Twisted Guardian Part 8 "Clean-Up Duties" by Blushing slut
Nicole leaned back against the padded seat of the toilet throne. Her thighs were quivering slightly. She could feel the cool stickiness of her orgasmic fluid, on her thighs and pussy lips, by the wind from J's breath, on her skin.
His cock was straining and bobbing in mid-air, desperately seeking the touch of her hand again. She casually brought her foot down to the penis, and scraped her heel up the length of it.
J's body shivered with the pain. But there was little sound from him. He had slowly learned over the weeks, that any unnecessary display of suffering, for the sake of mercy, from the pains inflicted upon him, was never met with any sympathy on her part. It always seemed to spur her on to quicken and harden the stroke of her whip, or dig her fingers into his tender flesh, with more vigour. She was a sadist afterall.
So the only time you ever heard a peep from J, these days, was when he was truly suffering beyond the point of self control. And thats exactly what she had wanted. Thats why she would punish him harder when he cried out. Just to see if he was just looking for sympathy.
The only moans and screams that she wanted from her slave, were the real ones! The ones that were produced when he was being driven to the limits of his endurance. Then she could truly lust over the effect she was having, with her torturous ways.
She was quickly becoming more sophisticated in executing her twisted, perverted ideas!
And as J lay in the toilet pit, covered in her shit, in his mouth, on his face, down his throat, and in his belly, he realized that there were much worse sufferings, that had nothing to do with pain!
She brought the tip of her boot heel up to his cock hole, and placed it delicately and directly, right over the little opening. His hips and bobbing cock became instantly still. She could see his heart rate quicken, and as she dug the heel tip just slightly inside the penis, she revelled at the sound of J sucking his breath in with fear.
"Be still" she said quietly. "There is no release for you yet."
She removed her heel tip. J visibly slumped with relief. He had also learned, that with Nicole, every day could hold a new torment, new torture, or humiliation. It seemed that the further down the road of degradation that they went, the possibilities expanded. He never knew what to expect. She could have very well kept easing that boot heel down into his cock if she'd decided. But she didnt. Not this time.
It actually made him trust her, more and more. He had endured some very painful and humiliating experiences, but he always came back safe. Just cuts and bruises. They always healed. She never had taken him into any physical danger, really.
Nicole was a very smart lady. She knew exactly what she was doing, and delighted in the psychological manipulation. That's why she had released his cock. From now on she would work at reprogramming him to associate his toilet duties with the release of his cock from chastity, and it being the only time he would get any stimulation.
This would be her biggest tool in training him to be the begging little toilet slut, that she so much wanted to turn him into.
She took another long breath and sighed. The sigh of a highly satisfied woman. She leaned forward and looked down at her property. He was a filthy mess. A slight smile formed on her lips.
She reached down and circled her finger and thumb just under the helmet of the cock. She squeezed tightly as she slid her encircled fingers down the shaft. He moaned in pleasure. She stroked him back and forth, squeezing out a large dribble of pre-cum. He was bucking his hips as best he could in the restraints.
She hooked another finger into the base of his balls, and pulled it up painfully with each stoke, digging her nail in deeply. J was making small squeeling, unintelligible words, through the mouth claw. She kept on stroking, looking for the first signs of orgasm. When they finally came, she abruptly released her grip of him, and leaned back against the throne, and delighted in his buckings and strainings. She rubbed her cunt as she watched him thrashing in vain. Until he finally lay still.
Nicola brought her fingers up to her lips and licked off the sweet honey of her excitement. She stared down at him between her thighs.
"Now, you've made quite a mess of things havent you slut? Look at this shit all over my ass and thighs. You'll be learning to be a lot neater in the days ahead! I'll give you a rinsing first, and then we'll set ourselves to the next phase of your toilet training. Clean-up duties!" her voice raised, as she moved herself over his mouth again.
She wiped her fingers clean in his hair and then pulled her cunt lips apart. She let loose a slow dribbling stream. She raised her ass off the seat and swayed her hips back and forth, streaming her piss over his entire face. She slowly turned it into a torrent. The head pit was starting to fill up with her liquid. He could feel the first cold trickles going into his ears. She paused slightly, then gave one final squirt, perfectly aimed right up his nostrils!
