                     A Tribute to ME 
                   
                      Chapter Nine

I did not bowl as good as usual. I could think only about
the remainder of the week-end. I had plans for Chad. He 
would be used. Chad meant nothing to me. He was merely a 
slave and a toy for me to use in any way I could imagine.
From what I have seen and the talks with mom, I am sure
I can do almost anything to him. Mom has cautioned me
about doing to much. She said when I really start to do
things to him and hear his cries I will be really turned 
on and must refrain from hurting him to much. I have 
confessed to mom that I am just using him, he means 
nothing to me. She was concerned I would get carried away 
while taking pleasure from abusing him. 

I should have been saving myself, maybe. I was so horny.
My panties were soaked. I was not going to bathe. Chad
would be deprived of my sweetness if I did. The scent may
be a bit rank, but so what. It is time for intense 
training. I must have him as my live in slave. I could
get a lot more use from him. It would be nice if he 
disappeared to the world and only my parents and I knew 
where he was. Boy could I use him! I pressed on my g spot, 
fingered myself and dreamed of a perfect life where females 
used males openly in society. I dreamed of the many things 
I would do to Chad in a society like that. 

I do not know what time I went to sleep. I would sleep late 
tomorrow. I would get a lot of use from Chad. I would allow 
him to clean first. That would highten his desire for my bod. 
The greater his desire, the more I could use him. I have
dreamed of such a situation for a few years. I would make 
many of those dreams come true.

I awoke. I looked at the clock. It was 9:30. I could hear
Chad vacuuming downstairs. I needed Chad now. Like really
needed him. 

I went to the door and called to him.

"Chad, I have a special need for you, come quickly!"

If he did not, I would wet myself!

Chad came up the stairs in a run. Such control I have
over him.

"Chad, hon, would you like to prove your love for me?"

I Took him in my arms and gave him a kiss, mouth to mouth.

"I am always ready to prove my love for you Goddess. Anything,
anything at all."

He had that worshipful look. I gave him a sexy smile and
pushed down on his shoulders. He remembered he had not kissed 
my feet. That was not why I was pushing him to the floor. I
let him kiss each of my feet then said, "Chad, I have to pee,
a lot. I want you to taste my pee in the morning. It proves
your love even more because my pee is stronger. You have to
really love me to keep it all down. There will be so much too, 
Chad. Just press on my leg when you need air."

"Open your mouth and swallow these," I said as I reached for 
some very strong anti vomit medication. Chad best pray he does 
not get food poisoning! 

Chad let his mouth fill and swallowed in big gulps the way I 
told him to. He follows directions very well, I thought, as
I continued to pee in his mouth. He stopped me several times
but got all of it down. I had never been so hot. Doing this 
to Chad was one huge power trip. 

When he finished drinking I allowed him to clean me with his 
tongue. I needed cleaning too. I knew it had to be awful but 
my little dedicated slave boy continued his worship of me. 
With ever lick he gave me and with each one of his swallows, 
I felt more like the Goddess I am. I was sure Chad would not 
vomit and make a mess of anything. He would get some new 
experiences this week-end. A whole week-end of pain and 
pleasure for us. 

"Chad, hon, I want to tie you. Have you ever surrendered
yourself to another. It is a huge turn on. Can't you imagine 
giving me complete control over you. Oh Chad, I would adore 
that!"

He hesitated to long.

"Chad, if you love me you trust me. If you trust me you will
let me tie you. Don't you see how erotic it is. I want you to, 
Chad. I really want it."

The beginning of my plea sounded like a plea. The end of it 
sounded more like a command. An ultimatum even.

"This takes a lot of trust, you will untie me if I ask, won't 
you?"

I could see the fear in his eyes. Oh what power!

"Chad, you really have to trust me." I said very sweetly. He
would have done anything for me. 

"Where do you want me?" He asked.

"Follow me." I said while walking away.

Chad was being treated with a magnificient view of my ass
as my thin pjs were framed against the light. He would see 
more!

I went to the basement and entered a room with Chad right 
behind me chattering nervously about my control over him.
He was trying to make jokes of it but I knew he was more 
than a little apprehensive. With good reason too! :)

"Over there, Chad, on the table. Strip to the waist. Put 
your arms over your head."

He did as I asked, silly fool. I removed the leather straps
from the nightstand drawer and fastened to his wrist. All 
the time telling him how much this meant to me. How special 
he was, etc. You know, bull shit.

I fastened each wrist to the rings at the head of the 
examination table. The rings were attached to the wall.
Chad was going nowhere until I released him. I securred 
each of his ankles to similar rings in the concrete floor. 
Chad was totally captive, at my mercy, all mine. This is what 
I had dreamed of. The smile I gave Chad this time brought more 
fear to his eyes. If a spider could smile, this was the smile a 
fly would see. The last thing the fly would see.

"Jennifer, I don't know about this. I think I want to be untied."

"Chad, I have done nothing to you! Chad, you have to trust me.
How can a slave not trust the goddess he worships. That is silly.
You have to trust me." 

