Part II

"No! Stupid! It's you that doesn't understand," Jolanda screamed at him. "We're doing this because I want to - not because you want to. You tried to make me your slave. Well, those books of yours just showed me that I had other options. Now it's you who are my slave. And as for hurting you...." WHAM! She kicked him in the face again. "I could care less. It makes me feel powerful to do things to you and I don't care what you feel. But I can tell you this, it'll hurt a lot less if you quit making me mad. And as for the damage, well I'm a genie. If I do too much damage I can just fix it back and then start all over again. I could do these things to you forever. Now get busy and lick my feet. They are hot and tired. I've had these shoes on all day practicing walking in them and my feet are tired and sore and I want to soak them in your mouth." Jolanda kicked him in the face once more and then sat down and crossed her leg so that her shod foot was right in Richard's face. Richard, finding that he could move again, reached up and removed the pump from Jolanda's foot. He knew he would have to do anything she asked of him. "Lick out the inside before you put it down," Jolanda said. "I like to keep my shoes clean." As Richard pressed the shoe to his face he could smell the leather mingled with the smell of Jolanda's foot sweat. He licked all the salty tasting perspiration from the inside of her shoe before he put it down. Jolanda pressed the sole of her foot to his face and began to slowly kneed his face with her toes. He could smell the odor of her feet in the damp nylons. As he opened his mouth to breathe she pushed her toes into his mouth and Richard tasted the salty flavor of Jolanda's feet as he sucked the perspiration from the dark reinforced toe area of her dirty nylons. He sucked, licked, and caressed her nyloned foot with his tongue for twenty minutes before she told him to do the same thing to her other foot. Twenty minutes later Jolanda's feet felt better and the inside of Richard's mouth tasted just like the inside of her shoes.

"Well, that feels much better," Jolanda said as she stretched out her legs and propped her feet on Richard's, suddenly immobilized, face like it was a footstool. "I sure hope you like the taste of my dirty nylons, because you're going to be tasting them every day from now on." Then she started rubbing her feet slowly up and down his face, the rough mesh of her nylons burning his sore face. Richard couldn't help but wonder what had happened to him. He thought he had it made. He had everything he wanted and a beautiful love slave. Now he finds that his face is nothing more than something for her to wipe her feet on. His mouth is a wet, warm place for her to soak her tired, dirty feet.

"Now that my feet feel better I'm going to read some more of these magazine articles to learn how to deal with you," Jolanda said as she removed her feet from Richard's face. "And I don't want to be disturbed by you. Get up on the couch and lie down. I'll sit on your stupid face while I read." As Richard got up in position, Jolanda removed her skirt and soaked panties and then unceremoniously plopped her naked ass down on Richard's upturned face. As his head sank deep into the cushions from her weight, she twisted her ass around on his face and came to rest with her hot, wet cunt pressed to his open mouth and his nose pressed against her pungent asshole.

Richard, trying to get some air with his face smashed beneath her hot, dank, ass, began to suck on the hairy cunt that filled his mouth. Jolanda, enjoying the feeling of Richard's sucking mouth on her private parts, began to grind her cunt and ass into his trapped face thinking only of her own pleasure and totally oblivious to anything else. Richard could taste the remnants of her previous cum blended with the taste of her perspiration and the fresh juices flooding into his mouth as he sucked and licked for all he was worth. His whole world became the taste of her dripping wet pussy and the smell of her hot spicy asshole.

Due to lack of air, Richard began to slow down. Jolanda, not wanting the pleasure she was feeling to diminish, sensed his slowing and blinked her eyes. Suddenly Richard had plenty of air in his lungs. He didn't know how exactly, the beautiful genie was still sitting on his face with all her weight and his mouth was still full of her pulsating pussy and his nose was still pressed so tight to her asshole that he thought I might slip inside, but he had plenty of air too.

