Serving Shelby

Sara Johnson looked up from her desk and saw Shelby
staring at her.  She glanced down and saw that the
teenager had her legs spread and her panties were on
display.  Sara's face turned red with embarrassment...
and something else.  She knew that that "something"
else would one day get her into trouble.  You see,
Sara was a confirmed lesbian.  More importantly she
had a thing for young, well-developed girls.  While
she had hidden these desires and forced herself to not
act on them, it was never far from her mind.

Now she was teaching in an exclusive all-girls school
and her fantasies were running wild.  When she had
received the job offer earlier this year, she had
hesitated.  She thought that it was like asking the
"cat to guard the canary".  She knew that it would
only be a matter of time before she got herself into
trouble.  Still, she took the job.  Not only did she
need the money but it was also a great opportunity for
her to advance her career.  She had convinced herself
that she could control her desires.  That wouldn't be
easy with six hundred young and pretty teenagers
running around.

Sara was attractive woman of 32 with light brown hair.
 She was 5' 7" and carried her 120 pounds very well.
She never felt that she was much to look at but when
she fixed herself up, she could be quite pretty.  She
had left home for college at 18 and never returned.
Her parents still didn't know that she was a lesbian.
Even she had denied it for most of her life.  Then she
met her roommate in college and all that changed.  She
realized that she liked women.  She also realized that
she was a submissive.  In her few relationships, she
had always been the meeker one.  She got a great deal
of satisfaction from pleasing her lovers.  However,
none of them would go far enough with her.  The main
reason was that she wasn't sure what "far-enough"
meant.  Sara had some very dark secrets; secrets that
only came out in dreams and rarely in the light of
day.

Sara had noticed Shelby on the first day of class.
She was a precocious 14-year-old that was very well
built for her age.  She had pretty blue eyes and blond
hair.  She wore, like all the other girls, a white
blouse, blue blazer and blue pleated skirt with white
socks and black shoes.  However, Shelby had somehow
modified the blouses to be much tighter than normal as
well as shorter.  The school seemed to overlook the
slight indiscretion because her parents were
fabulously wealthy.  In fact, their endowment
practically kept the school running.  Therefore, no
one was going to call the young girl down for her
dress.  Besides, she had charmed almost everyone in
authority.

The papers on Sara's desk that she was grading seemed
to take a back seat to what was happening in front of
her.  Regardless of how hard she tried, her eyes kept
going back to the exposed crotch of the young girl.
She knew that Shelby could see her.  Sara felt her
panties getting wet.

Suddenly the bell rang.  Sara jumped in surprise as
the class began to scramble to gather their books and
papers.  "Class, there will be a quiz tomorrow, so be
warned."

There was a chorus of moans as the girls began to
stream out.

When everyone was gone, Sara looked up and was shocked
to see Shelby still sitting in her chair in the front
row.  "Shelby, is something wrong?" Sara asked.

"Not really Miss Johnson," Shelby said.  Then she
stared at the older woman and slowly opened her legs
again.

Sara's eyes grew wide.  "Shelby, I've been meaning to
talk about your... your... well how you sit in class."
Sara felt her hands began to tremble.  She tried to
focus on Shelby's eyes but it was impossible.  She
swallowed hard when she saw the young girl brazenly
reach down and push her skirt up.  Then her hand went
to her crotch where she gently rubbed herself.
"Shelby," Sara gasped, trying to sound indignant.

Shelby smiled and reached to the hem of her panties
and pulled them to the side, exposing her hairless
pussy.  "I'm just showing you what you want to see
Miss Johnson.  You do want to see my nasty cunt don't
you Miss Johnson?"

Now all of Sara's body began to tremble as she stared
at the little girl's pussy.  She couldn't believe what
this mere child was doing to her.  She pressed her
thighs together and felt her own pussy begin to
quiver.  She watched as Shelby slipped a finger
between her lips and rubbed it up and down several
times.  Then she abruptly stood up and walked over to
the desk.

"My nasty cunt smells pretty good too," Shelby said
and reached out and ran her wet finger across Sara's
upper lip.

