    "Well," said Guy.  "Not just yet.  Here's the plan for tonight.  It's late, so I'm going to order room service--a big steak and loads of fries.  You'll get a taste after I'm finished digesting it.  Your face will be my chair while I eat.  Sound like a plan?"

    "That's a wonderful plan, Daddy."

    Guy called room service and ordered a porterhouse steak and an extra serving of steak fries.  He also ordered two slices of toast.  

    "The toast is for you," he said.  "No need to starve yourself waiting for me to feed you.  I might not have to shit until tomorrow.  You can't go hungry that long."

    "Yes, Daddy," said Dawn.  "What and when I eat is up to you."

    Their food arrived a short while later.  After the waiter left, Guy set up his folding BDSM bench adjacent to the small table in the corner of the room while Dawn ate her toast with a glass of water.

    "All right, Dawn," said Guy as he stood by the bench leering at her, "Take your clothes off.  Slaves don't wear clothes indoors in my presence."

    "Can I undress in the bathroom, Daddy?  I know you'll be seeing me naked in a minute anyway, but I'm nervous.  We hardly know each other.  Does that sound weird to you?"

    "No!" he said.  "I want to watch you undress in front of me."

    Dawn swallowed and looked away and started to undress slowly.  Without meeting his eyes, she removed her top and tossed it on the floor.  Then her bra.

    "Very nice," Guy commented as her bare breasts wiggled as she reached down to unfasten her pants button.

    She kicked her shoes off and pulled her pants down.  She glanced up at him as she stood there in just her panties.

    "Panties, too," said Guy.

    "Yes, Daddy," said Dawn as she removed the last bit of clothing that separated her from complete nudity in front of him.

    "Beautiful!" he said.  "Now lie down here, slave."

    Dawn lay down on the padded bench.  Guy buckled a set of shackles to each of her wrists and ankles, and fastened them to some of the eye-bolts in the sides of the bench.  He then slid several belts under the bench and over the top of her belly and chest, and snugged her down tightly.  Next, he placed a leather neck brace around her neck to prevent her from rolling her head from side to side.  

    Guy then put on a pair of latex surgical gloves, and removed the tray of poopsicles from his cooler.  He inserted one into her vagina, evoking a squeal from her as he pushed the ice deep into her with his fingertip.  He then pinched her jaw open and dropped one into her mouth.  Then he removed the latex gloves and went into the bathroom to wash his hands after handling frozen shit embedded in frozen piss. 

    A moment later, with Dawn's head just below the lip of the table, Guy removed his jeans and underpants and stepped over her.  He looked down with a smile as he sat on her face.  Dawn met his gaze as she chewed on the melting poopsicle in her mouth.  With his feet stretched out under the table, his full weight bore down on her face.

    Guy slid the plate close to him and poured himself a cup of coffee and began eating.  That porterhouse was close to a pound of steak, no bones.  He sliced into the steak and took a bite.  Oh man!  That was good steak--nice and tender.

    After about 30 seconds, Dawn started to struggle and squirm.  "Stop squirming, bitch," he said.  "I'm trying to eat."

    Guy ignored Dawn's distress and cut and took another bite of steak.  And another.

    After about a minute (but who's counting?), Guy lifted up and let Dawn take a few breaths.  

    Dawn gasped and sputtered.  "Are you trying to kill me?"

    "Shut the fuck up!" he said and sat back down.  "This is a good motel you chose for us," he said as he savored his perfectly prepared steak.

    Guy continued to let Dawn breathe, letting her take a breath every few seconds, but sometimes stretching it up to a minute or so.  

    After Guy finished his meal, he got off Dawn's face and removed his laptop PC from it's case and set it up on the table.  

    "I just want to check my email before bed, bitch," he said as he used a tweezers to drop another poopsicle into her mouth and into her pussy before sitting back down on her face.

    Dawn squirmed a little while he waited for the laptop to boot up and connect to the hotel's hotspot.  While he waited, he felt gas in his abdomen, so he let out a fart directly into her mouth.  He let her savor it while he scanned his in-box for anything urgent.  Nothing urgent was in his in-box beyond a few more people in Nigeria needing help from random strangers to smuggle their millions into the US, so he stood off of Dawn's face as she struggled to catch her breath.

    "I feel lightheaded," she gasped.   