"If you want to keep breathing, you'd better eat me real good," Jolanda panted and she ground her ass unmercifully into his already sore features. Richard licked and sucked at her tasty cunt as though his life depended upon it - and of course it did! Jolanda ground harder and harder into his face until she shuddered to the biggest climax she ever remembers having. As her cunt exploded into Richard's mouth, he drank freely the flood of girl juices that spilled from her.

As the throws of her orgasm subsided, Jolanda leaned back and shifted her hips so that her hot asshole was pressed tight to Richard's open mouth. She brought her feet up and rested them on Richard's crotch and rock-hard penis. She instructed Richard to stick his tongue as far up her dirty asshole as possible and lick and suck slowly while she read her magazine. She even blinked and made his tongue an inch and a half longer so he could reach deep inside her foul tasting rectum. As he lay there, the pain mounting in his head as her heavy ass mashed down his face, Richard had plenty of time to reflect on his new position in life. He wondered at what he had become as he slowly worked his tongue in and out of Jolanda's sour asshole and drank down the ass juices mixed with his own saliva that flowed into his mouth.

Jolanda felt a surge of power that she had never felt before. She felt like a queen sitting on her living throne. She enjoyed the sensation of Richard's (now longer) tongue sliding slowly in and out of her asshole. She didn't give much thought to what Richard was feeling only her own pleasure. She did wonder if Richard liked the taste of her ass, not that it mattered, but she had heard that sometimes people develop an acquired taste for something that at first they didn't like. If it was possible, she knew that this slug on who's face she was sitting would acquire a taste for her ass as she planned on doing this often. Occasionally she would try to grip his tongue by tightening her sphincter. She couldn't grip it tight enough to stop it from moving, but it felt good trying.

After a while Jolanda settled down and began to read her magazine. As she became involved in her reading she forgot all about the slave who was suffering beneath her. Richard lost track of how long he had been trapped beneath this beautiful woman's heavy ass, but the increasing pain in his head from the unrelenting weight mashing his face told him it was a long time. The only time she moved was once when she shifted her weight slightly by twisting her ass on his trapped face and a couple of times she repositioned her feet on his crotch, banging her heels into his balls each time. He wondered if she knew how incredibly hot it was in her ass or how foul her asshole tasted.

Richard decided to try and think about other things so as to take his mind off his suffering. He tried to think of pleasant things and better times. He was just beginning to have some success at this when Jolanda jerked him back to stark reality by rudely farting into his open mouth!

Jolanda felt the gas pressure building, but did nothing to stop its release. In fact she even helped it along a little by pushing it out. She wasn't even thinking about the face she was sitting on - in fact it wasn't even until she felt Richard's cheeks puff up as his mouth filled with the sharp tasting air that she realized that she had just farted directly into some man's mouth. As the realization struck her she felt a warm glow in her pussy and slowly ground her ass in her slave's face to celebrate the moment.

Ordinarily she might have been more aware of what she was doing, but she was so engrossed in the article she was reading that she didn't think of anything else. She was reading an article about a woman who was much like herself. One that wasn't going to be pushed around by men anymore. The article described how this woman kept her husband as her slave to be used whenever she wanted. The article described how this woman made her slave/husband lick her dirty feet and asshole daily. And the part that really got Jolanda's attention was this woman telling how she used her husband's mouth as a toilet every time she had to piss. WOW! That idea made Jolanda feel so good that she knew she had to try it. And she had the man she needed to try it on - right under her ass!

Jolanda slid her ass back over Richard's face and positioned her pussy on his mouth. She was so excited in anticipation of what she was about to do that she could hardly hold it till she was in the right position.

"Now, open wide!" she said as she pressed her pussy tight against Richard's open mouth. "I've got a little drink for you." With that she let go with a torrent of piss right in Richard's unsuspecting mouth. Richard didn't know what was going on. When she slid back and positioned her pussy on his mouth he figured he would have to lick her to orgasm again. No sooner had he opened his mouth when it was suddenly filled by a flood of hot, acrid, girl piss. Survival dictated that he try and drink as much of the foul tasting urine as he could, but he couldn't keep up with the flow and some of the piss began to spill from his mouth.

