                  An Ocean of Misery

                     
This is a femdom story with parts written from both male and female points 
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 it 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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                   CHAPTER THREE

     I am Kara, I got up Sunday morning about 9:00 Am. 
I put my gown on over my thong, brushed my teeth and hair, 
and went looking for Joe. I found him in the guest bathroom
curled in a fetal position. A closer look and I noticed
he was cuffed hands to feet. I nudged him firmly with my
foot.  He groaned and looked up. Ohhh, what a stink. I
knew what Sara hand done to him. How did she get him cuffed
though?

"Joe, you stink something fierce. I can't stand to be in 
the same room with you. Were you Sara's complete toilet?"

He only nodded.

Well, this is your lucky year. I have to used the toilet.
It is obvious you have prior toilet experience!"

I laughted at my joke, a little bathroom humor to delight 
the soul.

"On your knees and tilt your head back. Yuck, that stinks!"

I removed my gown and thong. I did not bother to blindfold
him.  It was obvious what he was going to be for the rest of
his miserable pathetic life. Who blindfolds a toilet?

I squatted over him, aligned my peehole with his open mouth.
Yuck, he did not even protest. This creep wants to me my
toilet. I realeased some pee in his mouth.

"Rinse your toilet mouth and swallow." I commanded him.  He
followed my instructions. I laughted. I could not help it,
well I did not want to either.  I have used lots of guys for
my toilet. It still gives me an incredible power rush.  There
is nothing like looking down and seeing a mouth open to recieve 
your waste.  But he was not protesting at all.  He was as willing
as all the rest have been after being totally broken. No way 
could Sara have broke him in one night.  I would have heard the 
screams. He rinsed, swallowed, and opened for more! Unbelievable!
I looked at him with a smirk on my face and peed another mouthful
for him. He again rinsed and swallowed.  

"Gargle this mouthfull, Toilet."

I pissed, he gargled and swallowed. Perfect, absolutely friggin
perfect. I was either getting used to the shit smell or we were 
washing it down to his stomach where it belonged. 

"OK Toilet, swallow as fast as you can, if I have to stop pissing
one more time I am giving you a hard kick to your balls.  Got it?"

He nodded yes, mouth open and empty.  I fixed the empty part. He
was gulping down my piss like it was his favorite drink.  He was
disgusting.  How could he willingly be a toilet.  Yuck!  As I
had these thoughts I could feel my face wrinkle in disgust.  I
was having an incredible urge to kick him in the balls. But only
after I use him.  He ate Sara's shit, well.....he is going to
eat mine too. I finished pissing. The sewer mouth kept up.

"Blot me gently with paper, Toilet, and eat the paper."  

I held still while he blotted me.  He did that so tenderly.
I was moved, but only for a second, this is what he was created 
for.  I watched him all the while I was pissing in his mouth.
He wanted it.  As unimaginable as that seems, he wanted it!

"Thank you, Goddess Kara." He said.

Did I hear that correctly. I have beaten guys within an inch of 
their lives to hear those words. "Goddess Kara"! I felt like
a royal princess, no make that a real one hundred percent
Goddess.  I certainly had power over life and death, just like
dad or a Goddess.

"It pleases me you know your place, Toilet." I told him as
I turned around and sat on his upturned face. I felt his open
mouth cover my asshole.  I pressed down with my weight to make 
a better seal and pushed a fart in his mouth.  I laughted.
Here this pathetic boy had drink all of my piss.  I was
sitting on his face, about to take a dump, and he was inhaling
my fart.  I farted again. I know he is a sub human at best,
still yet, the power, ohhh, I love the power. I pushed a turd
out, I could feel his mouth work and heard a gulp as he 
swallowed my shit. I put my hand to my pussy and squeezed my
own hand.  I released my squeeze and shit some more.  Joe 
swallowed.  I don't know how much I shit, but all I could.
If I paused a little between turds, he would start licking.
He lapped on my ass.  I sat on his face enjoying the wonderful
feeling of power I had over this, this.....thing. I have never
dreamed there was anyone who would willingly submit to such 
disgusting and degrading acts.  How can anyone eat shit?  Drink 
piss....,nah, that is disgusting too. I do not care though.  We 
were going to end this pathetic assholes life in The United 
States this summe. There are to many dumb, ugly, stupid men 
here anyway.  Sara and I, with dad's help have been doing our 
civic duty for years. It always made me feel great to see their 
lives finally amounting to something and being a useful member 
of society. Our dad taught us that if a person can not be rich, 
he should consider it a priviledge to serve.  To serve in what 
ever capacity he could. He has told us a lot of times that these
pathetic beings were fortunate to be used in such a manner.
Joe cerainly has made me a true believer. Not that I was not 
before, but.....you know, there were small doubts.  Especially 
when so much torture was required to make the lesser beings 
serve in the way we wanted them to. No doubts here.  This ass 
licker loved it.  He licked my shitty ass like it was candy.  
After what just came out of it, he should know, candy does 
not come from there!  I laughted again. I got off his loser 
face.