    "Yeah?" he said.  "Guess what's next?"

    "You're going to wear me as your sponge thing?"

    "That's tomorrow," he said.  "It's time for bed, now."

    "Okay," she said.

    Guy then pulled some rope and fasteners out of his bag and threaded the rope under the mattress.  Before unshackling Dawn from the bench, he took a wet rag and wiped the wet shit that had dribbled from her cunt from the two poopsicles he inserted.  He then unshackled her from the bench and led her over to the bed.  

    Dawn smiled and climbed into bed.  Knowing the position from having read his stories, she slid her butt up against the headboard and rested her head down on the mattress and spread her arms out.  

    Guy attached loose ends of the rope to each of her shackles and pulled it tight, stretching Dawn's body out tight. 

    "What if I have to pee or poo during the night?" she asked.

    "Say 'shit'."

    "What if I have to pee or shit during the night?" she asked again.

    "That's what these are for," he said as he removed a few more items from his portable dungeon bag.  He placed two small mattress pads under her, one under her head and one under her butt.  He also put an adult incontinence diaper on her for added safety.  

    "Now this," he said, holding up a ring with two straps attached to it.  

    "Wait!" she shrieked.  "I'm not sure about this."

    "That's too bad," he said.  "I've waited so long to do this to a girl," he said.  "So I'm doing it whether you agree or not." 

    "I'm scared!" cried Dawn as Guy put the ring in her mouth and buckled the strap behind her head.  Guy then walked over to the table and poured himself a tall glass of wine to help him sleep.  Finally ready for bed, he mounted Dawn.  He slid his hard eager cock into her mouth and pressed his crotch to her lips, forcing his cock deep past her throat.  

    Dawn immediately began squirming and struggling. 

    Before going to sleep, he relaxed his bladder and let his pee flow into her throat.  Having emptied his bladder, his cock was rock hard, so he began thrusting down her throat.  Slowly at first, he pumped her mouth harder and harder until his orgasm welled up and erupted down her throat.  Wave after wave of pleasure squirted directly into her throat as he relaxed and let her gag reflex do the work.  Finally spent, he squirted out the last few drops and rested his head on the pillow upon her crotch

    Dawn continued to squirm under him.   "Stop squirming, you stupid cunt!" he scolded her.  "I'm trying to sleep!"  He was asleep a moment later.  

    Dawn's squirming woke him once or twice during the night, but he used the opportunities to give her a drink from his bladder.  It was sure pleasant to be able to pee without getting out of bed--without moving at all.  He fell back to sleep quickly each time.  

    Despite Dawn's squirming, Guy slept late the next morning, drifting in and out of sleep until about 10.  He peed down her throat once again before rolling off of her and out of bed.  

    He untied her from the mattress, and removed her diaper, as she lay there gasping and panting.  "Come here, bitch," he said as he motioned her to get out of bed. 

    She started to move, but cried out and lay back down.  Guy removed the ring from her mouth.  "What's wrong?" he asked.

    "I'm a little stiff and sore, Daddy," she whimpered.  "But I'll be okay."

    "That's to be expected after having someone sleep on top of you all night, I guess," he said.  "But hurry up.  I want to wear you as my cum sponge next."

    "Yes sir," she said and slowly sat up.  

    "Get on your knees, bitch."    

    "Yes, Daddy."  Dawn slid off the bed and onto her knees.
 
    Guy pulled out an assemblage of leather belts and rings from his bag and shook it out.  He carried it over to Dawn and slipped it over her head.  As he buckled it behind her head in several places, the ring in the front pressed tightly against her mouth with several long straps dangled from that same ring, .  He then attached her wrist shackles behind her back together.  Guy then lifted up the loose straps hanging from the cock ring pressed against her mouth and stepped into them.  Slipping his cock through that ring and into Dawn's mouth, he buckled the straps around his waist, forcing his cock down her throat once again.

    Thus worn, Guy walked slowly over to a chair and sat, pulling Dawn's head down between his thighs as he sat.  Guy reached for the TV remove and proceeded to channel surf for a while until he found Mythbusters on the Discovery Channel.  

    He had to pee once or twice during the afternoon.  With his cock strapped to a convenient drain, he merely let his pee flow without thinking about it.