"What are you doing?!" Jolanda screamed when she saw her piss spilling from Richard's gulping mouth. "Don't you like the taste of my piss?! How dare you spill it!" She sneered as she stifled the flow of her urine and then raised her right foot and kicked Richard as hard as she could in the balls. Richard gagged on her piss as he tried to scream into her wet pussy as the pain suddenly exploded in his balls. She then began bouncing up and down on Richard's sore face with all of her weight.

"I'll teach... you to spill... my piss," she gasped between bounces. Richard's head felt like it was going to bust as her heavy ass smashed into it over and over again. Just as Richard thought he was going to lose consciousness she tired of bouncing and rested with her ass perched squarely on Richard's head, his face wedged in her hot, damp, smelly crack. After she calmed down a little, Jolanda realized that Richard couldn't possibility swallow fast enough to keep up with her flow. But that doesn't matter, he should have tried harder she thought as she positioned her pussy over his mouth once more.

This time she blinked and Richard,s larynx froze open. She let go and pissed long and hard into Richard's open mouth. With his larynx fixed in the open position, it was like pissing into an open pipe with his mouth acting like a funnel. I think it was here that Richard realized the full power that this woman had over him. She was using his mouth just like a regular toilet, with no more thought than would have been given to a porcelain bowl. As her foul-tasting piss cascaded into his mouth he realized that whatever he thought or felt didn't matter any more. He knew he would have to put up with whatever indignity this woman subjected him to, and he would have to suffer any pain she dished out until he could figure a way out of this mess.

After Jolanda finished pissing in Richard's mouth, she let him close his mouth and ordered him to lick her clean. The thought of what she had just done in this man's mouth and Richard's working tongue soon got her excited again. Richard continued to lick and suck at her pissy tasting pussy until she exploded into his mouth with her orgasm. Jolanda then slid her asshole back over his mouth and had him insert his tongue in her rectum as she sat on his face and relaxed from her powerful orgasm.

Jolanda continued to sit on Richard's face for another twenty minutes or so. Savoring the exquisite feel of his soft, moist tongue working slowing in and out of her asshole. She found that she couldn't resist the urge to fart into Richard's mouth one more time. She loved blowing his mouth up with her ass air, so she let go with a long one. Jolanda laughed as Richard choked and sputtered as he sucked down her foul fart.

"If you are done sucking on my tasty asshole, we'll go to bed now," Jolanda announced as she stood up. "Bring my clothes and follow me into the bedroom."

As Jolanda's hot ass raised up off of Richard's face he could feel the cool air rush in over his wet face which was covered with girl perspiration, cum, piss, and ass juices. He followed her into the bedroom.

"You might as well make yourself useful while you sleep," Jolanda said as soon as they entered the room. "Put those filthy panties in your mouth. You can clean them while you sleep. Richard put the soiled panties in his mouth and began stroking his tongue over the drying cum and perspiration stains in the crotch area.

"Put my shoes down by the bed," Jolanda said. "One of them will serve as your bottle for the night. Richard put the shoes down as instructed and before he knew what was happening he noticed Jolanda blink and he began to shrink until he was only 5 inches tall. As he stared up at the giant amazon that towered above him he stood in awe as she raised her right foot and kicked him in the face. The collision with the giant nyloned foot knocked Richard flat on his back and then the huge foot descended on his face mashing his features and upper chest beneath it. Jolanda laughed at the sight of the little man sticking out from under her foot. She couldn't resist the urge to twist her foot about on his face as though she were squashing an offensive bug. It made her feel good to know that never again would a man control her life. She was in control now and she knew that she would never go back. Richard silently screamed into the bottom of her foot as the rough mesh of the nylon twisted about on his face mangling his nose and threatening to scrub the skin off of his sore face. Jolanda bent down to grasp Richard's body and pull it out from under her foot. As she did she made a point of shifting all of her weight to the ball of the foot that was mashing Richard's face and pressing his head deep into the pile of the carpet. Richard thought his whole head was going to bust open from the tremendous pressure caused by the massive foot on his face. Then suddenly the pressure lessened as Jolanda's hand wrapped around his waist and pulled him from under her foot.