"Ha ha! There we go, I've got my little wash basin ready to mop up the mess, dont I ?! . Now for the pre-rinse!" she said with excitement in her eyes. She reached behind the toilet seat and pulled out a shower head. He was happy to see it, at first, because Nicoles ass was caked in her shit, and he wondered how he could ever clean it all off, by himself.
But when she turned it on, and started rinsing her ass cheeks over his face, the head pit began to fill quickly, and J realized that his situation was getting worse. Nicole was happily humming away as she sprayed herself thoroughly with the showerhead. The foul mix in the head pit was now just up to the top of J's face. He was clearly distressed.
"Mistress please, i'm about to go under!" he sputtered out, sending little wavelets around the pit that came back at him, threatening to wash over his face! She turned off the water, just in time.
Without a word she plunged her ass cheeks down into the pit and began rubbing them all over him! The contents of the pit started to wash over his face, and she pressed her cheeks down even harder, and used him like nothing more than a scrubbing board. He was choking and coughing as she bore down on him. The wash mix was getting filthier by the moment.
"Pay particular attention to the asshole, now. It needs to be cleaned inside and out. " she positioned her hole right over his nose, and proceeded to use it like a plunger, sliding it in and out of her anus.
"Mmm, thats it! Oh what a feeling! Your nose is just the perfect shape for my anal ring!" she breathed, as she wiggled herself down onto him.
"Such a perfect cleaning and disposal tool Your going to become!" she smirked. "Just think of the intimate service you're going to be providing for me, J. Think how lucky you are, for me to desire to use you in this way.
But we'll need lots of training and practice, wont we? Every day. Two or three times. I'll make sure i'm nice and full for your feedings." she snickered.
J moaned and garbled something unintelligible. He struggled against his bonds.
"And when you perform well, I've decided that it will be at those times, and those times only, that your cock will be released, 'stimulated' " at this she gave a wicked grin "and possibly, maybe, allowed to squirt."
She pulled out the drain plugs again, and let the filthy mixture drain out. His mouth still remained full of the mixture of shit and piss.
"Swallow" she ordered.He choked and spluttered as he was made to swallow the filth in his mouth. She gave him another cold rinsing with the shower head.
"Now the cunt. I want a deep and thorough cleansing, please. Extend your tongue!" she said forcefully. "We will start with the outer labia lips. Long wet licks are needed, with a flat wide tongue. Mmmmm thats right." she moaned "When you've progressed beyond the need for the mouth-spreader, you'll be using your lips, as well, to suck me clean. But for now your tongue will have to do."
Nicole swirled her hips as he licked her. "Thats right, get into all the nooks and crannies. Lick the shit out of them!" she laughed. She rubbed her lips all over his tongue. "C,mon, work that tongue harder!" She grabbed her cane , and gave him two hard strokes on one of his exposed thighs, directly in line with one of the welts from the previous evening. He yelled out in agony.
"I want nice fast licks. c'mon, work it!" Two more strokes came down hard on the same spot, on the tender inner flesh of his thigh! "Ahhhheh!!" he cried. He worked his tongue as fast as he could, trying to lick all the remaining filth out off her cunt lips.
"Very good. Keep it up. Uh huh, that's it. Now i'm going to dribble a little pee out onto your tongue, and you will keep licking and cleaning as i do so. A final rinsing. And i dont want you swallowing till i tell you." she smirked.
As she moistened his tongue with her piss, he used it as a final wash for her cunt lips. He was licking furiously, trying not to earn any more vicious strokes from her cane. As if reading his mind, she started firmly tapping one of his nipples, on top of the butterfly clip. Over and over on the same spot. The pain was light in the beggining of the taps, but after a time, each stroke began to hurt more and more. She kept it up until she felt that he had cleaned her sufficiently.
"All right. That's not bad. Now we'll work on the clitoris. I need your tongue stiff and pointed for this. You will lick under the hood and all around the nub of the clit. Making sure you get any little bits remaining in there. I will provide more pee to assist you in this." she smiled evilly'
She shifted back until the tip of his tongue was positioned right under the flap covering her clit. "Okay, now nice and stiff, and i want small circles under the hood and around the clitoris. That's it. Uh huh. Stiffer tongue. Stiffer i said!" Two swift strokes of the cane, came slicing down across his tender belly.
"Owwwwah!" he moaned, as he did his best to lick her the way she wished. She started flicking the same, worried nipple again, while she rubbed her clit around and around on his tongue. Again she let loose a few dribbles of her pee across it.