    After an afternoon of Mythbusters, he began to feel hungry again.  With Dawn's mouth still strapped to his cock, he called room service and ordered a grilled cheese sandwich and a cup of tea.  It was getting near evening anyway, so he unshackled Dawn's mouth from his cock.

    "Wow!" she said.  "That was so hot!"

    "I'm glad you enjoyed it.  Why don't you go and wash up in the bathroom until my sandwich arrives?"

    "What about me?" she said.

    "I'll feed you later."

    "I hope so, Daddy," she said.  "Those poopsicles weren't so bad, but I want to know what it's like fresh from your ass."

    "You'll know before the weekend is over," he said with a chuckle.

    His sandwich arrived a little later, so he called Dawn out of the bathroom.

    Dawn hurried out of the bathroom, and Guy strapped her down to his bench once again just like the night before.  Sitting on her face, he ate his sandwich and drank his tea.  Then he felt an urge.  Leaning back, pressing his anus tightly to her mouth, he pushed a turd out of his asshole.  

    Dawn immediately began struggling violently against her bonds as he shit another turd out into her mouth.  The full weight of his body pressing his ass to her lips meant that his shit had nowhere else to go but down her throat.  He pushed another lump out into her mouth, then another. 

    He puckered his anus trying to push more out, but he had no more to feed her.  

    By then, Dawn was struggling furiously, but Guy waited to make sure she swallowed it all before lifting off of her.  While waiting, he pulled his laptop to him and turned it on again to check his email once again.  This time, someone in Turkey needed help from a random stranger to smuggle his millions into the US.  

    Dawn's struggling had become feeble, so Guy lifted off here as she began coughing and sputtering madly.  

    After a moment she moaned, "I feel ill."   

    "That's your first time eating someone else's shit.  It's normal to feel ill.  Deal with it."

    "Daddy, I feel like I'm going to puke."

    "Don't puke," he said.  "I have to sleep on top of you again later."

    "I'll try not to, Daddy," she said plaintively.

    "I'll keep you from puking," he said and sat back down on her face.

    Guy spent the next hour or so watching some You Tube vids and surfing for porn, lifting up every few moments to let Dawn take a breath.

    After he was sure that Dawn wasn't going to puke his shit up, he stood and unshackled her.  "Time for bed," he said.

    Dawn walked over to the bed and assumed the position, then Guy shackled her down once again.

    "Now, you squirmed so much last night, said Guy.  "I'm going to remedy that."  Guy went over, reached into his bag, and removed what looked like a dildo with metal surfaces on it, and a cattle prod. 

    Dawn stared wide-eyed as he connected some wires to the prongs on the cattle prod and to the blunt end of the dildo.  

    "What's that?" she gasped.

    "Yes, this is my own little invention.  This dildo is meant to connect to a TENS unit, but I'm hooking it up to this here cattle prod.  You'll learn not to squirm."

    "No!  You can't do that to me!  Don't torture me!  Please!"

    Guy slid the dildo into her pussy and connected the wires to the tips of the cattle prod.  "It's only torture if you wake me up during the night."  He then put a diaper on her once again, and placed the ring in her mouth again as well.  At that, he took a nail clipper from his bag, climbed into bed, and sat on her chest with his feet straddling her head.  

    "Ah!  Ahn't!  Eaghe!" she gasped through her mouth held open with the ring.

    "I'll be quick," he said as he began to clip his fingernails, letting each one drop into her mouth.  His hard, eager cock bounced against her chin as Dawn began to struggle and thrash about, unable to breathe.  He next clipped his toenails, again letting each drop into her mouth.  Next, he picked some gunk out of his navel and flicked it into her mouth.  Lastly, he stick his finger up his nose and pulled out a wet gooey booger.  He stuck his finger in her mouth and wiped it off onto her tongue.

    Downing another glass of wine, Guy mounted Dawn once again, slid his cock into her throat, and rested his head down on her crotch.  As with the night before, he emptied his bladder down her throat, and then fucked her face.  His orgasm left him sleepy, so he was out almost immediately afterward.  

    As with the previous night, Dawn's squirming woke him a during the night, so he reached over and pressed the button on the cattle prod.  Dawn spasmed so violently, despite being shackled down, that she nearly threw him off her.  

    She didn't squirm again and wake him a second time that night.

