Pauline the Period Slave
It's early afternoon, and I'm just arriving at my friend Anna's flat. She's still at work at the hospital, but I have a key to let myself in. She called me earlier to say that she could feel her period starting, and by good luck I have some completely free days. It's quite a while since things have worked out like this, and I've been able to be her period slave. It's one of my favourite things and I'm already all wet at the thought of it. From the moment I heard, I worked myself into being a true submissive. I put in my biggest butt plug (well, not quite the absolute biggest, because I can't walk with that one, but nearly the biggest), and my favourite silicone cock (a souvenir of my own nursing days), and weights in my cunt rings that jiggle about as I walk. I put on some tarty clothes - short denim skirt, open-crotch tights, push-up bra and lacy blouse, and high heels, my Essex Girl outfit from the pub. This goes well with the pub but when I wear it in the street it makes me feel like an off-duty whore (although real off-duty whores wear jeans and tee-shirts just like everyone else). Then I went shopping for some good food. Since I've known Anna she's taught me to do a reasonable job of cooking normal food, since as she pointed out, I may get turned on by things like turd-and-rotten-fish pie, but she doesn't. Walking round the supermarket in my Essex Girl outfit made me really wet, my juices dribbling down my dildo and on down my thighs. The bus-ride here was almost unbearable as we bounced around on the rough roads, driving the butt plug in and out of me, and my skirt must look like I've sat in a puddle.
I've arrived a couple of hours before Anna is due home, to get the place ready for her and get myself in the mood. I strip off, naked except for my plugs, and put on some nipple clips. Unlike me, Anna keeps her place tidy, so there isn't much to do. Luckily the toilet needs cleaning, which I do with my tongue. When I hear Anna's car outside, I open the front door and kneel just inside the doorway to await her. A few minutes later, I hear her footsteps on the stairs. I perk up my nipples between my fingertips, and there she is in front of me. She's wearing her ward sister's uniform, a very severe blue dress, which she lifts to allow me to kiss her sex. As always, she is wearing old-fashioned stockings and nothing else, except the tell-tale blue string. I remove her sensible nurse's shoes, one at a time, kissing her stockinged feet. Then she grabs my arms and pulls me to my feet, and we kiss passionately like long-lost lovers (which we are, it's two weeks since we've seen each other). "I'm tired, and I need a piss, and I need to get this stinking thing out of me", she says, pointing to her crotch. I need no prompting, I follow her to the toilet and lay on the floor, my mouth open. She squats down, presses herself against me to make a seal, and floods into me. She has obviously been saving it up for a long time, because there is plenty of it and it has that extra-concentrated taste. I manage to swallow it all, not spilling a drop, and lick the last traces from her skin. Then I take the string between my teeth and pull her tampon delicately into my mouth, holding it between my teeth. It seems a shame that the best part of her period, the first flow, has been wasted like this, but I will make the most of what is left. I suck the excess liquid, savouring its metallic, feminine taste, then wipe the bloody tampon around my lips, over my face, then push it down to my cunt. I pull out the dildo and replace it with Anna's little present, pushing it inside myself and feeling the slipperiness of her blood in my own vagina. Then I slide it out again, wiping it round my cunt lips before returning it to my mouth and sucking it nearly dry. I say, "I love you Anna. And now I'm your period slave, and I'll be serving you for as long as you need." She stoops down and kisses me, taking her own blood into her mouth, and says, "I love you too, my Pauline, my period slave, my toilet slave." We dribble her period blood back and forth between us.
I ran a bath before she arrived, and now I freshen it up with hot water and bath salts so that she can have a long soak, while I sponge her tired body. We chat, I still have fond memories of my time at the hospital and I'm always eager to hear about the goings on there. I may be Anna's period slave, but she's also my best friend and oftentimes my lover. Eventually I leave her to soak and start work on preparing dinner for her. I return to help her out of the bath and dry her. When she is mostly dry I turn my attention to her cunt, lapping at her moist softness and removing the tiny drops of pink water from her thighs.
Soon we are nestled together in her living room, a sexy movie running on the video. She is sprawled out, legs wide apart, in her bath robe. I am in my position for the duration of her period, my face nestled close to her sex, my hands lazily caressing her body, running over the soft, slightly generous flesh of her belly, her just-perfect tits, her back. I kiss her thighs then return to her cunt, my tongue probing inside her to find the little morsels of bloody period-stuff hiding inside her folds. I am still naked, apart from my butt plug, and she idly caresses me too. I am in heaven, aroused but softly, not yet ready to go further. My belly is filled with the musky bloody smell of her period, my mouth and face smeared with her juices. From time to time she bends over and we kiss, mouth to mouth and tongue to tongue. I raise my head to lick at her nipples, slightly gorged as always during her period, and take her breasts in my hands. We carry on dreamily like this until it is time to think about food, prompted by smells from the kitchen.
