TWISTED GUARDIAN Chapter 9 “Taught to Beg For It” by Blushing slut
Nicole slowly walked up the staircase from the dungeon. Her knees wobbled a bit. Despite the surge of feminine power she could feel, coursing through her veins, from the extremes that she had just inflicted upon J… she felt weak. Weak from the crashing surging orgasm she had just had.
She was still licking her lips from it. Still rubbing her clit under the rubber suit. She reached the top of the staircase and clicked across the tiled kitchen floor, out to the side balcony, overlooking the north view to the smoke of Barcelona in the distance.
She thought of the bustling humanity in that place. There were many men there. Men that she could rule someday. She knew it.
And she would have them. She knew that to.
But for now, all she needed was J. He had been perfect so far. She doubted if most men could endure what he had been submitted to. He had turned out to be a most willing partner. He had surprised her on many occasions with his silent acceptance of the tortures and degradations she had put upon him.
She absently reached for the zipper between the black rubber folds and drew it down from her neck to the base of her crotch. She was dripping in sweat. She pulled open the front of the suit, and let the cool sea breeze drift across her exposed torso, evaporating the beads and drying her skin.
The light rivulets of air drifting across her cunt lips, were enough to start the arousal all over again. She took the cattle whip from her belt and brought the dildo handled end up to her lips. She licked it and drooled her spit onto it, then brought it down to the hole of her cunt.
She placed one foot onto the low stone balustrade, and brought the rubber clad handle down to her labia flaps. She moved the head from the top to the bottom of her slit. Then plunged it deep into her vagina with one twisting thrust.
Oh yes! This was what she needed! She’d had enough licking. She needed deep, hard penetration. She envisioned herself owning a stallion of a black stud someday. She would keep him available at all times, to satisfy her deep cuntal needs, and to humiliate the slave in her presence even more.
The dildo handle sucked in and out of her pussy. She was thrusting her hips deeply upon it. She thrust herself even more violently upon the tool, and brought her nails to her nipples and dug them in deep.
She brought the most humiliating and painfilled visions of J to her minds eye. His choking, and spluttering, as he was forced to swallow her waste. The blood streaks on his thighs. The moaning and crying and screaming for mercy. Her heel marks upon his chest. His frightened eyes as she filled the toilet throne head pit to overflowing.
She thrust the dildo deep inside herself. Her juices dripped down across her fingers. She saw the black stud fucking her, just as he was forced to pull out and clenched into a ruined orgasm, dribbling down slowly upon J’s upturned face. Saw her log of shit sticking out of his mouth…
“Ahhhhe Ahhhhe, ohhhh…. yea” she cried out lustily, as her flood came in gushing waves. Nectar drooled down her thighs. Her knees almost gave way. “Oh fuck, yes!” she screamed. She flung her head back in ecstacy, flicking her sweat laden hair into the wind, droplets flying and flashing in the sunlight.
She gave one more deep thrust of the rubber handle and held it there, as she finished herself off. She turned round shakily, and sat on the cool stone ledge. Legs quivering. Breath shallow. She slipped the dildo out, brought it up to her mouth, and sucked off her juices. This was her passion now. She had never had orgasms like this. She would have this as many times a day as she wanted. From now on. And men would suffer to provide it.
Her breathing slowed. She thought of J, lying in the toilet chamber, with her log of shit, slowly dissolving in his mouth. It brought a cruel smile to her thin red lips. Now she would take him to the next stage. She would bring him to the point of sincerely begging to have his mouth filled with her wastes. And she would beat it out of him. Otherwise, he’d never cum again!
She slowly recovered her strength. She rose and zipped up the rubber suit, feeling it hug her curves again. Her jet black hair glistened in the sun, with the wetness of her sweat.
She took one more deep breath of the sweet salt air, then turned and made her way back down to the delicious dankness of the cellar dungeon. The air was thick with the smell of blood, and shit, and piss and fearful sweat.
As she strode toward the toilet chamber, she could see her property stretched out on the floor just as she’d left him. And she was somewhat disappointed to see that the nice little turd that she had left him with earlier, was still happily sticking its little head out of his mouth.