    Guy slept late again the next morning, and dismounted her around noon.  Untying her from the mattress once again, removing her diaper, and pulling the electro-dildo out of her cunt, he beckoned her to come lay on his bench once again.

    "Daddy," she moaned.  "I'm stiff again.  My body tingles whenever I try to move."

    "Don't give me any of your excuses, bitch," he said.  "Get your face over here so I can sit."

    "Yes, Daddy," she whimpered and crawled out of bed and lay down on his bench where he shackled and tied her down.    

    Guy pulled the bench around so that the top of her head faced the TT, and he took a seat on her face once again.  Flipping through the channels, he found an old episode of Max Headroom on the SciFi channel.  He continued to watch an episode of Star Trek, and then Stargate.  

    Once again, he released a fart directly into Dawn's mouth.  A moment later, he took a breath and defecated a fresh lump of shit into her mouth.  Glancing back at her throat behind his ass crack, he saw that she was taking it better this time.  She was swallowing it down without struggling.  He shat out a few more turds and then let her take a breath.  

    After Firefly and Doctor Who, he was getting hungry again.  Standing off of her, he squatted down and removed the ring.  "How are you doing?" he asked.

    She swallowed and gasped, "I'll live."

    "I hope so," he said.  "You've been such a good slave."

    "Thank you, Daddy," she said.  

    "How do you feel?" he asked.

    "Honestly?" she said.

    "Yeah."

    "I feel so humiliated and filthy."  

    Guy unshackled her and pulled her up.  He walked over to a comfy chair and sat, pulling her into his lap.

    Dawn smiled and leaned her head next to his.  "Let's just cuddle for a while," he said.

    "How can you stand to touch me?  To even talk to me?  I'm just a human sewage tank.  A living piece of crap.  I'm just a lump of your shit."

    Guy stroked his fingers through Dawn's matted and dirty hair.  "Dawn," he said.  "There's no denying that your body will digest my waste, and so my waste will become part of your body.  In a way, your body will soon be made out of a part of my body.  But you're not a living piece of shit.  You're a beautiful girl."

    "No I'm not!" Dawn started to cry.  "I'm just a human toilet.  A disgusting filthy thing."

    Guy just sat there with Dawn in his lap as they cuddled together.  He kissed her periodically as he ran his fingers through her hair again and again.

    "Babe, we had an intense experience the past two days.  Now you need to come down from being just a biological sewage plant, and become a human being again."

    "I don't know if that's possible now," she sobbed.  "After what you did to me and how you used me.  I didn't realize I'd feel so--worthless--after being used as a human toilet."

    Guy took her by the hand and led her into the bathroom and started filling the tub.  Pouring in some bubble bath that he brought he stepped into the warm water and pulled Dawn in with him onto his lap.

    Guy gently pulled Dawn back leaning against his chest and poured some shampoo in her hair and massaged it in.  Then taking a washcloth and soap, he slowly washed her all over.  Starting with her face, he soaped down her body, her chest and breasts, her belly, and her legs.  He slid the cloth into her crotch and massaged her pussy crack clean.  

    "Oooh!" she twitched.    

    "That felt good, huh?"

    "Yeah," she moaned and glanced back at him.  "I think I'm on a hair trigger right now."

    "Is that a smile I see?" he asked.  

    "Maybe," she said and looked away.

    Guy's cock was rock hard and poking her in her ass crack as she leaned back against him.  It'll be getting its release soon enough.  

    "Lean forward a little," he said as he reached down and removed his toothbrush and paste from a small travel bag next to the tub and brushed his teeth.  

    "Now turn your head to me and open your mouth," he said.  Dawn did so and he spit the used paste into her mouth.  "Now lean back against me again," he said as he began gently brushing her teeth.

    With their teeth brushed, he said, "Spit into the water."  She did so.

    Guy removed a travel size bottle of mouthwash and told Dawn to gargle with it.  He did the same.  

    "How do you feel?" he asked.

    "Relaxed," she said as she wiggled her back against his.  "This is comfy!"

    "Me too," he said as he used his toes to add some hot water to the bath.  "Let's just cuddle like this for a while."   

    "Sounds good to me," said Dawn as she lay her head back and closed her eyes.

    Guy took the opportunity to rub his fingertips around her belly and then massaged her breasts.   He pinched her nipples and she rolled around and slid up and pressed a breast to his lips.  "Suck it," she moaned.