"Were you laughing at me, Goddess Kara?" Joe asked.

"There is no one else in the room, do you see anyone else?"

He shook his head from side to side.

"Well.....commode mouth, of course I am laughing at you.
You are the lowest creature on earth. I have just pissed
and shit in your mouth.  You swallowed all of it and you 
liked it too.  Yuck, you are disgusting. You stink too.
Wash your mouth out.  Use the guest toothbrush, nooo not
the new one.  See that one in the waste can, use it.  
Looks like it is one the maid has been using for cleaning.
It certainly is good enough for you. Hurry, then and go 
see if Sara is awake. If she is not, kneel in front of her 
bathroom until she awakens.  She is injured.  You had
best serve her with everyting in your power.  Now get
your ass in there.  Don't walk, crawl, you are not good
enough to walk in this house."

I gave him a swift kick in the ass as he crawled by me.
I wanted to kick him in the balls but missed. I moved 
quickly jumping on his back. He made a loud, wooof,
as his stomach bottomed out on the floor. I doubled my
fist and hit him on both shoulder blades.

"Crawl, Toilet." I commanded.

We got to Sara's room, the door was locked. I got off
of him.

"Kneel here. If anyone walks by and asks what you are
doing here.  You tell them you are a full time toilet for
Goddeses Sara and Kara.  You are their slave because you
worship them. If it is one of my parents, ask if you may 
serve them while you wait for Goddess Sara to awaken and
use you for her toilet."

I made him repeat that four time before he got it right.
He is so stupid.  He is not good enough to serve us. He
will suffice though! :)

I was going to go in her room and see if she was awake.
My cellie rang while my hand was on Sara's door. It was 
Sara, see what I mean by the earlier remark about us 
having the same thoughts at the same time?

                    Sara Awakens

I woke up. I laid in bed for a few minutes thinking how 
proud I was of myself the way I handled Joe last night.  
I would have still been broken hearted over the loss at 
the State Tournament if there had been no Joe.
See how lesser creatures can serve if they truly devote 
themselves to making their superior's live better. If 
this "nothing" can make my life better by taking away some 
of the sadness I would have had today with out him to 
serve me in such disgusting ways, then his otherwise
worthless life is worth something.  See how that makes 
sense.  The nobody becomes somebody. That is the true 
order of the world. It is so clear, I am sure you agree.

I wonder where he is. I called Kara on her cellie. She
answered.

Kara, have you seen Joe?"

"Yes, Sara, how did you get Joe cuffed, and how did you get 
him to be a complete toilet?"

Sara answered. "He put the cuffs on himself. I had already
used him. Kara, he is a born toilet, really. It required
no effort to get him to swallow everything.  Both of us can
use him full time starting now.  Why wait until this summer.
Take these keys, remove the cuffs but leave his hands cuffed.
Tell him to get his ass in here, I have to piss.  He already
knows he gets to drink it.  The shit for brains has been looking
forward to my golden nectar all night while savoring my delish
fecal matter. I will tell you more later, right now I have gotta 
go pee. Send him in." 

I turned to Joe.

"Joe, I have to unlock you." I held my breath and unlocked his 
left ankle. I fastened the cuff to his left hand and removed
the other cuff completely.

"You had better hurry in there, Sara does not like to wait."

He hurried to Sara's room.

"Goddess Sara," he said as he fell on his knees by her bed. "May
I carry you to the bathroom?"

"Joe, what ever have you been eating? You smell like shit. Lucky
for you I am going to help you with that little problem."

"Kara what have you done to Joe?" 

"Do you mean Toilet Joe?" Kara asked followed by that low 
sultry laugh. "I found him this morning and made very
good use of him. Your offering will be his lunch. I fed him 
breakfast this morning.  He loved it too.  How did you break 
him for toilet use so quickly?"

"There was nothing to break. He wanted it. I think he has wanted 
it from the first time he saw us. I will give him something to 
drink. He will have to wait on lunch!" Both of us laughted.  

Joe was going to brighten our lives. All it was going to 
cost him was his.  His life was worth nothing before he 
met us, now, "presto", his life had value. See how much
better this is for him.  Why would anyone want to be
worthless and a drain on society when instead they can make 
someone happy and make a positive contribution?

I gingerly got off the bed using only one leg to lift my
body.  I gently put my weight on my hurt ankle. I could 
stand it.  Maybe I could have played. I took another step.
I almost fell.  That answered that question in my mind.
I hopped to the door and unlocked it.  Joe had heard me
and was on all fours like a puppy waiting to come in as 
soon as his mistress opened the door.