She had hoped for harsh lashes to begin the next session. But he had performed admirably. She felt a bit irritated by this.
She stepped into the chamber. Their eyes met. She could see the adoring look on his face. It was almost pitiful. He really would do anything for her. She knew that now.
She walked over to him and placed the sole of her boot onto his flacid penis. She pressed down hard, rubbing him back to erection.
She bent over and brought her face close to his.
“Well aren’t we a goody two shoes, you little fucker! Still got that turd in there all in one piece. I trust you’ve had a tasty little spit drizzle, trickling down your throat?” she looked at him with a somewhat displeasured look on her face.”Greedy little slut!”
“Get rid of it Now! It stinks! I don’t want to smell my old smelly shit! What were you thinking of?!” she yelled indignantly.
He looked at her with confusion…he thought she’d be pleased that he had performed so well. He saw her reach for her cane, and he fearfully began to try to swallow her turd. His throat was so dry though, that he couldn’t manage it. He began to choke.
“Oh dear. Are we having trouble?” she said teasingly. “Need some lubrication do we?” he nodded his head pleadingly, and she nodded hers in time, mocking his gestures. “Well I don’t think we’ve learned to beg properly for such a relief, have we?” she looked at him inquisitively. “You don’t get anything anymore unless you learn to beg with real sincerity. And that goes for your little squirts from that male clit of yours!” she glared at him as she dug the toe of her boot down hard against the tip of his cock.
“What do you want J? Do you want my pee or my spit to help you slide that disgusting mess down your throat. Hmm? Beg me for it. Beg me!” she yelled, kicking him hard in the ribs.
He gargled out some unintelligible reply and she simply laughed. “Just show me with your eyes, slut! Beg me with your eyes. Do we want spit? No? Then we want pee, right!” she said. He nodded his head and pleaded with his eyes. “Grunt out your pleas like a pig! Do it!” she yelled, kicking him again in the ribs. “BEG!”
He started grunting unintelligibly. She laughed gleefully at his humiliation. “Then pee it shall be!” she chuckled. She moved up to him and placed her cunt right over his face. She let loose a slow stream into his mouth, filling him up completely. “You hold that there now, until I say swallow.” She grinned down at him.
She brought the fingers of one hand down to his mouth and began to swirl the foul mix around. She scooped up some of the liquid and brought her dripping hand down to his cock. She started stroking it gently, giving it as much pleasure as she could, using her waste as lubricant. No pain now, just the beginnings of pleasure.
She stroked it rythmically. He started lunging his hips in time. “You want me to let that little clit spurt don’t you?” she taunted him. He nodded and pleaded with his eyes. “Well there’s only one way that’s going to happen J. And that’s if you swallow that mess in your mouth without choking or coughing.” She kept up the hard stroking of his cock.
“Swallow! She said suddenly, behind gritted teath, her lips curling into a disgusted grimace. He opened his throat to the deluge. Her hand was pumping him furiously now. She kept an eye on his balls to gauge his moment. During his first gulp of the disgusting contents in his mouth he not only began choking and coughing, but almost was ready to puke his guts up as well.
She removed her hand suddenly from his cock and replaced it with the sole of her boot, and the six inch spike of her heel digging into the base of his balls.
“Useless, pathetic attempt, slave!” she yelled angrily “Finish up the rest quickly!” she twisted her boot heel in deeper. He couldn’t help but scream out in agony as he tried to choke down the rest of the foul mix in his mouth! Nicole could feel her cunt pulsing at the sight and sound of him, and felt more of her warm liquids gush down the inside of her thigh.
“You lick those lips clean, slut, and prepare yourself for the next load. And if you want to get anywhere close to squirting out of that little clit of yours, you are going to eat and drink everything I give you, and you will BEG for every morsel!” she glared at him.
“As a matter of fact, from this moment on, the only time that little cocklit will even get touched, is when you are swallowing my shit. And the only way you’ll get to do that is if you beg for it! Sincerely and sweetly and believably. Do you understand!?” she yelled
J nodded fearfully “Yes my lady. I will try to do my best” he spluttered
She answered that with three swipes of her cane to his balls! “You will DO your best, you little fool! If you fail to convince me of your sincerity by the end of todays training session, I will lock that little weiner up for six months! Is THAT understood!?” she yelled, her lips pulling back into a mean grimace.