    Guy had little choice being as she was leaning against him, pressing her nipple tightly to his mouth.  He drew the nipple between his lips and sucked it deeply into his mouth after a few moments, Dawn pulled back and pressed her other nipple to his mouth.  "Again," she moaned.  

    Guy obliged.  He felt like was about to cum any second, just from Dawn pressing her chest against his face.  

    After a few minutes, Dawn pulled back and slid down.  "Do you mind kissing a toilet?" she asked.  Without answering, Guy leaned forward and pressed his lips to her's, and they were immediately swapping spit.

    After a while, Guy pulled her up with him and wrapped a big fluffy hotel towel around the both of them.  "Oooh!" she gasped as she clung to him tightly.  Guy led her slowly into the room and to the bed as they nibbled each others' lips.  Guy fell into bed, pulling her down next to him.

    "Make love to me, Guy," she moaned.  "Tonight, you're my husband."  

    "Yes," said Guy.  "For the rest of our time together, I'm your husband instead of your Daddy."

    "I like that," she said.

    Guy resumed kissing her, slowly licking around her face and nibbling on her ear lobes.   He slowly crawled down her body, licking as he went, down her neck and between her breasts.  "Oh!  Oh!" she gasped the while.

    Guy moves his mouth over and licked slowly around her nipple, and then sucked it into his mouth.  He nibbled gently on it for a moment, drawing a squeal from, her lips, before sucking it deep into his mouth.  "Oh God!" she cried.  "That feels so good!"  Guy continued sucking her nipple with all his might until she screamed, "I can't take it any more!  Oh God!  Oh God!"  

    Guy lifted up.  "Can't let you cum yet," and began sucking on her other nipple.

    He sucked it deep into his mouth, stretching her skin painfully tight.

    "Oh God!" she moaned.  "I think I'm going to cum just from you doing that!"

    Guy lifted up again.  "Then I'll give you a reason to cum," he said.

    He crawled down her body between her legs and licked gently along the seams where her thighs met her outer pussy lips.  "Lick inside me!  Lick inside me!" she begged.

    Guy pressed his tongue into her rubbery pussy lips and licked the warm moisture within.  "Oh God!  Oh yes!" she screamed.  Finding her opening, he slid his tongue inside her.  Slowly at first, then a little faster, he fucked her with his tongue, drinking in ever more of her warm juices.  "Oh God!  Oh!  Oh!  Oh!" she screamed.  "Make me cum, Guy!  Make me cum!"

    At that, he moved his mouth up and pressed his mouth to her swollen clit and sucked into his mouth with all the strength of his suction.  Sliding it in and out of his mouth with his breath, he drank her juices as he played her like a trumpet.  A moment later, explosive release came to her as she quaked in sync to his oral ministrations.    

    Guy continued to rock her body in a steady rhythm until she finally relented.  "Stop!" she cried.  "I can't take it any more."

    Guy crawled up her body and lay on her as he kissed her once again.  "Fuck me," she groaned.

    "Gladly," said Guy as he slid his hungry member into her cunt and began pumping with all his might.  

    She grabbed his ass and pulled him deeper inside her as they sucked each others' face.  His own orgasm was on a hair trigger, and he quickly filled her with his hot seed as his body went into autopilot.

    "Oh!/Oh!  Oh!/Oh!  Oh!/Oh!" they cried in unison as he came again and again, his cock throbbing and filling her with mutual delight. 

    Thus spent, Guy continued to kiss and stroke her.  "Think you can cum again?" he asked.

    "I wish," she said.  "My fingers won't always do it for me.  I need a man's mouth to make me cum.  So I won't be cumming again tonight."

    "Yes you will," he said with a smile and crawled down between her legs once again and tickled the tip of her clit with his tongue.  Leaning up, he asked, "Still sensitive?"

    "Yeah," she gasped, "but go ahead if you want."

    At that command, Guy sucked her still-swollen clit into his mouth once again and drew it in deep.  Dawn sucked in a breath as he held her clit deep inside his mouth and flicked it around with the tip of his tongue.  "Oh!  Oh!  Oh!" Dawn cried in increasing volume as he sucked her clit into his mouth even deeper and stroked it gently back and forth with his tongue.  After a moment, Dawn, once again, was quaking in rhythm to his oral manipulations.  