"Fine. That'll do for now. Now for the dirtiest part. My cunt-hole. You'll have a lot of digging to do, to clean it out." She reached down and grasped the two chains that were connected to the butterfly clamps on his nipples. She pulled them up taught. He strained against his bonds at the assault.
"All right, now get your tongue into my hole and i want lots of digging and probing, slut!" she said forcefully. "Nice and deep now, nice and deep!" she ordered, as she yanked on the chains harder. His pitiful moans were starting to stimulate her again, what with his tongue probing and licking the deep insides of her cunt.
"Deeper now. And faster!" she barked. She thrust up and down on his tongue. She started caning him on his sides. It was fresh unmarked meat, begging to be struck. She pulled on his chains each time she rose up from his tongue in her hole, getting herself into a nice rythym as she rode him.
"C'mon! Perform for me!" she yelled, stroking him harder with the cane. Stroke after stroke, the red welts forming on his tender sides. He was crying out with each lash now, but still trying to keep his tongue performing, despite the fact it was aching so much. He knew he dare not slacken his performance!
"She began to get closer and closer to climax, but reined back, preferring to enjoy a larger explosion later. She used him for awhile longer, until she was satisfied that he had cleaned her enough.
"That'll do for now." she said, as she reached around for the shower head again, raised up from him, and gave herself another spray. J's face became submerged, again. He gasped his last breath as he went under - he had to only focus on how much he trusted her now. He had to believe she would not drown him.
Through the yellow, cloudy mixture that was now over his eyes, he saw, with blurred vision, her hand go to one of the drainplug chains, and heard the underwater pop, as she yanked out the stopper. The mixture of her shit and piss, slowly began to drain out.
She had been merciful this time. He had not run out of breath. As the liquid got down to just under his nose, he carefully exhaled and took a shaky breath. His mouth of course was still full, as the remainder in the pit drained out.
"You need to swallow that now, slave. Your cleaning session isn't over yet!" she glared at him. He instantly obeyed, and began to swallow her soup in small gulps, trying to control his stomach muscles that were starting to heave, with the further influx of filth. It was not just the taste and smell. It was the whole idea of it! The humiliation of it!
He was very dismayed that Nicole had introduced this into her evil repertoire. She had groomed him for this. He could see that now. And he knew that this would be his fate, now. Every day. Her load. His face!
Nicole replaced the drainplug and got the showerhead again. She turned the tap open on the cold water. "Better hold your breath now!" she laughed. She began to spray the freezing water all over his face and head. She placed the head right in his mouth to give him a good cleansing. J was coughing and spluttering and moaning.
The rinse water was starting to fill up the head pit again. She brought the level to just over his straining nose. "Deep breath now." she said.
She picked up a small stiff brush and proceeded to give him a rough scrubbing under the water. She smirked as she saw a burst of bubbles and heard a gurgled moan emanating from him. She pulled his head up slightly, straining the leather straps attached to the wire claws in his mouth. Just high enough for him to raise his nostrils out of the water.
"Having trouble with our breath are we? You need a few swimming lessons, boy!" she said, and then plunged him back under again!
She finished the scrubbing and then pulled both drain plugs open. One more quick rinse with the showerhead, and then she positioned her ass hole over his mouth again.
"I will be training you to beg for my shit, eventually, J. You'll see. I'm going to leave you now, and i'm also going to leave you with my shit to suck on while i'm gone." she laughed.
She slowly pushed out about a two inch log of her shit directly in his mouth, and then leaned over and spit on top of it.
"There." she chuckled "That'll give you something to play with while i go do some things." She reached down and released the leather straps of the mouth -spreader, and removed it from his mouth. He groaned at the soreness in his jaw, and around his lips.
"Now you keep that shit in your mouth, till i return. You dont chew it or swallow it. Understood? I want to see it in the same state i left it when i return" she said, looking sternly into his eyes. She tapped his nipples a little as warning, and then quickly released them from the swollen nubs. "Aaaahhhhhuh!" J cried out, at the influx of blood into the flattened nips.
She got up from the throne and zipped up the crotch of the latex suit, and started walking out of the toilet chamber.
As she left, she turned briefy.
"Remember. No eating. Just tasting...!" she laughed wickedly as she strode out of the toilet chamber, rubbing her clit under the rubber crotch.
To be continued...