It takes me a while to get everything together, and when I return Anna is dozing. I set her dinner down beside her, with a glass of wine, and tenderly kiss her thighs to awaken her. Now she really needs my attention. This is the heaviest time, and her thighs are a red mass. Fortunately her sofa is dark leather, and easily cleaned up with a good slave's tongue. I finger fuck her, pushing all four fingers into her willing cunt, feeling her contract around them. Then I withdraw them and lovingly lick them clean, before returning to her body with my tongue. Once she is clean I start to caress her clit, feeling it swell beneath my tongue, but she wakes up and gently pushes me away. "Later, my love. I'm hungry. Let's eat", she says.
I've served the same food for both of us, but tonight I'm her slave so I eat mine from a dog bowl at her feet. Between mouthfuls I kiss her feet, licking between her toes with the same passion as I use for her sex. I couldn't quite resist the the temptation to eat messily, so I've poured my glass of wine into the dog bowl and lap at the mixture of wine and food. I rise to pay attention to her period, but she pushes my head back down. "Eat, period slave", she commands me. "You need to be punished for your excessive enthusiasm. After I've finished eating I'll give you a good spanking." Wow, I nearly come as she says that. I finish my food, itching in anticipation of what is to come. I love it when she dominates me like this. It's like when we first met, when she was ward sister and I was the lowest form of hospital life, a nursing auxiliary. She genuinely treated me like shit, until the day I spontaneously licked her clean when we ran out of toilet paper. Since then we've been lovers and friends. Sometimes we dom together, but if it's just the two of us then I'm the sub.
Soon it's time for dessert. This includes - naturally - a raspberry coulis, sweet, sticky, and a deep bright red. If plants had periods, this is what they would be like. I pour some of mine over Anna's sex and lick it off, the fruit mingling with the blood that has accumulated while we were eating. It's so good, I reach down and start rubbing myself. Instantly Anna grabs my nipple and twists until I cry out in pain. "You'll play with yourself when I'm ready, my little period slut", she says. This turns me on more than ever, but I take my hand away anyway. When she is clean, and I have carefully licked every tiny piece from inside her, I press her naked foot into my dessert, mixing everything up with the coulis and oozing it between her toes. I lick her toes and her foot clean, darting my tongue in and out of the gaps, kissing her foot, tasting the mixture of the sweetness and the delicate after-bath taste of her foot. She starts to moan softly, I know she can't resist this.
"Stand up, period slut", she commands me. I stand in front of her. From somewhere she produces a thick red marker pen, and starts writing on my belly. Looking down I read upside down, "Mistress Anna's Period Slut". "What are you?" she asks me. "I'm Mistress Anna's Period Slut", I reply. Ouch... she slaps my bare bottom, hard. I yelp, and she says, "I'm your Mistress. When you speak to me, you address me as Mistress Anna. Got that? So what are you?"
Wet is what I am, but I reply "Please Mistress Anna, I'm Mistress Anna's Period Slut". "That's better", she replies. She grabs a nipple, tweaks it just hard enough to hurt, then lifts my tit in her hand. "What's this?" "Please Mistress Anna, it's my tit". She slaps my tit, hard. It really hurts, and I yelp again. "It's not your tit, slut, it's Mistress Anna's Period Slut's great big knocker. Try again. What's this?" she asks, slapping my tit again. "Please Mistress Anna, it's Mistress Anna's Period Slut's great big knocker". "Better". She sticks all four fingers deep into my cunt, stretching it until it hurts, then wriggles them around inside, driving me wild. "What's this?" "Please Mistress Anna, it's Mistress Anna's Period Slut's cunt". We carry on like this for a while, her poking and slapping various parts of my body while I identify them as belonging to her.
Finally she commands me to lay across her knee with my bottom poking up, which I do with alacrity. "You must count every stroke and thank me for it", she says, and before I can react her hand falls heavily, with all her force, on my left cheek. I yelp yet again and say "Mistress Anna, thank you, one stroke". She slaps me again, and I thank her, and so on, until by the sixth stroke I am no longer yelping but really crying out, almost screaming. "You noisy slut", she says. "You'll have the neighbours round. Go and fetch my stockings".