As soon as Sara smelled the juice of her cunt, her own
pussy began to throb wildly.  She had to close her
eyes for fear that she would climax right there.
Suddenly she jumped up.  "I have to go," she gasped.
"I am bathroom monitor."  With that Sara rushed out of
the room and down the hall.  Her heels clicked on the
floor as she strode quickly toward the girl's
lavatory.  She wasn't lying when she said she was the
bathroom monitor.  That was in fact one of her duties
as a new teacher.  Her job was to stay in the bathroom
between classes and make sure the girls didn't smoke,
or do any number of things girls could get into.

Sara hurried through the door and saw that there were
still several girls inside standing at the mirror.
One of the stalls was also occupied.  She tried to
smile calmly but felt like everyone could see how
flustered she was.  When the three girls left, she
began to wonder if the stall was really occupied.  She
walked over and stopped, intending to knock on the
door.  Suddenly she heard the hiss of urine.  It was
followed closely by the sound of bowel movements.  She
stopped and almost staggered back to the sink.  Her
pussy began to throb again.  She squeezed her thighs
together in a vain attempt to stop what she knew was
coming.  As she listened to the sound of plops into
the toilet, she began to climax.  Her knees almost
gave out from under her and she had to hold onto the
sink.  As the room filed with the smell of the girl's
BM, Sara's head began to spin faster and her pussy
quivered harder.

Just then the door opened and Shelby walked in.  When
she saw Sara leaning against the counter her eyes
opened wide.  She could see that Sara was even more
flustered than when she had rushed out of the room.
For a moment she couldn't understand why.  Then she
heard the toilet flush and the stall door opened.  A
young girl walked out and over to the sink to wash her
hands.

Sara stared at Shelby as if in fear.

"Hi again Miss Johnson," she said with a smile and
went to a stall.

Suddenly, Sara felt like she should run out of the
lavatory.  Yet, she didn't.  She stayed and waited for
the young girl to finish washing her hands and leave.
She then tried to straighten herself and fix her
makeup.  After all, it was her job to stay in the
lavatory until everyone was out.  Just as she got her
composure, it all started again.  She heard the hiss
of urine.  This time it was Shelby.  Sara stood
silently, steeling herself against the sound.

"Miss Johnson, there isn't any toilet paper in here.
Could you get me some?"

Sara almost moaned.  She hesitated for a moment but
then went into another stall and removed a roll.  For
a second she thought of just pushing it under the
door.  But then she thought that would be silly.
Instead she pushed the door open, intending to just
hand it around to the seated girl.  However, the door
opened all the way.  Suddenly she was staring at
Shelby sitting with her panties at her ankles and her
skirt up.  Her eyes were immediately drawn to the
girl's exposed pussy.  Suddenly a yellow stream of
piss began to hiss from her hole.

"Ah that feels so nice," Shelby said with a smile.

Sara was transfixed.  She had never seen such a brazen
and disgusting girl.  Yet she could feel her pussy
begin go throb again.

"Are you going to give me the toilet paper or not?"
Shelby said as her piss continued to pour into the
toilet.

Sara jumped.  She didn't realize that she had been
staring.  She moved closer to the young girl and
reached out to hand her the toilet paper.

Instead of taking the paper, Shelby slapped it out of
her hand.

Again Sara was stunned.

"I think I would rather have you clean my pissy cunt
Miss Johnson," Shelby hissed.

Sara started to back out of the stall but Shelby
grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

"What if I told the school that you forced me into the
bathroom to take advantage of me?"

"What," Sara cried, "I did no such thing."

"Maybe not but who do you think they would believe?
My parents practically own this school.  I could very
easily get you fired.  Lots of the girls know you were
in here with me."

"You wouldn't," Sara gasped.

"No I wouldn't.  But only if you do exactly as I say."
 With that the young girl slid forward on the toilet.
She reached down and pulled her panties off then
spread her legs wide.  "Get down here and lick the
piss off of my cunt."

Sara was trembling now.  She was about ready to cry.
"Please Shelby... I--I... can't."

"Yes you can.  You have about five seconds or I will
start screaming.  One... two... three..."

