                     An Ocean of Misery

                       Chapter Seven

This is a femdom story with parts written from both male and female point 
of view. Some scenes are graphic and depict torture including scatology.

A judge has beautiful twin daughters. He adores them and will do anything
for them. What they desire most is having a full service slave for their
ocean cruise they take every summer. The slaves in the past have not
enjoyed their cruise and the yacht has docked at summer's end with one less
passenger than when they departed. This slave may be different. 
The twins discover his usefulness before the end of their senior year of 
high school. Joe becomes a part of The Lady Dragon Fires basketball team. 
His cleaning skills are enjoyed by the team. Joe is enjoyed even more by 
the twins. Will Joe make this summer cruise,..... will he return? 
  
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Besides constantly serving Coach Hughes, giving her oral 
sex, I was used by Donna as her full time toilet. Her
grandma was so happy, she said her grandaughter had not 
come over so much in years. She said she knew I was doing 
very special things for Donna. She said I made being a 
foster parent worthwhile.

About a month later I was about to enter the Lair and met
Sara as she was coming out. She told me she had neglected
to flush. I could not wait to get inside. I went straight 
to the third stall. Sure enough, there it was. A turd from
the beautiful bod of Sara Abreu. I took a deep breath, I
could smell shit. I know my nose wrinkled but not from 
disgust. It just stunk. I unfasten my belt, unzipped my 
pants and let them fall to the floor. I put my hand on my 
dick which was already hard. I knelt down to worship the 
porceline god and give thanks for her shit. I have 
wanted to taste her shit since I first laid eyes on her
unbelievable body. I was thrilled. I took a deep breath,
through my nose as I lowered my head into the bowels of 
the commode which I may forever enshrine. The shit odor 
was stronger but I hardly had to remind myself that this 
came from the body of the world's most beautiful creature 
and that I was fortunate to be near anything that come from 
her body. All the times I have licked and cleaned her 
panties had prepared me for this glorious moment. I moved 
my hand faster as I lowered my head in the shrine. The water 
was cold on my face as I closed my mouth over her shit. I
took as much as I could in my mouth and raised clear of the
yellow water. I savored her shit as I pumped my dick. The 
stink was terrible. The taste not bad, other than being 
bitter. I am glad I was mentally prepared for this. I would
not want to be a disappointment to my Goddess. I swallowed 
and lowered my head quickly for another big bite. As my head 
cleared the water that time I cum all over the place. I knew
unless I could eat all of her shit from the Shrine of Sara,
I could not really be her toilet. I put my head in the water 
again and continued to do so until all of her shit was in my 
stomach where it belonged. I wished that I had the courage to 
tell her that I wanted to be her full time permanent toilet.
I know she would tell her dad and Judge Abreu would have me 
committed to some institution where I could never eat panties 
again. There would certainly be no one like the Goddesses I 
was serving here. No, I must be content to serve the Lady
Dragon Fires with my best effort and be content to enjoy
these moments whenever they presented themselves.

I got up and went to my locker, got my mouthwash and gargled.
I washed really good and did a through inspection to make 
sure no tell tale signs was smeared on my face. I had to have 
my lungs full of the sweet wonderful scent of Goddess Sara's 
shit. I went back in the stall, put my head in the toilet and 
inhaled again, holding the air in my lungs to get the utmost 
benefit from the scents of a Goddess. From moments like these 
are the times that enable life to be lived to the fullest.

The Lady Dragon Fires went to the State Tournament. I was the
only male on the bus! I know it was a reward for all of the 
cleaning I have done for them. I enjoyed the trip up there so 
much. I took all of the girls their food. That was putting a 
lot of trust in me. Even though the JV girls were not going 
to play, they all went. The hardest part was watching all of 
those cute little asses go in the toilet and not be able to go 
in and clean for them. 

I am careful not to let anyone know my true thought about things 
like this. The majority does not think these are normal thoughts. 
I looked up the words, normal, pervert, etc. They say nothing. 
Look them up for yourself. Made me feel a lot better about myself 
and my desires. I know lots of people have fantasies they do nothing 
about, not me. I was living them and would continue to live them 
for the remainder of my life.  When I am eighty, I planed to have
my tongue inside a female's body. If I could chose the way I die,
I would chose to choke on a big turd emitted from a gorgeous female
ass. I would want my last breath to be saturated with methane straight 
from the bowels of said gorgeous body.

I will always remember the night at the state tournament. I went to
heaven that night. The twins came to my room! The Abreu Goddesses!

Kara asked me, "Joe have you ever hooked up with a girl?"

I could only answer one way because I could not tell them about all 
of the special service and attention I had been doing for Donna and 
Coach Hughes.