I pad out her to her bedroom where she undressed, rubbing my poor stinging bottom as I go and returning with her nylon stockings. I can't resist sniffing at them, pressing the feet against my nose and relishing the earthy body smell, mixed with the leather of her sensible nurse shoes. "I saw you", she says. "You incorrigible slut. Fill your mouth with my stockings, maybe that will keep you quiet." I do as she commands, stuffing them into my mouth and tasting their saltiness, then without prompting I lay myself back across her bottom. The spanking starts again, though I can no longer thank her for each stroke. She gives me a couple of dozen more strokes, it really hurts now and I am struggling and squirming as her hand falls fast and hard on my poor flesh.
"Now take those disgusting stocking out of your slut's mouth, and return to your duties, period slave", she commands. Willingly, my Mistress Anna, willingly. I empty my mouth, with some reluctance, and thank her. "Mistress Anna, thank you for disciplining your miserable period slut", I say. And I return to where a period slave belongs, my mouth pressed to her cunt, licking the thick blood from her and from her thighs. Once she is clean again, and I have licked everything I can find from inside her, my idle tongue finds its way to the softness of her clit. When I suck at her this time, she does not push me away. She gradually hardens, and her thighs start to quiver, a little pink moisture seeps from her, and soon she comes, the first time tonight. Once she has relaxed again she says, "My Pauline, Period Slave, you're so good. You can play with yourself now". I hardly need encouraging. I push my fingers into her, extracting the little remaining slippery red juice, then transfer this to myself and start rubbing myself. I'm ready to explode and I come almost as soon as I touch myself, then again and again.
We pass the evening like this, watching another sexy movie, drinking wine, my head in my Mistress Anna's lap keeping her clean. We make love lazily from time to time, me licking her or pleasuring myself. She caresses me as I caress her, she takes my heavy tits in her hands and rubs my nipples until I'm ready to explode, but I'm her slave and she doesn't concern herself with bringing me to pleasure. Once she needs to piss, which she does by pushing me to the floor, crouching over my mouth, her pussy pressed tight to me, and filling me with her delicious nectar. "Don't swallow it all", she commands me, and she kisses me, swilling the golden liquid back and forth between our mouths, swallowing a little each in turn. Eventually it is time to go to bed. We slide under her quilt, no longer mistress and slave but lovers, and now she puts her head between my legs and finally gives me the pleasure I have been yearning for all evening. Rubbing myself is good but this is a million times better, I scream now far louder than I did when she spanked me. And then I do the same to her, relishing one last mouthful of her precious period juices. During the night she will bleed onto the sheet, the bed protected by a rubber sheet courtesy of the hospital, and tomorrow I will take care of cleaning things up. After all, I am Mistress Anna's Period Slut, and proud of it and excited by it. And I love my Mistress.
We sleep in each others' arms, until we are awoken early by the alarm clock - even nurses who have the very best of Period Slaves still have to work early. We're still sleepy, but I quickly go to my place. She is in a delicious mess, blood all over her thighs, her bottom, the sheets. I quickly set to work cleaning her up with my tongue before plunging into her cunt and extracting her thick overnight blood. My face is smeared with it, my mouth full of it, my own cunt tingling because of it. I leave her in the warm bed to prepare her breakfast, toast, orange juice and coffee. Mine comes later. When I return she is awake, sitting up waiting for me. "Bend over, just here", she says, and I touch my toes just beside her, my bottom towards her. She moistens her finger from her cunt and rubs at my slit, opening it up then starting on my clit. This is wonderful torture, if I move it will stop but I can't stop myself wriggling and squirming under her touch. Just as I start to cry out with pleasure, she pushes her other hand roughly inside me, twisting and squeezing at my deep pleasure spots. "Thank you Mistress Anna, for pleasuring your Period Slut", I say, and I climb back into bed, taking my place between her legs while she eats. Once she has finished, she swings her legs out of the bed and says "Toilet time". I follow her naked body to the bathroom, and lay on the floor. One more time she presses herself to my mouth and fills me with her extra-concentrated morning piss. Then she changes position slightly, her anus over my mouth. I feel her pucker, tease her with my tongue, and then in one quick movement my mouth is filled with her shit, its intense flavour and smell filling my head. I swallow as quickly as I can, knowing that more will follow, and it does. My mouth is full, my belly too, and I can hardly breathe with my mistress over me. I feel her hand on my sex one more time, caressing me until I am bucking and thrusting. She rises from me, gestures that I should sit up, and with my mouth still full of her shit she kisses me passionately, her tongue reaching into me to take back her own taste. With another gesture she bids me to pleasure her. When I have finished, her cunt is covered in a runny, slimy mixture of blood, shit and saliva, and I clean her up with my tongue.