"Please!"

"Four... Fi..."

"Wait," Sara screamed.  Then she slowly moved into the
stall.  She turned around and closed the door and
locked it.  Then she went to her knees.

"That's better," Shelby said.

Sara couldn't believe what she was about to do.  Sure
she had eaten plenty of pussy before.  But this one
was soaked with piss.  Slowly she moved her head
lower.  She could smell the foul smelling urine
already in the toilet.  She closed her eyes and
touched Shelby's pussy.

"Oh yes," she groaned and grabbed the older woman's
head, pulling it to her wet cunt.

"Mmmmhhhh!" Sara grunted as her mouth was pressed to
the girls swollen lips.  Suddenly she could taste the
girl's piss.  It was salty and acrid.  Yet, she didn't
find it all unpleasant.  Her pussy began to throb
between her legs.

"That's it Miss Johnson, eat my cunt, suck the piss
from my nasty cunt."  Shelby began to gasp for breath.
 She felt the older woman's tongue come out and being
to lick her.  "Oh God," she moaned.  Her body began to
tremble and her legs squeezed Sara's head.  Suddenly a
strong climax began to rush through her.

Sara was so lost in eating the young girl's pussy that
she barely realized that she was climaxing.  Suddenly
she felt hands pushing her away.  She sat back and
looked at the smiling girl.

"You were very good Miss Johnson.  I'll see you
later."  With that Shelby put her panties on and
walked out of the stall.

Sara heard her laughing as she left the lavatory.

She remained there for several minutes trying to
figure out what happened.  It was almost like a dream.
 Then she looked down and saw the piss filled toilet
bowl and knew it had really happened.  She stood up
and rushed to the sink.  She cupped water in her hand
and tried to wash the rank taste of Shelby's piss from
her mouth.

Sara was walking down the quiet hall.  It was after 8
P.M. and everybody seemed to be gone.  She turned the
corner and almost knocked someone down.  "Oh I'm
sorry," she said.  Then she realized that it was
Shelby.

	"Hi Miss Johnson," Shelby said.

	"Shelby, what were are you doing in the school so
late?  It isn't safe here."

	"I was coming to see you Miss Johnson."

	"Whatever for?" Sara said, suddenly concerned by the
look on the young girl's face.

	"Well, I tried to use the lavatory but it's closed,"
Sara said nodding toward the open door of the lavatory
and the yellow closed signs in the front.  She had
actually put them there.

	"What... uh... what can I do about that?" Sara asked, her
voice trembling now.

	"Well, I thought that since you liked to lick my
pissy cunt this morning that you wouldn't mind being
my toilet."

	Sara stared at the young girl in shock.  Then she
thought she was kidding.  "Shelby there are plenty of
restrooms in this school."

	"I don't want a restroom Miss Johnson.  I want your
mouth!"

	"Shelby, stop talking like that to me this instant!"
Sara almost screamed.  She was making one last attempt
at being the adult.

	Suddenly Shelby's hand flew out and struck Sara
across the face.

	The older woman saw stars as the hand hit her cheek,
throwing her head to the side.  She grabbed her face
as tears began to come to her eyes from the force of
the blow.  She opened her mouth to say something but
nothing came out.  And Shelby seized the moment,
slapping Sara open handed across the face again,
leaving two red welt marks on either side of the older
woman's face.

	"Do not scream at me Miss Johnson.  Never scream at
me," Shelby said with venom in her voice.  Suddenly
she pushed the older woman through a door behind her.
It was a classroom.

	Sara staggered backward looking at the young girl in
real fear now.  She had no idea what she was capable
of.  She knew that she wouldn't hesitate to lie to the
authorities about her.  Suddenly she began to tremble
all over.

	Shelby reached up and grabbed Sara's ear harshly.
She jerked the woman over to the large teachers desk
at the head of the class.  "Get under the desk bitch."