"Nighty-night," Jolanda said as she dropped Richard's small form head-first into one of her high heeled shoes. Then she sat on the bed and removed her soiled nylons. "Here is your blankets." Jolanda said with a stifled giggle as she stuffed the dirty nylons into the shoe that Richard was lying in.

As Jolanda slept peacefully above him, Richard was a long time going to sleep as he laid in the dank shoe embedded in the smell of Jolanda's worn nylons and tasting the filthy panties in his mouth. Even after he fell to sleep he continued to suck all the flavor out of the soiled material.

Morning came with a jolt for Richard as Jolanda, who awakened first, pulled the nylons from her shoe and dumped Richard out on the carpet. As he struggled to clear his head he looked up into the lovely face of the beautiful creature that towered, still naked, above him.

"Well, how are we this morning, worm," Jolanda said with a sneer. Richard started to say something, but his mouth was still full of panties. "You can't talk with your mouth full, stupid. Here let me take those panties for you." Jolanda said as she blinked and the panties suddenly appeared full-size in her hand. "For your sake these had better be clean," she warned as she examined the damp garment. "Ah ha! Look at this!" she screamed as she shoved the panties down in Richard's direction. "What's this brown mark on the seat? You didn't get it all out. Can't you do anything right! You..stupid little cock. That's what you look like down there, you know, a little cock." A smile formed on Jolanda's face as an idea suddenly struck her. "Well, what do you think? Would you make a good cock?"

Before Richard could answer, Jolanda's hand came down and scooped him up from the rug. She brought him up close to her face and said, "Don't screw this up stupid, or I'll stuff you up my asshole and leave you there." Then she blinked her eyes and Richard's body became stiff. She then laid down on the bed and, grabbing Richard by the legs, began rubbing his face and head slowly up and down her wet pussy furrow. Richard was assailed by the strong smell of her stale pussy as his face rubbed over the ever wet pussy flesh. Richard was practically drowning in the sopping fluids that flowed from her. A couple of times she even slid his stiff form further up her crotch and used his face to scrub her sharp, pungent asshole. Then she plunged his whole body deep into her hot, wet, vagina and began stroking it in and out. Slowly at first, but then with increasing speed as her orgasm built. Richard thought he would drown the flood of girl juices as his head was pumped deeper and deeper into her churning pussy. The muscles of her vagina contracting on his head was like some giant monster tying to eat him. It was easily the most frightening experience Richard had ever known. Finally a great flood of girl juices covered Richard's head and the throbbing pussy began vibrating against his head as Jolanda experienced her orgasm.

As the orgasm died down, Jolanda pulled Richard's wet half-dead form from her pussy and after slowing stroking up and down her furrow a couple of more times she let her hand, still holding Richard, drop limply at her side.

"Well, what do you know," Jolanda said after a few minutes. "We finally found something that you can do right. Next time I'll try you out on my asshole." Richard couldn't imagine how he could ever survive having his head stuck up her stinking asshole, but he knew better than to say anything now.

Jolanda sat up and tossed Richard to the floor. Sometime before he landed, Jolanda blinked, and Richard grew to full size and landed on his back on the carpet at the foot of the bed with a thud. Jolanda got up and headed to the bathroom. She made a point of stepping on Richard's upturned face with her bare foot and walking over it on her way to the bathroom.

"You can come in here and help me get ready," she said to Richard over her shoulder as she entered the bathroom.

Jolanda was waiting impatiently when Richard crawled into the bathroom. "Well, stupid, get your head up on the toilet seat for me to sit on! I've got to piss and I don't like waiting on the likes of you," Jolanda sneered.