"Get your ass in here, and be quick about it. Stop I want
a ride to the bathroom." 

I sat on his back and he carried me to the bathroom.

"Well, get in the correct position, toilet. I have to piss 
and I do not have all day.  Do I need to kick your face?"

That got him scurrying to assume the position on the floor,
head tilted a little and mouth opened.  I straddled his
face and started peeing. I looked down at him. He was
looking up at my face. Total worship in his eyes. He
is crazy. Bonkers! I would pause my stream to let him
keep up. I have never enjoyed pissing in a guys mouth
half as much as I enjoyed pissing in Joe's mouth. This 
is the ultimist in power trips. I don't think I can take
a dump yet but maybe I can fart. I am sure this idiot
will love it. How he can do this, I don't know, I don't
care. He is a worthless worm and I am going to use him
for my pleasure.  My pleasure includes full toilet service.
There is nothing like having a devoted toilet slave.  If
a guy will be your toilet, he will do anything for you.

Kara and I discussed all of the things we would do to him 
in the future.  We let him listen, why not. If we said we 
were going to chop off his head, he would put it on a block 
for us. As we discussed him we carved our names on his chest 
with our nails. Not our full names, just Sara and Kara.  It 
looked so good. He lay there while we worked on him. We 
could see pain in his eyes and on his face.  He would squint 
his face but make no sound.

"Slave get yourself over here." I told him pointing to the 
other side of the bed. I was going to watch a movie and
I needed Joe for a foot rest. He went where I told him.
Both of us put our legs across his back. Joe was being 
useful. Everyone could be useful if they tried. I like
having a guy kneel down in my presence while I use him
in some way. Joe is making a very good foot rest.  I
told him so too. He was soooo pleased.  Any words of
praise from us and Joe goes bonkers. I put my foot to
his mouth and he began licking my foot. I let him enjoy
licking and kissing my foot. He even sucked on my toes.
His tongue moved around and inbetween my toes beautifully.
He will be nice to have when I have run in the sand.
The sand will be good for him too.  He will need some
roughage in his diet to act as a stimulus to peristalsis.

We watched our movie. Joe moved to much. Kara went to
the basement and got a couple whips. From then on when 
he would move both of us would give him a good lash. Her
whip would hit his ass, mine would hit his neck, head, 
ears, and would wrap to his face. I would hit him twice 
because of the inconvenience of moving my foot from his
mouth so to hit him. Hey, I could not hit my own foot!
I simply will not tolerate a slave causing any 
inconvenience to me.  His only purpose in life is to
give us pleasure and be a convenience for us. I hit
him a lot harder than Kara did too. I only had to hit him
four times. The last two lashes I gave him brought blood.
Not pouring, just welts that I could see blood in places.
He never even required a kleenex. There would be marks 
there for a while.  In time to come he would get a lot 
more.  There is so much power in the ability to treat
a guy like this. I always get wet when I am inflicting
pain. It is not the idea of pain. Not at all. It is
the realization that I have the authority and power to
do so. It helps me to appreciate my status in life. Joe
has made both of us wet. He will reap rewards for 
enduring a little pain. Joe is a big winner. We will remind
him of that often when we are allowing him to be in pain
for us. He will tells us he appreciates it. I hope he
does to because if I ever found that he did not, he 
would be in for a lot of problems! :) I have to smile at 
those thoughts. What more problems could he have! :) He is 
being used up by two teen girls who enjoy using him up!

"Hi dad." both girls said as their dad walked in their 
room.

"Hi twins," He answered. "I see the two of you are being
good to Joe.  Are these young ladies treating you alright, 
Joe?"

"Yes, Your Honor, they are treating me very good."

"How did you get those marks on your skin?" He winked
at the girls as he asked.

"I was being to wiggly. I deserved it, your honor."

"I am glad to hear that Joe. I think their mom and I
have done a great job of raising these girls. They 
are very special to me. I would not want to hear of
any complaints about you or your service to them. I
expect you to do whatever they ask.  I know my daughters 
would never be unreasonable. They are young and twins.
I know I have spoiled them a little too.  That is because
I love them so much. Sometimes they may become a little
rambunctious. If they do, you just be extra nice to them 
and it will pass. You are very lucky my daughters chose 
you to give their love and affections to.  Yes, you are 
very lucky. In fact, that will be your name while you are
with us, "Lucky". Do you like that name, Lucky?"

"Yes, Your Honor, very much."

"That is good, Lucky. Would you like to stay with us.
I can arrange it so you can stay here, help sara while
her ankle heals, and who knows, maybe you can continue 
to stay here and be a personal, well......what word am I
searching for"

"Toilet," both girls said at once and laughted. Kara
beat her heels on Joe's back as they laughed.

"Now girls, you know better than that. Act nice. We have a 
guest present."