While she is dressing for work, she permits me to deal with my own needs, leaving them in a pottie in the bathroom where I will be able to see them all day. By then she is ready, in one of her sisters' dresses, stockings and, underneath, a pair of clear latex panties with legs that extend down her thighs, where she will collect my Period Slut's treat for tonight. "Now we must get you ready for your day", she says. By the time she is ready to leave I have my butt plug back in, and I am wearing my rubber punishment bra. This has holes cut for my tits, which have to be squeezed through and are held erect. Its looks wonderful, either naked as I am now, my huge balloon tits sticking out in front, or under clothes. I love wearing it, but it's true that after a few hours it does become quite a punishment, my gorged tits throbbing and itching. She has put a tight rubber hood over my head, with gauze over the eye openings so that I can see, though not terribly well, and in the open mouth of the hood she has strapped a ring gag which holds my mouth wide open. In the kitchen she has me arrange a stool with a giant dildo strapped to the top, which will be my resting place for the day. Finally she straps my hands behind my back, loose enough for comfort but still stopping me from doing very much with them. My belly still says in big red letters, "Mistress Anna's Period Slut".
She's ready to leave now. "Goodbye, my wonderful Period Slut. You're to sit on your stool unless you're busy, your slut cunt needs it. See you later", she says. "Please Mistress Anna", I respond, careful now that I am firmly back in my period slave role, "Thank you". The door closes behind her, and I am on my own until the afternoon. I cannot do very much so I sit on my dildo stool, not aroused enough to come but enjoying the big plastic cock deep inside me, still relishing the animal taste of my mistress's shit that fills my belly. The morning passes in a kind of reverie. I tidy up the best I can, with my restrained hands. At the end of the morning I am back on my stool. The constant stimulation of my cunt means that I am sitting in a small puddle of my own juices. My tits still feel good, sticking out in front of me through their rubber bondage, but they have become very sensitive and my nipples are huge. My jaw hurts from the gag, and my mouth is dry despite the drool running down my chin. I am lost in a daydream when I hear a key in the lock. What is going on? Can Anna be back so early? No, because I hear male footsteps, two men. Who are they? I tense, feeling the dildo and the plug deep inside me. What do they want? They come into the kitchen. One of them I recognise as one of the porters from the hospital, and the other is also wearing a porters' uniform.
"Pauline", says the first, "Great to see you again." I can only grunt in reply. He opens his zip and thrusts his partly-erect cock straight into my permanently open mouth. I know how to give head even with the gag, mainly using my tongue, and very soon he is fully erect and very hard. He tugs me upwards off the dildo, which slides out of me slowly so that the stool clatters back to the floor, and pushes me roughly into the bedroom and over the bed, face down on my engorged tits. He thrusts deep inside me, his hard cock stretching me and hitting all the right places, but he takes his time and he teases me as well. Each thrusts squashes my tits against the bed, which hurts a bit but feels wonderful. Eventually he can wait no longer, I feel his last few slow, deep thrusts, then an explosion inside me. I too am screaming, like an animal because of my gag. He withdraws, I hear him zip up, and says, "OK Pete, your turn with her". Pete turns me over on my back and spreads my legs, my cuffed arms awkwardly behind me. He unzips and is still quite soft, but he is fascinated by my tits - he's never seen me before, he must be new at the hospital. After he has squeezed and fondled them and tugged at my swollen nipples, he is hard, and he is huge. He too thrusts deep inside me, continuing to caress and tease my tits. He cannot wait as long as the other one, and soon he has filled me with his cum. The first one (I can't remember his name, although it isn't the first time that he has fucked me) is hard again, and puts his cock back into my mouth where I tease him to another orgasm. They lift me to my feet and guide me to the bathroom, seating me on the toilet. To my surprise (though not displeasure) they both take out their cocks and piss over me, each aiming at one of my swollen tits. The golden liquid runs over them and down my body. Then they both aim for my mouth, filling it through the open gag, so I now have piss running down my chin as well. Then, with a quick "See you again, Pauline", they are off, the door closing behind them. I rise awkwardly from the bed and return to my stool. Cum is running down my thighs and piss is dripping off my body and down my chin where it mixes with the dribbles of cum. My cunt is a bit tender now, but I must follow the orders from my mistress and I push the hard rubber dildo deep inside me.