I gave him a warm smile and some of the fear left his eyes. It
would return!

"Chad, I am soooo hot. You know what to do about that, don't you?
Use that talented tongue. Show me how much you love my pussy.
Show me how much you adore the taste of my cum. Eat me, Chad. Eat
me until your tongue is to tired to wiggle, then eat me some more.
Don't ever stop licking me, Chad. Never!"

I pulled on his ears a little roughly. I ignored the noise he made. 
That was nothing! Chad was eating me the way I told him to. As I
wiggled and moaned I started making continous s's on his back with 
the nail of my forefinger. He cried out as my nail removed skin.

"Chad, it does not hurt that much. They are just tiny scratches, 
love scratches. You are distracting me, stop complaining and 
concentrate on giving me pleasure. A little pain will not kill you. 
I thought you were a strong guy. Eat me, Chad, eat me!"

Chad went back to work on my pussy, oh, that felt so good. I tried 
thinking of other things, it was not working. I could feel my heat 
building. I was not going to be able to postpone my climax. I wished 
I could. I went with the flow, what else could I do. I did not want 
to stop. I placed both of my hands as far down his back as I could 
reach and bared down hard. When I climaxed I raked all the way up. 
Chad would be marked for a long time. Maybe forever. It felt so very 
good. My orgasm mixed with his loud cry of pain. He had eight bloody 
troughs in a row the length of his back. He was whimpering and begging 
me to free him. I had no intention of doing that. I was in a dreamy 
state. That moment when a woman has been so satisfied by a man. I 
knew why dad's back had marks. None like this though. I ignored Chad's 
silly cries. I relaxed and let my juices ooze slowly out of my pussy. 
I had Chad's head trapped between my thighs. I reached down, took an 
ear in each hand and pulled. He did not resist as I securred pussy to 
mouth contact. I felt his tongue enter and could hear him swallow. 
Chad had had his first real sex experience, as had I. I knew I had to 
find a way to keep him. I mean keep him here to use when I wanted, the 
way I wanted. I had no reguard for Chad, I just wanted the pleasure 
using him provided me. That was so great. I would remember that 
experience always.

Chad was trying to speak. I was not interested in anything he had to 
say right now. I kept pulling on his ears and making a tighter contact 
muffling his voice. I continued to dream, enjoying Chad's tongue and
basking in the moment. 

I looked down at Chad, he looked funny. I relaxed my grip. He started 
gasping for air. My cum had blocked his nose and I had him pulled so 
tightly against my pussy he could not breath. So that was what all the 
ruckus was about. I patiently waited for his breathing to return to 
normal. As soon as he started to speak I grabbed his ears for more 
mouth to pussy action. He pulled against me. I let my nails encourage 
him to cooperate. His mouth returned to my pussy and he resumed licking 
and swallowing. I must have cum a ton! I would look forward to many
meetings like this. I was concerned Chad would not be a willing 
participant again. Naw, one threat of losing me and he would sacrifice 
some more skin for my pleasure. he is stupid like that. I can do 
anything to him I please. I just know it!

"Ohhhh Chad, that was the best sex I ever had! You were awesome, just 
awesome! Oh Chad, did you love it too? I just know you did! Tell me how
much you loved giving me all that pleasure! Tell me, Chad, tell me now!"

"Jennifer you almost killed me! What did you do to my back? I want to 
see it. Untie me Jennifer, you said you would if I asked."

"Chad, how could you say those things. I will untie you if you really 
want me to. I will never speak to you again though. I am really 
disappointed! I was so high. Chad you are mean, plain mean."

I gave him my pouty look. I have a great pouty look. We were silent for
a full minute. Semmed like an hour. 

"O.K. I am sorry, Jennifer. I will remain tied."

"Chad, you have to be punished. You really disappointed me. Maybe because 
you had so turned me on. You spoiled it. I am going to let you prove to me 
you are sorry."

"What are you going to do to me Goddess," he asked.

"I am going to use you for my toilet."

"You have already done that." Chad said.

I smiled down at him, you know, the spider fly smile. He knew. I could see 
it in his eyes and the startled look on his face. Maybe this too had been a 
fantasy of his. Well, he would have a real life experience to highten his 
fantasy for the rest of his life. I turned around and placed my ass hole 
about one forth inch from his mouth. He has kept trying to see my ass, well 
now he would get a really good look. 

"Chad, you had best not make a mess of this. It is going to be, wellll 
awful,like really really bad. I do not care. You screwed up our sex, now 
you can eat my shit!" 

I pushed out a fart. I giggled to myself as Chad coughed and spluttered.
That would be sensory reinforcement for the meal to come! I learned in 
science that taste and smell are closely coordinated. 

I reached for a wrap and draped it over me. It would serve as a scent tent.
I wanted Chad to get the full benefit from this. It would be something he 
would never forget. Lifetime memories are priceless.

I pushed and could feel a turd slide out of my ass hole. I raised up a little
to give it room.

"Hurry Chad, chew if you must, but swallow. There is more. If you screw this 
up the way you did our sex, I will be really pissed at you."

