                      Cassie's Secret

                      Chapter Sixteen 
  

I can not believe Charlie, I have been so wrong about him. I have 
treated him really mean because I thought he was like all the other 
creeps I have known. He is not. He has allowed me to do really nasty 
stuff to him while giving him nothing but more deprivation and yeah, 
depraved treatment. I sometimes feel like a, not very nice person, yet to 
Charlie I am a Goddess. I do not think I will ever give Charlie, 
"The Goddest Test", again. I know he would take it, I think he would pass 
it over and over. But I do not want to do that to him, I am not even 
sure I could. 

I went through a lot of planning, meeting Charlie, getting the job, 
all for a purpose that I can not now do. I do not want to do it. I 
know I love Charlie. I never thought I could love a man. I certainly 
did not fathom falling in love with Charlie. All the jerks, and only 
one real man. Charlie knows how a woman should be treated. I do not 
believe he was taught, it must come natural to him. He has done so 
many sweet things to show how loving and considerate he is of me.  
He did not throw a fuss when I had him sleeping all night with his 
face in my pussy and even in my ass. Lucky for him I did not need 
to fart, because if I had needed to I would have and giggled at him 
when he got choked. Beleive me, I have done that a lot of times to 
him! When he asked if I wanted him to be my pee toilet, he would 
have been. I could have fed him every drop of my morning pee and 
Charlie would have swallowed it all without a complaint.  Hey, he 
even knelt in front of me and stuck out his tongue into the stream 
of piss! He licked me afterwards and I had not even had a bath.  
I know I stunk! Charlie did not grimace. I know Charlie wants to 
fuck me something terrible. I do not know if I can take all of 
Charlie. He is not as big as Edward. I know he would be gentle and 
a whole lot more understanding. I really believe Charlie would 
be my toilet, full, complete and for the rest of his life if I asked 
him to. He like, totally worships me. I have never been worshiped 
like that. I have always thought I deserved to be worshiped. I know 
no one as pretty as me. I know no one as sexy as me. My figure and 
complection are second to none for those who like dark complexioned 
women with large B tits and an ass just a little larger than their 
top measurement.

My ass has a truly beautiful heart shape, my tits have a lift to them 
that gives them the curve up and out look. I love showing off my bod.  
I love sitting in a crowded room dressed in a short skirt crossing, 
uncrossing, and ocassionally spreading my legs just a little so 
the men and some women can see my panties. I never believed there was 
anything wrong with that. They only see my panties and it gives them 
such a thrill. I have been doing that since junior high. Even my male 
teachers would look at my panties while pretending not to. I have sent 
them behind their desk to hide their bulges many, many times. It always 
gave me a sense of power. I like to bend over and accidently show my 
butt clad panties. Standing up and bending over a man's desk in a low 
cut blouse with no bra is cool too. I have actually seen some men drool!  
I know I am a meanie. I know I like to torture men sometimes. It just 
comes on me. Maybe there is something wrong with me. Maybe I can not 
ever be a wife to Charlie all of the time in the natural sense. Maybe 
there will always be times when I am horny that I will want, no Need, 
to humiliate someone, yes, even Charlie. Maybe Charlie will have to 
accept that and lick me after I pee, and maybe once in a while just 
to prove he loves me, drink all of my pee. I know I will always want 
him to eat me through multi orgasms, he is so good at that. I know 
there will always be times when I want his nose, his face, and 
his tongue in my ass hole.  When his tongue made the trip the length 
of my ass crack then intered my asshole, I had an orgasm. There is 
something about having a man's tongue in my ass that turns me on.  
Maybe it is the sense of power. Edward was a hugh power trip the 
ultimist in power trips. I was going to do the same thing to Charlie, 
but I know now that I can not. I know I will need to do that again.  
I would like to see if I can prolong a mans life for say five years 
or more while using him as my toilet slave.  The thing is, Charlie 
would willingly be my full and complete toilet slave, I think. Such 
power I have over a man.  Many women could do things to a man if 
they knew it, and wanted to. It is difficult for me to accept that 
any, "Real woman", would not want to exert her power over a man and
put him to his limit and beyond.

The days go by quickly. Charlie is 100 % devoted to me at all times.
Some women may become bored with a man so attentive and lose him.
Not me. I know what I have. He is exactly what I always wanted a man 
to be but never thought one existed. I know I use Charlie. I use him 
all the time. He serves me. He has never missed a month of menses
service. That is the greatest thing he does for me and he does it
because he loves me. He certainly does not enjoy the taste! He lies
to me and tells me he does. Like I believe that! He tells me my 
farts do not stink! Believe me when I tell you they are the worlds 
worse! 