More time passes. I can no longer taste my mistress's shit, which is a shame. My cunt is a bit sore but nicely aroused, and my tits are beginning to hurt a bit. I've rather lost track of time, when I hear the key in the lock again. It must be Anna, but no, it isn't at all the sound of her footsteps. Who can it be this time? I catch a glimpse of a woman, middle aged or more, maybe sixty. My God, who is this, and why is she here? Anna and I are very close friends but I certainly don't know about everything in her life. She looks very conventional, short hair, clothes that look like they come from Marks & Spencer, low heels. What will happen when she sees me? She'll probably have a heart attack, or call the police. She moves between the rooms of the flat, I've no idea what she is doing. I think about running to hide, but the only place would be the bathroom and she would certainly see me. After an age, she does finally come into the kitchen. She stops in the entrance and looks hard at me. She reads out loud from my belly as though reading a nameplate: "Mistress Anna's Period Slut". "My goodness", she says. "Well, I'm afraid it's a while since I had a period, so I can't help you there." She walks up close to me. I have no idea what to expect. She is quite slim, with a knee-length skirt, and a cardigan over a white blouse. She would fit perfectly at the Women's Institute. Yet she does not seem at all shocked to find a naked, hooded, gagged period slave in her friend's kitchen. She puts her hands on my tits, squeezing them painfully since they are now very sensitive. "Lovely tits", she says. "Mine were never as good as this. You're a lucky girl". She squeezes them harder, she's a women so she must know this hurts, until I yelp through the gag. Then she lifts her oh-so-conventional skirt, revealing that underneath she is wearing a pair of suspender tights and nothing else. Pressing her crotch up to my face, she reaches round and removes my gag. I close my mouth, tentatively, feeling around inside it with my tongue, still finding little particles from my breakfast of shit.
"You can stay where you are. You look quite comfy, that looks like quite a dildo you've got inside your slave cunt". Under my hood I could swear that I blush. She has exactly the diction and articulation that you'd expect from her appearance, yet she can talk like this. She presses her cunt against my now-available mouth, and it's obvious what she is expecting me to do. Her pubic hair is trimmed short - another surprise. I put my tongue and lips to work on her, and she presses my head into herself. She starts to react to my caresses, she is soon very turned on and whimpering with pleasure. It feels good to me too, I'd put my hand down to myself except they're both still fastened behind me. I press deep into her, pushing my tongue into her cunt. She may have been a little dry to begin with, but she certainly isn't now. She delays her pleasure for as long as she can, relaxing her grip on my head when she is close to coming, but eventually the inevitable happens. She makes some surprisingly unrefined noises before relaxing in front of me.
"That was nice. It's quite a while since I've had a young girl - sorry, period slut - give me that much pleasure. But now I need to piss." And without a pause, she presses her cunt up to my mouth again. As soon as I have pressed my lips around her, she releases a flood, filling my mouth and nearly choking me. Her piss is hot and bitter and tasty, just like anyone else's, and I am getting really turned on. Finally she stops. Quite a lot has escaped, it's running down my throat and chest, mingling with the dried-up piss from the two guys earlier. I thrust up and down on the dildo, I can't help myself, until I am close to coming. Then I get an even bigger shock.
"You really are good at this. You know, I think I need a shit too". She turns around and presses her anus against my mouth, spreading her thin cheeks with her hands. I'm really not sure I'm ready for this, she seems, well, old, too close for comfort to the geriatrics I used to clean up after in my hospital days. But anyway she isn't giving me a choice. I feel her pucker, feel her rim open outwards, I press my lips to her, and then... it's horrible, it's disgusting, she lets into me a stream of nearly-liquid shit, truly foul tasting. I swallow, as much as I can, unavoidably letting some dribble down my hood and onto my flesh. I have just emptied my mouth when she releases another jet into me. My belly is full now of her liquid shit, its stench filling my body. I feel truly sick, I gag but manage not to throw up. But I'm betrayed by my own perversion, I feel incredibly turned on too. As I lick her clean, I thrust on my dildo again, squeezing it with my cunt muscles and rubbing against the inside of my clit tissue. As I come I release a scream, and I belch a mouthful of her disgusting shit. I'm horrified at all of it, which I never thought would happen, mostly I'm horrified at how turned on I am. I didn't think anything could surprise me about my own base and filthy desires, but it has. She turns around again, drops her skirt from around her waist, and efficiently pushes the gag back into my mouth and fastens it tight around my head, a little tighter than Anna did making it even harder to swallow. I haven't yet had time to clean around the inside of my mouth, so it will remain lined with her runny shit for as long as I wear the gag.