Then they pushed the door open and walked passed me! I was stunned.
I told them I had not but wanted to. Who would not want to eat 
these two! They obviously did not know all that others had done
to me. I gave a feeble plea about the blindfold. Sure I wanted to
see their gorgeous bods. I wanted more to taste them even more.
They had me kneel at the foot of my bed. They laid side by side.
I felt two legs go over my shoulder and in a second my mouth was 
treated to the sweetest most wonderful spot on earth. I felt
inadequate. I wished I had received more practice and instruction 
from Coach Hughes. If I had that to do over I would ask her to teach 
me more and gain knowledge. I knew then that a guy can never 
have enough knowledge about cunninlingus. I vowed to become the 
best pussy eater the world had ever known.

I know I done better on Sara. I thought I had been a disappointment
to Kara. They were in a hurry too. Plus I think they were afraid 
Coach Hughes would catch us. I was not as afraid of that as I would 
have been a short while ago. I just know I will get a chance to make 
it better for My Goddesses. They deserve a lot more than I could ever 
hope to give them.

When Sara moaned and told me I was good. Well....that may have been
the happiest moment of my life. To be told you are good by a goddess,
that is everything. Her soft thighs pressed tightly against my face.
I did not mind the pressure. It was OK when her nails removed skin 
from my back. I knew enough then to realize that was done because 
My Goddess was in the throes of rapture. When a guy can get a goddess 
in the throes of rapture, no sacrifice is to great. 

Sara almost suffocated me. I was gasping for breath when Kara farted
square on my face. When I inhaled her fart I thought I was going to 
die. That is when I decided that was the way I wanted to go. I just 
was not ready at that time! Did it stink? Of course it did. That was
OK though. It was expected to stink. No matter how beautiful a girl is, 
I have already learned, shit smells pretty much like shit. It is much 
worse when their stomach is upset the way Donna's was that time though.

I felt my dick grow even more when the fart hit my nose. They said 
enduring words to me. They called me what I was which was a compliment.
Sara even held my hand on the way to the bathroom. I hoped she wanted
to use me as her toilet. That would have been so terrific. Neither
of them did though. I must admit I was disappointed. Instead they had 
me get in the bathtub. Both of them pissed on my scratched back. I 
could feel the pain as their urine went into the cuts. As it flowed 
over my back to the drain, I got to lick it several times. I would 
have loved to drink all of it. I made sure the blindfold soaked up 
all I could get it to. When the girls left I licked the bathtub and 
sucked all of the Goddess Pee from Sara's scarf. I jacked off more 
as I swallowed their glorious golden nectar. I vowed to forever 
remember that night. By what my Goddesses told me, I was pretty sure
I would get to serve them in the most intimate ways possible, yes, be 
their toilet. If they had me on video while I worshiped at The Shrine 
of Goddess Sara, they knew I wanted to eat their shit. Whoa, if they
had that on video, they would have used me for their toilet. I got 
really down then, what if that was repulsive to them? What if My 
Goddesses would never allow me to be their toilet? Woe is me if that 
be true. The only thought that soothed me were thoughts of Princess 
Donna.

I cried when Sara hurt her ankle. I carried My Goddess. I would have
given her my ankle if I could. I would have given her my life if it 
would have cured her so that she could play. She was so sad. All of
my beautiful wonderful Lady Dragon Fires cried. Some just boo hooed. 
That was the saddest time of my life. Coach Hughes did a great job. 
She knew they had played their hearts out. Still they lost. Goddesses 
Sara and Kara were Seniors. They would get no second chance. See why 
I would have gladly given my life to make it all right for them. They 
would have been so happy if they had won. There is little soltice in 
knowing you are the best after you were awarded second.

I carried My Goddess to the bus. I stayed on all fours in the isle
so Sara could rest her leg on my back. I would have done that if the 
floor of that bus had been molden lava. I was hurting all over by the 
time the bus got us back home. Judge Abreu followed the bus home. 
Sara and Kara could have rode back with him but when I told her I 
would stay on all fours in the isle to provide a rest for her ankle, 
she wanted to do that. Sara was so sweet. I knew how demanding she 
could be. I loved her for it. If only she would allow me to serve her, 
really serve her.

She allowed me to carry her to her room. When she asked me to carry 
her to the toilet I was shocked. Just to enter Goddesses Sara's 
Toilet, ah, of which dreams are made. I have received so much pleasure 
already. I had to give My Goddess every opportunity to enjoy the 
pleasures of owning her own human toilet. If Princess Donna liked it 
so much, there must be pleasure for a beautiful girl in having and 
using one, I reasoned. I went for it. She seemed very reluctent at 
first, then gradually she accepted the idea. Maybe because she 
could not sit on the commode with out hurting her ankle. I did not 
want her ankle to hurt, but if it was that sore, maybe I could get 
her accustomed to having a personal toilet to do intimate things 
for her. Maybe she would get attached to the idea and want me for 
life. Ohhh, dare I dream.