She drooled her spit onto his cock and began stroking it again. “Now we’re going to keep trying this until you get it right. Do you wanna cum, my little nympho?” she teased. “Oh yes, please, Miss.” “Then beg me for the shit that will make that possible. Beg me, you little whore!” she raised up her cane and gave him one hard stroke on his thigh.
“Please Mistress Nicole, please shit in my mouth so I can cum” he tried as best he could to be sincere.
“You fucking idiot!” she yelled. Four more strokes of the cane came crashing down on his thigh. A small trickle of blood trailed down to the floor. “You don’t beg to cum, you only beg to eat my shit! And you beg for it, because before to long, you’re going to crave it, your going to need it, cuz you wont cum without it!” she laughed gleefully at his dilemma. “Try again.” she commanded
“Oh please, please my Lady, let me eat your shit. I want you to teach me how to love it” he said with somewhat more fervor.
She laughed “You can do better than that” She shifted back on the toilet seat so that her shit hole was right over his mouth. “Kiss my asshole and beg her really sincerely for her gifts. C’mon.” she teased his cock mercilessly, stroking and stopping and stroking and stopping.
She kept this up for the longest while. She would push out just the tip of a log, telling him that if he would only beg hard enough for it, she would let him have it, and then she’d let him have his little orgasm. But she chided him on how insincere his begging was.
She teased him with her shit, letting him lick it, but not eat it yet. All the time she was stroking his cock, driving him insane with need. But each time she would leave him wanting.
She used her cane judiciously to spur him on to begging harder. She laughed at his stupid repetitive words, encouraging him to be more eloquent and more sincere with each swipe of the wicked stick.
Finally she let her turd drop into his mouth. “Now I want to see the sincerity in your eyes now J.” she brought her face down closer to his. She gripped his cock hard.
“You want to swallow that shit, don’t you?” she smirked. He nodded his head and pleaded with his eyes. She began the last rythmic strokes of his cock, that would lead to his final release. She moved her hand agonizingly slow now, spitting on it to keep it lubed.
“Show me. Show me J. Let me feel how sincerely you want me to fill your tummy with my shit.” She taunted him. He did everything in his power to exude to her just how much he was desperate to cum and realized that this was the only way to achieve that. And that all that mattered to him was to please her. To feed her perversions.
She read all that in his eyes. She knew. She knew she had brought him to the first hurdle. And now they would both have there grande finale to the days work, she thought.
“You may swallow now, my good slave. I can see how sincere you’ve become. Let me help it to slide down better.” She said quietly, letting loose a small trickle of pee into his mouth. “Slide it down. Fill yourself with me. And we’ll finish off things with this little cock of yours.” she said.
He swallowed it down obediently. He looked up at her and saw her smile. Her hand quickened its pace on his shaft. But then he could see her asshole open again, and this time she let loose a torrent of shit that quickly filled up his mouth and overflowed onto his face.
She laughed wickedly “Ah yes, now we’re ready to make this little stick squirt.” She was stroking firmer and faster now. “This is how you’ll be from now on when you cum J. It’s the only way, remember that.”
He was completely beyond humiliation. He only knew that soon she would be pumping out his load. That’s all he cared about.
And she knew quite well that that was all he cared about.
“Swallow that load now, my little toilet whore. Swallow it and be thankful.” She looked deep into his eyes as she could feel him beginning to spurt…
He began to cry out- they both did- “Oh Mithreth, oh goghhhg…..good slave, good boy…..oh fuchhk, ah ahhh…cum for me J !.......swallow for me now…ahhhhhhhhhrrrrhrrhh!!!!!!” he cried…
His hot sperm rocketed out. She didn’t ruin it in any way. She loved him for submitting to her wickedness. She wanted him to be rewarded. Wanted him to remember the benefits of learning to sincerely beg to be used by her as her toilet. She showed that to him with her eyes.
She knew he hated it. Knew he found it hard to be sincere in begging for it.
And that was what she loved the most about it.
And that was what he loved the most about it too…
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