Then she tells me to stand up. The dildo slurps out of my well-lubricated cunt as I take to my wobbly legs. "You poor thing, you must be sore with that thing inside you all day," she says sympathetically. She unstraps it from the chair, sniffs it, then licks it. I can't believe my eyes, this respectable lady of a certain age slurping at my juices as though she is tasting her home-made jam. "You really are sore, aren't you? That will never do." She lifts her skirt and pushes the dildo, still soaked in my juices, into her own cunt, thrusting it in and out a few times. "Not bad, a bit on the small side. You'd be better off with something a bit bigger, wouldn't you?" I don't know how to answer, but it doesn't matter since I can't speak anyway. She produces another one, a lot fatter and a couple of inches longer, covered in little bumps, and pushes it hard into herself. She gasps, then thrusts it a few times, groaning in pain or pleasure or both, before pulling it out again and strapping it to my chair. She pushes me down roughly, it slips into me and I scream as it rips into my tender cunt. It's long enough to press painfully against my cervix when it's completely inside me. She tells me to thrust, to fuck myself with it. It hurts and it feels wonderful all at the same time. She drops to her knees in front of me, and now she presses her mouth to my cunt, quickly finding my little clit and starting to work on it. This is just too much, she is so unpredictable, but it feels good, so good, and soon I come again.
Still she isn't done with me. She seizes my tit, squeezing hard, then slaps it again and again with her other hand. It really hurts and I scream out loud. She does the same with the other one. Then, while I'm still sobbing from the unexpected pain, she takes both my nipples between her thumbnails and fingernails and presses hard. Agony shoots through my whole body, my cunt spasming around the painful dildo. I really howl, like an animal. But then, just as suddenly, she releases my nipples and presses her mouth to one, licking and kissing tenderly. It feels wonderful, all the more for the contrast with the agony of a few seconds ago, and my cunt spasms again but for different reasons. She moves her mouth to the other nipple, licking just so perfectly, while her fingers gently caress the first one. I am very close to another orgasm when she suddenly moves her mouth away and puts two evil plastic clips on them. I know these clips well - they can be left in place for a long time without causing damage, unlike the even more evil metal ones. I cry out in pain again.
But she stands, turns away from me, and says, "Well, that was rather fun. You're quite a girl. Anna should be proud to have a period slut like you. Bye now. Tell Anna I called. And enjoy yourself waiting - I'm sure you will." And she leaves.
It seems like eternity before Anna returns. I stay on my stool, my cunt stretched and tormented by the huge dildo, my nipples burning with pain from the clips. I can't help thrusting to try and reduce the discomfort to my cervix, which makes the hard bumps tear at my tender flesh. My body is now covered in piss, dried and wet, and dribbles of liquid shit, while my inside is once again full of shit, particularly foul and stinking shit which makes me nauseous and feel like I used to when I was thirteen and first started eating shit, a big conflict of sexiness and self disgust.
Finally the door opens and this time it is Anna, I recognise her footsteps and soon she is standing before me in the kitchen. "Oh Pauline", she says, "You really stink, you smell like a Turkish public toilet". This is hardly surprising, considering what has happened to me today. She removes my gag and slides the hood off, over my head. I love wearing a hood, but it feels wonderful to have the air on my skin and hair again, to release the constant pressure of the rubber on my skin. She quickly removes her own dress, standing there in stockings, a bra, and her clear rubber panties. They have filled with her period blood during the day, a big puddle of it under her crotch and smears all around, as well as a few drops which have squeezed past the panties and dribbled down her thighs. Carefully she rolls down the top of the panties, allowing me to lick her soiled flesh and the rubber panties themselves. I lap at her like a ravenous animal, tasting the musky, bloody smell of her period, taking it into myself. I am still filled with the foul shit of the mysterious visitor, the two flavours merging inside me. Finally Anna's panties are low enough that I can push my tongue into the puddle and lap up the liquid blood from her period. One more time, I start to thrust on the dildo, but Anna slaps at my swollen tit, hurting me quite badly. "You're my period slave, you thrust when I tell you to and not before. Stay still while you clean me up". My God, I'm so turned on. It's hard to keep still, but I try, I really do. I lap at the liquid, then at her soiled skin, then finally inside her, pulling out the more solid particles that have lodged there. When she is reasonably clean, she pulls my head closer and I feel the movement that precedes her piss. Sure enough, she lets go with a flood, I swallow what I can but over half of it flows down my chin and over my tits. It has the strong taste of early-morning piss.