My hands shook, I was really nervous, this was the opportunity of
a life time when she asked me to remove her panties. My hands 
touched the warm smooth flesh of her ass. The ass of a goddess. 
I would get the pleasure of kissing it many times I prayed. She 
did not blindfold me. I tried not to be so obvious but this was 
a goddess of the highest order. I loved the black pubic hair. It 
even had auburn in it like her hair. Her lips were perfectly 
formed. I knew how they taste but I had never seen them before. 
I fell so in love. I will never be able to do enough for My 
Goddess, never.

Her piss was sooo good. Don't anyone tell me it was piss like 
anyone's piss. Not true, this was special. I even thanked her.
She looked at me. I know she liked me a lot, a whole lot. She 
got off my shoulder and turned around. I was only inches from 
her gorgeous ass. I loved the little brown pucker hole that was  
before me. I tilted my head back and opened my mouth. I wanted 
My Goddess to be certain what I was more than willing to serve 
her intimately. She did. She asked me to form a seat for her ass 
with my hands. I instantly had a goddess sitting on my hands. 
I had a goddess who was going to use me for her full and complete 
toilet. I was in heaven. When she asked me so sweetly to lick her 
ass, I entered a new level of heaven.

Instantly I felt the tip of my tongue exploring her rosebud. I
was enjoying the scent and taste of My Goddess very much when I
heard the sound and felt the air come out of that lovely little 
hole. The air kinda swooshed all around my tongue right into my 
mouth. I quickly inhaled knowing she would not enjoy the smell 
of her fart nearly as much as I. That was proved. She wrapped a
large towel around her ass and my face. I knew Sara had had chili
for dinner. I reaped the benefits of it. I held my breath so her 
fart would dissipate within my body. While I was holding my breath 
she did it again. I exhaled then inhaled again as quickly as I 
could but I know I did not get all of it. I felt sorry for 
My Goddess if any of that reached her cute little nose!

The moment I had been waiting for arrived. I watched as a large 
brown turd poked it's head out of her rosebud. The little hole 
stretch so much. It was a wonderment to watch it open, just as a 
flower opens. I opened my mouth as wide as I could. I could only 
hope it was large enough to receive Goddess Sara's turd.

She waited on me, she was being so sweet and considerate. Is it any 
wonder I adore serving her? I heard her say in a very sweet voice.

"Are you ready for more, Joe?" 

"Yes, Goddess," I answered.

She gave me more and gave it to me faster. I gulped it down. She
continued to feed me. I am so glad I had had prior experience doing 
this. Donna had trained me good. I licked Goddess Sara with long
loving licks then rimmed her good. I took the liberty of kissing 
that sweet little hole when I was through licking. She made no 
comments about that. she just said.

"Carry me to bed slave, you can take my panties to inhale but
don't you get any shit on them. That stuff stinks. Not everyone
likes the scent the way you do. Something else slave, don't you 
dare brush your teeth, wash your mouth or drink anything until
tomorrow. I will sleep with a warm tingling feeling knowing you
are tasting my shit all night long. Tomorrow I will let you
wash down the residue of my shit in a special way. A delish golden
stream will replace the yucky brown stains in your toilet mouth."

As if she had to tell me that. I was going to enjoy the scent and 
taste of Goddess Sara's shit all night long. I had dreamed of this 
moment since I first saw her.

She was so pleased with me, she laughted. It felt good to know 
my Goddess appreciated me and what I done for her. I said.

"Thank you Goddess for allowing me to care for you and serve you 
in this manner. I will always try to insure your life is great.
I will serve you in any and all ways you wish. I am completely
yours for life, if you will have me. Thank you Goddess Sara."

Goddess wrinkled her cute little nose and said to me in her 
superior voice. 

"You stink. Sleep in the bathroom of the guest room tonight.
We will find suitable arrangements for our new toilet slave tomorrow.
Kara and I will love using you as our toilet. I do not think you are
good enough to be the toilet of such beautiful ladies, but, you will
have to do for now. There are a lot of things you will do for us
besides enjoying the fine cusine coming from our bods.  If you 
are really good, work hard, and serve us well, maybe you will get
cum to swallow.  Would you like that shit mouth?"

"Oh yes, Goddess, please I will do anything for your and Goddess 
Kara's cum." I answered. I know what she said might sound harsh to 
some of you. I knew My Goddess was just showing her appreciation of 
me but wanted me to know how superior she was. Like I did not 
already know that. Goddesses have that right. Hearing that tone of 
voice must be expected by a person who is inferior. I am way down the 
food chain compared to Sara Abreu.

She tilted her pretty little head to one side and said in her 
hautiest voice, I love her voice. It so depicts the Goddess she is.

"OK, but for now, put these on and go." 

She handed me two sets of cuffs and showed me how to fasten them.
She is so sweet. I could not expect one so beautiful, a Goddess 
and all, to be half as sweet. 

I crawled to the guest bathroom and went to sleep with my mind 
on the beautiful Goddess whose shit I could still smell and taste.

 