    "Oh God!" she screamed.  "Oh fuck!  Ohhhhh!"  

    Guy slowed down and then held her clit still in her mouth as she came down from her second orgasm.  

    Her then crawled up her body once again and kissed her.  

    "Oh God!" she panted.  "No one's ever done that for me before."

    "What?  Sucked you off?"

    "Not twice in a row!  Shit, Guy!  No man's ever given me a second once after he got his.  Not one!"

    "Really?" asked Guy.  "Not one?"

    "Not until you!  No!" Dawn wrapped her arms around him tightly.  "I'm never letting you go!"

    "Well," said Guy.  "I confess.  It's not something I can do every time.  A man's not wired to keep going after he shoots his load."

    "I know," said Dawn.  "But my husband never did it for me.  Never!  My fucking husband.  But you did!"  

    "Well, you earned it.  I told you if you were a good slave, I'd reward you.  None of my previous slaves of years past let me do all the nasty things I did to you.  Not Kathy.  Not Vixen.  Nobody."

    "I'm special, then," she said with a smile.  "What happened to your other slaves?"

    "Kathy didn't work out because it was just too rough commuting to Ohio by train every other weekend.  She didn't want to move away from her her kids, and I didn't want to give up my tech job.  Vixen, well, that was never anything more than a one-night stand from the get-go.  We agreed before we met that we'd never contact each other again afterward so that there'd be no misunderstanding or hard feelings.  There was talk that there might be more if I built a super Sybian for her, but nothing came of it."  Guy kissed Dawn and rolled off her to her side.  Wrapping their arms and legs together, they soon fell asleep in a tangle of limbs.

    They both slept soundly as the night wore on, Guy awoke during the night and started to untangle himself from her.  "Where do you think you're going?" she whispered.

    "To the bathroom," he whispered back.  "I gotta pee."

    "What?  I'm not good enough to be your toilet any more?"

    "Okay," he laughed.  "Lean your head over the edge of the bed."

    Dawn crawled around onto her back and leaned her head back over the side of the bed as Guy walked around and straddled her face.  Sliding his cock into her mouth, he pressed his crotch to her lips and let his piss flow.

    After squirting the last few drops, he pulled his cock out of her mouth and crawled back into bed.  They tangled themselves together again and were soon soundly asleep once again.

    The morning brought filtered sunlight sneaking in behind the curtains as Dawn kissed him awake.  "Morning, love," she said.

    "Morning babe," he said back and continued the kiss.  And continued it.  And continued it.  Before long, Guy was nibbling on her earlobes again and working his way down her body.     

    Once again, his lips found themselves sucking on her nipple, evoking a string of moans from her.  Getting one nipple wet and hard, he moved to the other. After getting the other wet and hard, he started crawling slowly down her body.  "Wait Guy," said Dawn.  "Will you do something for me?"

    "What?" said Guy, lifting his head up.

    "You might not want to.  And you don't have to.  I'm the slave, after all.  But I've always wanted a guy to rim me."

    "Sure," said Guy.  "No problem."  

    "Really?" Dawn said and grinned wickedly as she rolled onto her stomach, spreading her legs.  She reached back and pulled her ass cheeks apart with her fingertips.  

    Guy lay down between her legs and kissed one of her ass cheeks.  He slowly licked one cheek, then the other, then back again, each time, moving closer and closer to the target.  Finally, he slowly licked up starting at her twat, along her ass crack, and over her asshole.  He swirled his tongue around her sphincter, and then pushed it in.  He slowly fucked her asshole with his tongue as she panted and gasped.  "Oh, wow!  That feels good!"

    Guy continued to fuck her rectum with his tongue until she cried, "Fuck me in the ass, Guy!  You wanna?"

    "Yeah," said Guy as he mounted her back and pressed the tip of his hard cock to her lubricated anus.  Pushing his his down, he slid in.  Man!  It was so tight! He pushed himself deeper into her, and began thrusting.  She squeezed his cock so tightly that he came then and there, flooding her bowels with his spunk.

    She continued to squeeze him so tightly, milking his cock with her sphincter until he had no more jism left. 

    He cock having grown soft, fell out of her ass as she rolled underneath him to face him.  They kissed once again for the longest time. "Oh Guy!  I love you!"