"That's better, with these panties I've had to hold it all day. I thought I was going to burst. God, I love you, my period slut. You're incredible". With that, and rather to my surprise, she pulls the panties up to her waist again, the thin rubber smacking against her skin. She turns around and bends over slightly, and I realise why now. With one quiet grunt and a push, she fills her panties again, this time with shit. In an instant, a dark brown bulge appears, then after a pause she pushes again and it gets bigger. I moan with pleasure and press my face against the soft bulge, squeezing the content around with my lips, my tongue and my nose. She pulls the back of the panties down, carefully revealing the brown smelly mass, and there is only one thing for me to do. Delicately, tenderly, I lick at it, taking small mouthfuls and swallowing them with reverence. Before I have completely finished she lets go of her panties, turns around, and gives me a deep kiss, sharing everything with me. Then - another surprise - she starts to lick at my chest, at my neck, around my sore and swollen tits, licking off the dried up piss from my daytime adventures. "You know Pauline, you really stink right now, but you taste wonderful. Just what have you been up to?"
She kneels in front of me, and while I am still cleaning her shit from inside my mouth, I tell her everything that has happened. "Who was she Anna? You obviously sent her, she knew what to expect, I'm sure of it even though she acted surprised". So Anna told me, she was, I should have guessed, another nurse, recently retired. "That's Gillian. She had quite a reputation in her day, she was nearly as notorious as you. She still has quite a few lovers among the consultants. I should introduce you socially - I always think it's a good basis for a lasting friendship, to start by forcing someone to eat your shit".
(And in fact I did meet her a few months later, at a mostly vanilla party. That didn't stop her saying "Ah! It's Anna's Period Slut! How lovely to see you again!" to the puzzlement of the people around. Then she gave me a huge sloppy tongue-in-throat kiss, like an old lover - which I suppose in a disgustingly perverted way we were.).
Now she lifts me off my dildo and removes my bondage bra and the clips. It hurts like hell for a few minutes, as the blood flows back into my poor swollen tits and nipples. Anna helps my circulation by slapping and tugging at them, which hurts even more. Then we go together to the bathroom, where we wash each other thoroughly under the shower. I'm full now with my Mistress Anna's shit, piss and period, and I'm with her, caressing each other under the hot water. I feel wonderful. Afterwards we dry off and pass the evening just like the previous one, with me nestled in her lap, lapping at her cunt and her period. Tonight we order an Indian meal to be delivered, which will make things interesting tomorrow. We go to bed early. I couldn't clean the sheets during the day, so we sleep on a huge dark red stain from the previous night. I try to lick some of it clean as Anna chastises my poor bottom for my negligence, it makes no difference but it is quite a turn-on, especially when she stops spanking me and starts rubbing my cunt instead. Then she has a treat for me, she straps on a big dildo, one end inside her, the other end available, and she fucks my poor sore cunt with it like a man. I lose count of how many times I come, and Anna as well. After that we're exhausted, and we sleep in each other's arms like a married couple.
The next morning follows the same pattern. I prepare Anna's breakfast and serve it, then take mine directly from her, first a drink and then some solids. After last night's curry, though, it is very different, much more extreme. It has a very strong taste and is runny and greasy, lining my mouth and my throat with thick, foul semi-liquid. As usual, once she has finished and I have licked her clean, she turns to face me and kisses me hard with her tongue, stealing her own waste from my mouth.
"I've got a surprise treat for you today, my little period slut".
"Please Mistress Anna, what is it?"
So she shows me. She's going to take me to work, wearing a nurse's uniform that she has "borrowed". I dress according to her directions, the thin white nylon dress cold against my skin. With it I wear just a pair of white stockings, a suspender belt, and a pair of Anna's nurse shoes. Today I'm not plugged anywhere. I can pass anywhere in the hospital like this, as long as nobody pays too much attention to my generous tits bouncing up and down, unsupported. I follow her through the hospital to her ward, a couple of people recognising me and more than a couple staring at my tits. When we get to her office, she puts me in a storage room behind it, where she has conveniently arranged a gyno table. It's pretty obvious how my day is going to pass. I remove the dress and the shoes, and climb up on the table, my legs in the air, my cunt and my ass exposed and waiting. I don't have to wait long for the start of a steady procession of men, from all strata of the hospital - a consultant or two, what must surely be every houseman in the place, some of the male nurses and porters. By lunchtime my cunt is a gooey mass of cum, my belly is full of it, and it is dribbling out of my anus too. The guys who used condoms - fewer than you'd expect, considering this is a hospital - have generously emptied them over my tits and belly. Anna visits me, licking some of the cum out of me and giving me a massive orgasm, the biggest of the many I've already had today. Then she straddles my face while I lick her period from her, the flow diminished now to a trickle that I must seek inside her. That done, she pisses into my mouth - the only person to have done so, since she is worried about the smell if everyone used me as a toilet. And then I bring her to pleasure as well. I tell her how surprised I am that she is still unsullied, but she reminds me that everyone is exhausted dealing with me. She has brought me lunch, a mixture of the slops that the patients have left from the usual hospital fare, which she lets me eat from a bowl on the floor. "I've got another surprise for you this afternoon", she says. "I'm going to have to tie you up or else I know you'll wank yourself senseless." She ties my wrists to the sides of the table, and walks out.