"He can be our personal servant." Sara said, still giggling.

"How does that sound to you, Joe?" Judge Abreu asked. "Would
you like staying here and being a personal servent to these 
two lovely girls?"

"Yes Your Honor." Joe/Lucky answered, as the twins smiled 
at their father. Joe had made another step towards his
ocean of misery.

"You know, Lucky, if you are really nice to Sara & Kara,
they may want you to go on cruise with us this summer."

"Really, wow, I never dreamed of that. On your YACHT?"

"What do you think, daughters, is there a possibility?"
The judge asked.

Sara and Kara were now smiling from ear to ear.  Their
faces were flushed.

Sara answered. "Uhmmmm, that is possible. We had not thought
about it. He would have to be really, really good. He is 
being pretty good, but there is a lot of improvements he 
must make."

"Well twins, you all can decide. It is your decision 
whether he goes with us this summer or stays behind. You
girls have fun, you take care of that ankle. Lucky will do
anything to help you, won't you Lucky?"

"Yes, Your Honor, you know I will!"

As the Judge walked away, Sara said to Lucky, "Are ya hungry?
I have some warm and very fresh food for you. It is about your
lunch time."

Kara laughted as she said, "Lucky, I bet is just like what 
you had for breakfast. You loved breakfast, didn't you?"

"Yes, Goddess Kara. Everything that comes from a Goddess is
good."

"I like the way you think, Lucky. You just might get really 
lucky this summer. It is a great way to spend the rest of your 
life even. Sara and I love it. We have a ton of fun."

Lucky was all smiles as he positioned himself for Sara to sit
on. Sara sat on his back and he carried her to the bathroom.
She got off his back and held on to the door facing. 
Lucky raised up on his knees, tilted his head back and opened 
his mouth.

"No stupid. Help me get undressed first. You will not be
so anxious when the scent hits you. Remember the fart, well
this is going to be a lot worse!"

Lucky helped her remove her clothes. He readied himself for
her again. He sat on the floor. She stepped a straddle of 
his shoulders and lowered her pussy to his open mouth. 

"Always give my pussy a couple big licks, then kiss it."

Lucky licked Sara's pussy with the flat of his tongue twice, 
making sure it was very wet. Her cum was gooey and sweet.
He kissed her lips tenderly one at a time. He placed his 
mouth over her pussy and waited. He had a short time to wait.
As soon as the flow started, Lucky started swallowing.
Her piss was not nearly as strong as it was this morning,
Lucky thought as he gulped it down in big swallows. When she
finished he again licked her tenderly. As she was getting off
of him to turn around he said.

"I love doing this for you Goddess. You are incredibly sweet.
Even if you were not so sweet, I would do it because you and
Kara are the most beautiful girls I have ever seen. Thank you
for chosing me."

Sara said nothing, she just looked at Lucky with a smirk of
superiorty, and laughted a low sultry laugh. She placed her
asshole over his waiting mouth. Lucky placed his hands on her
ass cheeks and lifted so that her anus was positioned about 
five inches above his mouth. He watched as her rosebud opened
and a large brown object appeared. About the time the horrible
scent assailed his nostrels Sara threw a towell over her ass
and his head. It took all of his will power to hold his mouth 
open and watch as the large brown object rapidly descended.
Just as it reached his lips her sphincter closed and the turd
dropped into his mouth. The turd was still extended above his 
nose. Lucky pushed his tongue against the turd and felt it 
flatten against the roof of his mouth. All of his taste buds
were alive and shared the bitter bile taste of Sara's shit.
Lucky swallowed. The remainder of the turd went in his mouth.
A few chews and he could swallow it too. He grunted, opened
his mouth and watched as another thinner but longer one entered
his mouth. He quickly squished it with his tongue and swallowed
as more shit pushed against the inner part of his mouth. He
cut the turd again and swallowed. He was then able to chew the 
remainder. Even as he chewed he saw more headed his way. He
repeated the procedure. He was feeling light headed. Probably
due to the lack of oxygen he thought. His part of the world
was saturated with methane and stunk something fierce. He
heard the fan come on. He took a deep breath. He could feel
the room go around. He tried to call out but could not hear 
his own voice. His head went back and bumped the wall.
Sara did not get off. She felt his body go limp but sat a 
little while longer. She knew if she got off and took the towel 
away the stink would be to great. Besides that is what he was
for. No one could expect a Goddess to smell shit. Sara laughted
as she moved her anus back and forth over his nose. She got
off and looked down at him. A smile played on her pretty mouth.

Even though the scent of her shit was still in the room, she
watched Lucky. He had enjoyed all of her he could then passed
out from sensory overload brought about by his mortal body's
contact with the waste from the body of a Goddess. He would
come to......this time. She had seen it before. He was a long
ways from being used up. Hey, his ocean of misery had not begun
yet!















  