    "I love you too Dawn," he said.  "Why don't you come back with me and be my permanent slave?" 

    "Oh Guy!" Dawn wrapped her arms around him and squeezed tightly, holding him on top of her.  "If I didn't have kids, I'd be your slave in a heartbeat.  But..." 

    "I understand," said Guy.  "I told you two or three years ago, Kathy from Ohio wanted to leave her husband in the worst way and become my slave.  But she just couldn't give up her kids."  

    "Awww," said Dawn.

    "Funny thing," said Guy, "is she divorced her husband and married some quack Muslim doctor, and lost her kids anyway."  Guy rolled off Dawn.  "Oh, and I gotta pee."

    Without being told, Dawn slid around and leaned her head back over the edge of the bed and opened her mouth.

    Guy slid his cock into her mouth and emptied his bladder down her throat one last time.  As he peed down her throat, he glanced at the clock.  "It's checkout time in about an hour.  We better get packed up."

    Dawn coughed a couple of times after he pulled his cock out of her mouth.  "Oh, and just the luck," he said.  

    "What?" said Dawn. 

    "I gotta take a dump," he said as he headed toward the bathroom.

    "Wait!" she shrieked.

    "What?"

    "Use me!" she said.

    "Are you sure?" he asked.

    "Yeah," she said.  "I'm sure."

    "You're going to go home smelling like shit," he said.

    "I know," she giggled as she walked over and lay down on his bench.  "Tie me up and use me one last time.  Please!"

    "Okay," shrugged Guy as he walked over and shackled her wrists and ankles to the bench and strapped her down tightly.  He then sat on Dawn's face and let out a slow fart into her mouth.  A moment later, he felt a huge turd slide out his asshole into her mouth.  A moment later, another large turd slid through as Dawn began thrashing and struggling.  Guy forced her to hold her breath for a minute or two continuously as he shat a few more turds into her mouth.

    A few moments after he passed the last turd, Guy stood as Dawn coughed and gasped and struggled to swallow the last bit of his filth.

    "You know, Dawn," he said as he unshackled her.  "There is a strange satisfaction in taking a dump.  Almost orgasmic, in a way."

    "Yeah," she said as she sat up.  "I know."    

    "I guess you'll need to take a shower before we leave now?" said Guy.

    "It's almost checkout time in a few minutes," she said.  "I don't think I don't have time."

    "Okay," said Guy as he hurriedly stuffed his implements of degradation into his bag, hefted his BDSM bench, and carried them out to his car.  He took the tray of poopsicles from the cooler and headed into the bathroom.

    "Where are you going with that?"

    "Just throwing the rest of these poopsicles away..."

    "Can I have them?" she asked.

    "Sure," said Guy and shrugged as he handed the tray to her.

    "I'm going to eat one a day to remember you by."

    "Awwwww," said Guy with a laugh. 

    "Oh Guy," Dawn cried as she rushed into his arms.  

    "Dawn," sobbed Guy.  

    "We'll have to do it again, right?" she asked.

    "Of course," he said.  "You'll want to visit that friend in New Jersey again from time to time, won't you?"

    "Yeah," she said with a sly grin.  

    Guy and Dawn kissed one last time before getting into their cars and heading to their separate homes and lives.

    * POSTSCRIPT *

    About two hours later, Guy was pulling into his driveway when his cell phone rang.  "Hello?" he answered.

    "Guy!" cried Dawn.  "Guy!" she was bawling. 

    "Dawn!" said Guy.  "What's wrong?"

    "It's over!" she cried.

    "What's over?"

    "My husband.  As soon as I walked into the house, he said I smell like sex.  He asked me what the fuck I was doing all weekend?" 

    "You were visiting a friend in New Jersey..."

    "I tried to make up an excuse that I didn't get to shower all weekend, but then he smelled shit on my breath and in my hair."

    "Oh my!" said Guy.    

    "He hit the roof!  He called me a filthy shit-eating skank and told me to get the hell out."

    "Oh Dawn..."

    "Do you still want me to be your slave?  I'm yours if you want me."

    "Yes, Dawn!  I want you!"

    "Really?" she brightened.  "I can't wait to be your permanent toilet and cum sponge and everything else you use a slave for!"

    "I'll text you the directions to my house..."

    "I'm on my way!"

    * END *