The first I know about the new surprise is when another nurse comes into my room. I've never seen her before. She straddles my face and lifts her skirt, pulling her panties to one side and revealing a tell-tale blue string. "Anna says you like this, you kinky bitch", she says. "Come on, I've never had a girl suck my tampon before". I do as I must, tugging at the string with my teeth until the sodden mess falls between my waiting lips. I squeeze it with my tongue, tasting her rich period juice. It tastes very different from Anna's, muskier and more metallic. My visitor takes a fresh one from her bag, pops it inside herself, and leaves the room. Ten minutes or so later Anna appears. "Are you enjoying that, period slut?", she asks. "I hope so, because I've got several more planning to visit you. I know that today I'm not giving you very much, and I didn't want you to be disappointed. Nothing worse than a frustrated period slut." She extracts the still-soggy tampon from my mouth and takes it away with her. A while later I have a second visitor, and then a third. Each time I am left to suck on their bloody tampon, filling my belly with their blood and period stuff. I thought I'd done everything, but I've never been a promiscuous period slave like this before, serving lots of different women. As always when I try something new and even more debasing than before, I'm disgusted at myself and violently aroused at the same time. Anna's right, if I had the use of my hands I would not be able to stop myself. As it is, I writhe and squirm with frustration between serving my many mistresses.
After I've served six or seven women this way, the door opens and three women come in together. I take the tampon from each of them, adding each one to those that already in my mouth until my mouth is completely filled by this period gag. I cannot swallow properly and blood drools down my cheeks. Then a guy comes in too, and without any pause, in front of the other three women, he takes out his cock, rubs himself a couple of times until he is stiff, then thrusts straight into my welcoming cunt. My orgasm is a huge explosion, period blood dribbling out of my mouth as I scream, yet another first in degradation, abasement and unbearable excitement, my mouth filled with tampons and period blood from three unknown women. Then the guy withdraws and fucks my ass, his cock thrusting deep into me until he comes too, and I come a second time.
After the four of them leave, I am on my own for a long time, the three tampons filling my mouth, my cunt on fire with excitement. Finally Anna comes in and empties my mouth before pushing herself onto me for me to lick her clean one more time. Then she squats down, placing her anus directly over my mouth, and empties her bowels into me. "Dessert", she says. "Time to go home soon." Then she produces a bedpan. "He's a real hunk. Drink it all up now". I have no idea if she's telling the truth, although from the taste I can tell that it's a guy, probably fairly young. I wash down Anna's shit with the bitter golden fluid. This is just like when we first knew each other - Anna caught me drinking piss from a bedpan, and kept bringing me more to see if I would do it at her command. Which I did. So now, my belly full of my mistress' shit a stranger's piss, and the periods of ten or so unknown women, I dress again in my nurse's dress, and we return home. This will be our last evening together. Anna's period is now all over, just a few precious dribbles of blood remaining which I lap up. And tomorrow I have to work. Tonight she prepares her own meal. For me she has brought home another bowl of slop. When I have served the dinner she has made for herself, I serve my slop into a dog bowl, but before I am allowed to eat it she manages to produce one small, hard turd which I stir into the congealed mixture before plunging my mouth into it.
We pass the night in each others' arms again. In the morning we have a normal breakfast together - I am no longer Mistress Anna's Period Slut, but Anna's friend Pauline, at the end of a visit. My belly still tastes a little of shit, and I have plenty of new memories. It will seem strange dominating a guy again, being the one in charge and feeding him shit and piss, watching him squirm in self-disgrace and pleasure just as I have been doing for the last three days. It's a wonderful release, being a slave and not having to be in control. And pure pleasure to serve my wonderful Mistress Anna, who has taught me so much.