	Sara was too scared to disobey.  She got down on her
knees and had to crawl to get under the desk.  She
felt her nylons tear as she squeezed herself under the
desk.  Suddenly she was kneeling like a dog under the
desk looking at the lower half of Shelby.  She watched
with wide eyes as the young girl slipped her panties
down her legs and left them on the floor.  Then she
sat down in the wooden chair and pulled herself up to
the desk.  Her legs suddenly opened, revealing her
swollen cunt.

	"Eat my cunt bitch," Shelby ordered and pushed
herself closer to the desk, crowding Sara backward.

	Suddenly Sara found herself between Shelby's legs,
her face between her thighs.  She could smell her
pussy.

	"Eat me!" Shelby ordered.

	The older woman had no choice.  She leaned forward
and began to eat the pussy that was spread before her.
 She heard Shelby moan as she sucked her lips into her
mouth.  She used all her skill, hoping to get her off
quickly and then she would leave her alone.  It didn't
take long to make her climax.  However, when her
trembling stopped, she didn't move.

	"Now it's time to get what you really want," Shelby
said, looking down at the now cowering older woman.

	Sara tried to back up but there was nowhere to go.
She watched as Shelby spread her legs as wide as she
could.  She saw her reach down and open her pussy
lips.  "Oh nooooooo!" she gasped.  Suddenly a long
stream of piss shot out of the girl's pussy.  It hit
Sara in the face.  She shook her head and tried to get
out of the way.  It was impossible.  The piss hit her
face and her chest, streaming down to her skirt.
Suddenly she felt like she was being deluged with a
fire hose.  The stinking yellow liquid covered her
blouse until it was almost transparent.  She could
feel the warm juice running into her bra.

	The chair suddenly moved back and Shelby got up.  She
reached down and picked up her panties and threw them
under the desk to Sara.  "Here, you can use these to
dry off with."  Sara laughed uproariously as she
walked out of the classroom, leaving Sara shivering
under the desk, soaked in her urine.

	It took a few minutes for Sara to get enough strength
to crawl from under the desk.  When she stood up she
realized she had the panties in her hand.  Everything
she had on was soaked.  She brought the cotton
material to her face with a trembling hand.  However,
instead of wiping her face she brought them to her
nose.  Suddenly she felt her pussy throbbing.  She
hadn't even known that she was excited.  She smelled
the strong smell of Shelby's pussy.  She squeezed her
thighs together, closed her eyes and began to climax.


When Sara opened her eyes she was staring into the
startled face of an old woman.  Sara stood there in
total shock.  Piss was running from her hair and her
clothes were soaked.  She smelled like a toilet.

	The Mexican woman stared at the teacher.  Her eyes
were opened wide in disbelief.  She could smell the
stench of piss.

Sara began to cry as she rushed past the startled
woman.  She grabbed her briefcase still in the hall
and turned to find a lavatory.  When she saw several
teachers turning the corner down the hall she changed
her mind and ran for the door.  It was dark outside
but there were students walking around the campus.
Sara realized that she had no choice and had to walk
across the campus to her car.  She walked across the
grass, trying to avoid getting too close to any of the
students.  The rank piss was still running from her
hair.  She tried to wipe her face with the now soaked
panties but it was no use.  She had almost made it to
her car when one of her students walked up to her.

"Miss Johnson I..." the girl started to say and stopped.
 Her eyes opened in shock.  She could smell piss and
saw the total disarray of the older woman.  She looked
down and saw the panties in her hand.

	"I'm in a hurry now Jill," Sara said and rushed
passed the shocked girl.

By the time she got to the car she was a trembling
mess.  She got her keys out and jumped into her car.
Then she stopped and fell on the steering wheel,
sobbing uncontrollably.  She had never been more
humiliated in her life.

It was Saturday morning around 9 A.M. and Sara had
just rolled out of bed.  At least she wouldn't have to
go to school and encounter Shelby until Monday, she
thought.  Then she heard the doorbell ring.  Wondering
who it could be, she wrapped a robe around her naked
body and went to the door.  She peeked thought the
hole and gasped.  It was Shelby.

	Sara took a deep breath and put her forehead against
the door.  The doorbell rang insistently again.

	Finally Sara opened the door.

	Shelby pushed past the startled woman and walked into
her apartment.  She didn't say anything but just
walked around looking at the room.

