Ten Days in Another Town
Day Eight
That morning I was taken to a kitchen and allowed to crouch under the table
while Sammie prepared breakfast for everyone. She had all ready allowed me
to shower and pee, in front of her, to my continual embarrassment.
I still internally cringed at the image of me fucking the shoe while they
watched but I had no control any more, I had been methodically broken down
by living on the edge of fear and sexual frustration.
The controller had been placed on the large table so I could not raise my
ahead above the table top so I lay underneath, my nose chain connected to
the table leg.
Voices, the scrape of chairs and soon I was hemmed in by female legs in
dresses and skirts, some with hose, others without. I strained to identify
the voices as they chattered. Leonie’s, Jenny’s and Clare’s definitely. Ah,
there was CJ’s and then, to my humiliation, I recognised Jana’s.
"Where’s puppy, Sammie?" Leonie asked.
"Under the table," she answered from the stove and there was a chorus of
giggles.
"Are you there, puppy?" Jenny called.
"Yes Madam," I replied and they all laughed again.
"I bet he’s trying to look up our skirts," Leonie said and, as she did,
someone uncrossed her legs and let them fall apart. It was a short black
skirt and the woman, (I guessed it was Leonie) had black stockings, black
garter belt and black lace panties. As I stared at the crotch, my cock
hardened as I recognised Leonie’s legs.
"Are you trying to look up our skirts, puppy?" Leonie demanded.
"Yes Madam," I said meekly. "Puppy is trying to look up your skirts."
"Naughty puppy," she scolded, giggling, as the women all laughed and they
all opened their legs.
Plain white panties, white lace, pantyhose without panties and Jana’s naked
bald pussy. My cock throbbed and I yearned to be able to cum as the women
giggled above me.
"Are you hard, puppy?" CJ asked.
"Yes, Madam, puppy is hard."
Leonie dangled her black high heel shoe from her stocking foot. "Would puppy
like to fuck my shoe?" she taunted.
I had to come. "Yes Madam, puppy would like to fuck your shoe." I had
arrived at the lowest point of my life and the loud laughter of the women
rang in my ears.
They ate their breakfast while I stared at their panties and the pouting
lips of Jana’s pussy. To my embarrassment, they slid their plates under the
table and I ate the scraps, using only my tongue as instructed.
The chairs scraped and they stood with Leonie unhooking my nose chain to
lead me from the kitchen. I scuttled along next to her and found myself in a
white tiled bathroom.
Leonie left for a moment and returned with a bag, taking out a longer chain
which she wrapped around the toilet and connected to my collar. My nose
chain was left lying across the toilet so I was crouched before it, looking
up at it.
"Perfect," she said, smiling, placing the controller on the bench. Stunned,
I watched as she placed a white board with the words ‘If puppy causes
trouble, use this’ written on it next to the controller.
"Have a great day, puppy," she said and, laughing, left me alone in the
bathroom.
I tried to move but found I was held into this strange crouching position in
front of the toilet and, as I couldn’t move my hands close to my crotch, I
had to stay on all fours.
The door opened and closed and, as I couldn’t turn my head, I had no idea
who was there.
"Well, well, puppy licker." It was CJ. A rustle of clothing and then she was
seated on the toilet, skirt bunched around her waist and her pussy exposed.
She jerked on the nose chain and forced my face against her cunt as she sat
right on the edge of the toilet seat. "Open wide," she said and I opened my
mouth as she leant back, pushing her pussy against my open mouth while
pulling me closer with the nose chain.
"Don’t make a mess," she warned. Suddenly my mouth was full of her piss and
I struggled to swallow as she hummed to herself, idly flicking my ear bells
to make them ring.
The flow ceased and, as I spluttered and coughed, CJ smiled coldly at me.
"My little toilet. Aren’t you, puppy?"
"Yes Madam," I croaked. Puppy is your toilet."
A small laugh and she nodded. "Good. Now, lick me clean." As my tongue went
to work, she flicked my ear bells again. "Good. Now, make me cum."
I set to work with my tongue, my throat burning and humiliated beyond
belief. Can I get any lower, I thought to myself. To be used as a toilet, to
be nothing more than a masturbation device, I was at the bottom.
CJ groaned and moaned as my expert tongue probed and caressed her inner
folds, teasing and building her to the peak as I flicked against her
clitoris. I took an obscene pride in my new vocation as CJ rocked in orgasm,
moaning loudly and pressing her legs around my head.
My cock was hard, rock hard and I wondered why I continued to get aroused
from this humiliation. I hoped it was the frustration and the sight of CJ’s
lovely pussy
Dabbing at her pussy with some toilet tissue, she nodded approvingly. "Not
bad. Not bad at all. You’ve picked it up well. Still," she said as she
stood, "more practice won’t go astray." The toilet flushed and I looked down
at the swirling water below my nose as she pulled her panties on, adjusted
her skirt and touched up her make up.