"Awh...please, mistress, don't make me drink your piss. I..." WHAM! Richard's pleas were cut off as Jolanda kicked him as hard as she could in the mouth with her bare foot.

"You shut up, you stupid jerk!" Jolanda screamed as she kicked him in the face again. "One more word from you and I swear I'll take you to the nearest public toilet and fix it so every woman in town can use your mouth for her business. Now get in position...I've got to go!"

Richard crawled over and placed the back of his neck over the edge of the toilet bowl with his head hanging over the water, his head ready to be used as a seat by his beautiful mistress. Jolanda immediately stepped up on his crotch with both feet and turned around on his sore organs so that her back was to the toilet. Richard's groans were suddenly muffled as Jolanda sat down full on his upturned face with her saucy ass. He thought his neck was going to break as her ass pressed into his face with all her weight. She positioned her pussy over his open mouth and his nose pressed hard into her strong smelling asshole. Jolanda blinked her eyes and Richard's throat froze open. Suddenly Richard's mouth was flooding with a torrent of hot girl piss as Jolanda emptied her full bladder into his mouth. There was nothing Richard could do except endure the weight pressing down on his face and smell her dirty asshole and taste her hot piss. Jolanda pissed in his mouth for a long time. When her flow at last subsided, she blinked her eyes and Richard could close his throat again.

"Lick me clean," Jolanda said as she bounced her ass im- patiently on Richard's face. After Richard licked the last few drops of piss from her pussy she slid forward a little and said. "Now stick your tongue up my dirty asshole and swab it out good," Jolanda sneered as she blinked her eyes to make his tongue longer. Richard could taste her strong flavor as he worked his tongue around in her hot asshole. After he had thoroughly cleaned her tight asshole Jolanda stood up. Richard gasped from the sudden transfer of weight from his face to his crotch.

"Lie down in front of the sink. You'll make a nice mat to stand on after I take my shower," Jolanda said as she stepped down off of Richard's crotch, making sure she twisted her foot on his balls as she did so, and stepped into the shower.

As the sound of the running shower filled Richard's ears he laid down on his back on the cold hard tile in front of the sink and waited. The taste Jolanda's morning piss and stale asshole lingered in his mouth as he contemplated his future. It seemed hard to believe that this beautiful dark-haired woman could be so cruel. It seemed impossible that she could wield such power over him that he would voluntarily lie down and let her sit on his face and piss in his mouth and he didn't even hesitate to lick out her dirty asshole like he was licking the icing off a spoon. He hoped he would soon wake up from this dream he was having.

His thoughts were interrupted as Jolanda stepped out of the shower and began to dry herself off. She totally ignored Richard lying on the floor in front of her as she rubbed the towel over her supple body. Richard wasn't about to try and attract her attention. He had learned that attracting her attention could be anywhere from distasteful to down right painful. He just laid there and admired her naked form.

After she was dry, Jolanda walked over to the sink. She stepped up on Richard's chest with one foot. The groan that escaped his lips as her full weight pressed her bare foot into his chest was cut off as her other foot came to rest on his face. She stood on him as she checked herself in the mirror and fixed her face and hair. She ignored totally the human being that was suffering under her feet as she occasionally shifted her weight from one foot to the next or as she twisted about on him. Richard felt squashed under her relentless weight. He was particularly plagued by the foot on his face. He thought his head would crush when she shifted all of her weight to that foot and then just stood there for long periods. He began to think that her foot was actually sinking into his face. When she twisted her foot about on his face he could feel his nose and lips being misformed.

Jolanda was not totally unaware of the quivering body beneath her feet. She quietly enjoyed the feel of his body straining under her feet. She especially enjoyed the feel of his face under her bare toes. She could make out all of his features and liked the way they mushed around when she slowly twisted her foot about on his face.

After a while, she finished preparing herself and stepped down and ordered her slave to follow her into the bedroom so she could stand on him while she got dressed. Part III on the way...