I could hear noises. I knew he was having a lot of trouble swallowing that 
stinky stuff.

"Chad, maybe you do not really think of me as a goddess. If you do, prove 
it and swallow. It can not be THAT bad! Tell me when you are ready for more. 
Wellll Chad?"

I heard him gulp it down. Oh what power! Can you believe what he is doing 
for me!

He mumbled and I pushed out another poop log for my little slave boy. The
same routine. He was gagging!

"Chad, stop messing around and swallow. I am not going to allow you to
mess this up. If you do not swallow I am going to sit tightly over your 
mouth and force feed you! Now eat my shit! Chad, there are a lot of guys 
that would adore being where you are now. You are looking at the most 
private parts of a goddess. Be thankful for the view and swallow."

He began to swallow better and I fed him faster. When I was through I 
told him, "Chad, clean my ass really good. Lick it like you love me."

I smiled as the fool lovingly licked my ass hole and pushed his tongue 
in and out of my ass. I wished I could fart again but I could not.

After awhile I got off him. The air was not so bad. He had absorbed all 
of the stink. See how useful a guy can be? I walked away as he called 
to me and begged me to untie him.

I turned and came back to him.

"Chad do you want me to do this to you the next time I need to take a 
big dump?" 

My tone of voice was like I was asking him if he wanted anmother helping 
of mashed potatoes.

"Jennifer, even though you are a goddess. I do not want to be your 
toilet, like that, ever again. I can take your pee, but not that. That 
was the worse experience of my life."

I looked down at him. I gave him my, I am really pissed at you look.

"OK, Chad if that is the way you feel," I reached for a wrist strap,
"I will untie you, you can go home. I never want to speak to you again."

He cried. Can you believe it. He cried! I refrained from giggling. He
begged and begged me to not break up with him. He had rather be dead 
than lose me. I allowed his begging to soften me.

"OK Chad, but from now on you do what I ask. I never want to experience
anything like this again. If my mom heard your tamtrum she would throw 
you out and forbid me to ever talk to you again."

I reached up again and untied him as I told him all the work I wanted 
him to do. I explained that he had a lot of making up to do. I would
wok his ass off. As soon as he finished upstairs he would do our lawn 
and pool. He went upstairs and stareted on my bedroom.
 
While he was cleaning the pool, I would ride on his back, I thought.
I would make sure he was exhausted. I would use him as my toilet as 
needed too. I had to do another degrading thing to him. I smile as I 
thought of the nice movie it would make for my video scrapbook.

I went upstairs. I got a video camera from my mom's room. "Chad come in
here." I called to him.

He came in. I pointed to my parents bathroom. "Chad, I want a video of 
you licking my mom's toilet. Go, do it now." I pointed for emphasis.

He looked at me, than moped in. I videoed him as he knelt. He looked 
at me. What a beautiful picture!

"This is my slave, Chad. I have just finished using him for my 
complete toilet, yep, everything. He swallowed it all. He wants to do 
more toilet duties. He is licking my parents toilet."

I motioned for himn to began licking. He did.

"Raise the seat and lick the porcelain." He gagged when he licked the 
front of the porceline where dad's piss had dropped.

I abused him all weekend. I did not let him mow the fron lawn. I kept 
him in back where he would not be seen. We never made it to the movies, 
heck, I was having to much fun at home. I turned it into a contest to 
see what all I could do to him. I caused him a lot of pain. He would 
balk and we would have our little, "Do it or go," conversation. He 
would do it. When I dropped him off at his house Sunday night, he was 
spent.

The next morning his mom called. I answered and she said Chad was 
really sick. They were taking him to the doctor. She wanted to know 
if I was sick too. I said no, and was very sorry to hear Chad was not 
feeling well. She thought it may have been something he ate. I almost 
giggled.

I did not see Chad for three days. He came to school Thursday. I had
been sweet and got him his assignments. I had daily sessions with 
Mr. Rainey. A girl must releave her tensions you know!

Chad picked up where we left off, being my slave and all. I did not
go poop in his mouth for a month. He was drinking my pee on a daily 
basis though. Then one weekend I got the urge again.

I used him as before. the same results. This time when he came back 
he told me his mom was concerned about what we did on dates. He still
spent weekends at my house though. He said he really insisted and
even threaten to run away. He told them how I was his whole life.

Another couple weeks passed and I introduced him to party powder. I 
knew where it was kept in the house. My parents only used it on ocassion. 
They had very strong will powers and never used it more than once in 
several months. I let Chad use it more often. I got him hooked on it.
We had another weekend session. This time I took him to the latino side 
of town and told him he had better say he was kidnapped before he got to
my house and abused by persons unknown after they doped him up.

I was asked why I did not call and I said we had argued a little and I 
thought he was mad at me and did not come over.

Chad's parents moved away. My parent's had a, parent to daughter, 
discussion. They were not pleased with me. The result of that 
conversation was, I was never to do that again. I never did either.
I used a couple others as slaves but none to that extent. I guess
I had been pretty mean to him. It was all in fun though.