"’Bye, puppy," she said, leaving me alone once again and I crouched back
down on the floor, full of her piss and my own shame.
Sometime later, the door opened again and Leonie stood above me. "Enjoying
yourself, puppy?" she teased.
"No Madam," I said softly.
"That’s funny," she said. "Your little cock is hard. Here," she said,
lifting her skirt and revealing her stockings, garter belt and black lace
panties, "take my panties down. I need to piss."
Straining, I reached up and hooked my fingers in the waistband of the
panties, gently pulling them down to a puddle of black lace around her
ankles. Leonie stepped out of them and sat on the edge of the toilet seat,
legs apart.
"You know your place, don’t you puppy?"
"Yes madam," I said meekly, pressing my open mouth against her pussy. I
managed to look up and saw a huge smiled on her face as she filled my mouth
with her urine. Tears forming in my eyes, I managed to swallow without
spilling, noting that Leonie’s piss had a different flavour to CJ’s.
When she stopped, I dutifully licked her clean and, then, started to lick
her pussy as I did for CJ. Abruptly, she jerked me back so my face was
inches from her cunt.
"No, puppy. You must ask first," she said severely. "Ask nicely."
"Please madam," I asked, face flushing, "can puppy lick your pussy?"
Leonie idly ran her fingers over her pussy lips. "I think my pussy is
beautiful, puppy," she said. "Don’t you?"
"Please madam," I said desperately, my cock jerking wildly. "Can puppy lick
your beautiful pussy?"
"Of course you can, puppy." She said, smiling in victory and I launched my
eager tongue to her pussy. Shortly, after my lapping and caressing, Leonie
came and I continued to lick her juices until she gently pushed me away.
After drying herself with tissue, she instructed me to pull her panties up
while she held her skirt around her waist.
When I gently tugged the black lace into place, I watched her pussy
disappear from my view with a strange longing. "Would you like to say
goodbye to pussy?" she said softly.
"Please madam," I croaked. "Can puppy say goodbye to pussy?"
"Yes, puppy. Gently kiss my panties goodbye." I leaned forward and let my
lips brush against the black lace.
"You love pussy, don’t you puppy?" she gently prompted.
"Yes madam," I said hoarsely. "Puppy loves your pussy."
"No," she admonished. "Puppy loves all pussies."
"Yes madam," I moaned. "Puppy loves all pussies." And I realised that was
absolutely true and my degradation was complete.
Leonie dropped her skirt and left the bathroom, a strange smile on her
lovely face.
In quick succession, I drank the urine of Clare and Jenny and then begged to
lick their pussies. Obligingly, they let me and the both enjoyed intense
orgasms. My humiliation was deep and my cock continually hard.
Sammie entered early in the afternoon, fed me some scraps and let me beg to
lick her pussy after taking her piss. I needed to piss so she had me cock my
leg over the floor grate and let go while she taunted me.
Late afternoon, I was shocked to see Marilyn Rome standing over me, dressed
in a grey skirt, white smock and grey stockings and shoes. She lifted her
skirt to show me plain white panties under her grey pantihose.
"Well?" she demanded.
"Please madam," I pleaded. "Can I lick your beautiful pussy?"
"Excellent. And, if I want to relieve myself?"
"Please madam, can I drink your piss?"
Rome smiled down at me. "What if I need to defecate, puppy? I’ll need
wiping."
Stunned, shocked and embarrassed, I couldn’t help myself. "Please madam, can
puppy lick your ass?"
She dropped her skirt. "Excellent progress." With that, she walked out of
the bathroom, leaving my with my throbbing cock and my humiliation.
My last visitor was Jana who slipped in very late in the afternoon.
"Hello, puppy," she said, that beautiful smile on her face as she raised her
skirt and I marvelled at that beautiful bald pussy.
"Please madam," I croaked. "Can puppy lick your beautiful pussy?"
"Yes, puppy," she smiled, squatting in front of me so I could pursue my
talent. She came quickly, very quickly and I guessed she had been turned on
by the sight of me and my humiliation.
I was wrong. It was the thought of what she was going to do next.
Jana stood over me. "Aunt CJ told me to piss on you, puppy. Said I would
enjoy it," she said, smiling down at my shocked face. "She also said you
would enjoy it. Do you want me to, puppy?"
My cock throbbed. "Please Madam," I begged this beautiful seventeen year old
girl. "Please piss on puppy."
And she did. The golden stream splashed over my shaved body and my bald head
and this was, I knew, the complete degradation.
I liked her dry and she dropped her skirt. "Aunt CJ was right," she said. "I
did enjoy it."
As I watched her leave, I also knew that, perversely, I enjoyed it as it was
the only intimate contact I had had in over a week.
I lay down in the puddle of piss and waited for Sammie or someone to take
their puppy for a bath.