I pee in Charlies mouth a lot. To much. I make him drink a ton of water.
I do not allow him to drink any sodas or stuff that is not good for
him. My pee is his only vice! Do you know what that man dreamed up on
his own, and does? He makes peescicles. That is what he calls them.
He freezes my pee on a stick and sucks on them on the beach! I am
totally pleased. I look at him sucking on a peescicle and get goosebumps!
Everyday all day long, night too, he is totally devoted to me. The more
he serves me the more he wants to serve me. His happiest time is 
when he is doing something for me that he does not think any other 
man does for his godddess. He says he thinks I am the only real goddess 
anyway! He likes to tell me he found and acquired the worlds only goddess.
I sometime accept the compliment graciously. Sometimes I tease him by
reminding him, he is mine. Not me his!

Teasing like that is the only time our true relationship is mentioned.
Sure I call him, "slave", a lot just like he calls me, "Goddess" a lot.
They are endearing terms we call each other. Our pet names. Sometimes 
when I have this, I want to be a bitch feeling, I call him toilet and 
go pee in his mouth. What never ceases to amaze me though, he is super 
attentive when I do that. He caresses my pussy with his tongue. He always
licks my ass when I do this to him. He even prolongs contact and sucks
on my ass hole. Charlie can not get enough of worshipping me! I could
never count the time that out of the clear blue he drops to his knees 
bows down and kisses my feet, calls me Goddess, and confesses his love 
for me. I do not remember the last time I did any care things for me. 
You know like bathing, nail trimming, hair washing, trimming, :). He
does it all for me. He cooks, cleans, does laundry. On his cleaning
days he walks around the hous with my panties in his mouth. Now that
he know it turns me on and does not make me think he is weird, he
wears another pair over his nose while he cleans a pair. He looks
comical walking around cleaning house with one of my panties over 
his face and another hanging from his mouth while he sucks on it.

I understand completely. The guy is crazy about me, really crazy about 
me and pussy whipped to the extreme! 

Charlie and I have been married for five years. It seems like yesterday.
or maybe last month. He is more loving to me now than when we took that
plane trip. :) Thinking of his face on my crotch for the first time is 
a warm feeling. God, I have been sooo lucky. I had some really bad 
experiences with men. Charlie is worth those. I love him more than I 
ever thought I was capable of loving. He has taught me a lot about loving.
He has taught me that if a man truly loves a woman he can not do to much 
for her.

I am pushing 30, this is what I did to him only yesterday.

"Slave, get your ass in here. I need your services! Now slave, or you will 
feel my teeth!" I called out to him.

He came running to me, dropped to his knees in front of me, kissed my 
foot and said,"How may I serve my beautiful Goddess?"

"I need to pee and I am using you as my toilet." I told him in my 
haughty voice that says I am worth 10,000 of you.

Without a word he began to remove my shorts and panties.
As soon as he had my shorts off he lovingly kissed my pantied crotch.
He inhaled and a look of estacy came on his face. He removed my panties
and kissed my pussy. He began to lick it like it was candy that he 
wanted to last for as many licks as possible. You know, slow gentle 
licks. God he could make me hot!

"I do not have the desire for that. I need to pee! I told you that.
If you do not place your mouth in its desired position, I will piss 
all over your face because you are my slave, I own you and can do 
anything to you I want as long as we both shall live. Right slave?"

"That should have been a part of our marriage vows!" (g)

"Yes, Goddess, I belong to you." He said as correctly positioned
his mouth and I began to pee.

I looked down at him. God I loved the things I could make him do 
with no effort.

"Know what slave, I am going to take a big dump in your mouth just 
to remind you of who id the Mistress and who is the slave."

"You like to smell my farts and eat my shit, don't you slave?" 

He could not answer because he was busy swallowing my piss!

"Silence gives consent, you did not answer so I know you want to 
be my toilet."

I finished my piss and turned my ass to his face. He kissed my 
cheecks then frenched my pretty brown rosebud. I loved his tongue.

I pretended I was trying to shit for several minutes while he
remained attentive to my hole. 

"I am not ready slave. Go back to what ever you were doing before 
being rewarded with my delish pee!"

"Do you have enough peescicles?" 

I did not want him to run low. I loved seeing him eating them!

I told him I was teasing and he brushed his teeth and hooked up 
with me. I fucked his face and allowed him to lick and slurp on
my pussy for the remainder of the afternoon. I did not want to
wear him out. Night was coming!

The End 