	Sara still stood at the door with it open, looking at
the young girl.  Finally she got her voice.  "Shelby...
why are you here?"  She tried to sound firm but her
voice was trembling.

	Shelby turned and looked at the older woman.  "Well,
if it's any of your business, I wanted to see your
apartment.  I wanted to make sure it would work for
me."  With that she walked into the kitchen, looked
around and then went to the bedroom.  She walked
across the soft carpet and looked into the large
bathroom.

	Sara closed the door and caught up with her.  She
stood watching her quietly.

	"Yes, this will do nicely," Shelby said.

	"Shelby," Sara started to say but was stunned by a
smack to her face.  It stunned her so much that she
went to her knees.

	Shelby reached down and grabbed Sara's hair, pulling
her head back.  "Listen cunt, I've had enough of your
shit.  You are mine.  Do you understand?  I can make
one phone call and you will be in jail in about twenty
minutes.  I'm under-aged or didn't you know that.  I'm
only fourteen.  All I have to do is call the chief of
police, who happens to be a good friend of my
father's, and you will be arrested."  Shelby stared
down at the frightened woman, pulling her hair for
emphasis.  "I want you to understand that you are
nothing but a piece of shit to me.  You are no better
than slime on the street.  Do you understand that?"

	There were tears in Sara's eyes as she tried to nod
her head.

	"Let me make it clear."

	Sara heard Shelby make a hawking noise in her throat.
 Suddenly she saw her purse her lips and then she spit
right into her face.  She closed her eyes just in time
to prevent the flem filled spit from hitting her in
the eyes.

	The younger girl did it several more times until
Sara's face was dripping with her thick, mucus filled
spit.

	"Come on," Shelby said, practically dragging the poor
woman by her hair toward the bathroom.

	Sara tried to crawl fast enough to keep up.  When she
got to the bathroom, her knees hit the rough tile and
she winced in pain.  She moaned as she moved her
across the floor, following the girl.

	Shelby stopped in front of the toiled and turned
around.  She let go of Sara's hair long enough to pull
her panties down.  "I drank lots of beer last night
with my girlfriends.  I've been holding my piss all
night, just waiting for this.  Now, I want you to
drink it.  And, you had better not spill a drop."

	It felt like Sara's hair was being pulled out as the
girl pulled her around and made her lean her head back
over the toilet.

	"Open your scum sucking mouth you fucking piece of
shit bitch," Shelby ordered.

	Sara was shaking all over as she opened her mouth.
She watched as the teenager straddled her face and
brought her cunt to within inches of her mouth.

	"Get ready because I really have to piss," Shelby
warned.  Suddenly she let her bladder relax.
"Ahhhhh!" she sighed as her hot piss hit the older
woman right in the mouth.

	For a second Sara choked but she knew better than to
move.  She tried to open her throat as the strong piss
filled her mouth.  She swallowed the foaming liquid.
As she closed her lips, the piss began to spill down
her front.  As quickly as possible she opened her
mouth again.  She could taste the strong tasting piss
as the salty fluid filled her mouth again.  It burned
as it ran down her throat.  She swallowed over and
over.  It seemed that it was never going to stop.  Her
stomach filled up, yet it kept coming.  Just as she
felt like she was going to burst, it slowed to a
dribble.

	"Lick my cunt clean" Shelby ordered, pressing her
cunt to the woman's mouth.  "Yes, yes, lick it.  Oh
you are a good cunt licker.  My... my... a piss drinker
and good cunt licker to.  I'm so lucky."

	Sara worked as hard as she could to please the girl.
She stuck her tongue into her dripping pussy, plunging
it in and out several times before pulling it out to
her clit.  Then she sucked the swollen clit into her
mouth.

	"Oh yes," Shelby screamed as her body began to
convulse.  She sat her pussy down hard on the woman's
face, forcing her head back into the toilet.

	Sara could feel the hair on the back of her head
dipping into the toilet water.  However, she didn't
have time to worry about it.  She continued to suck
until the young girl finally lifted herself from her
face.

	"That was good," Shelby said to herself.  Then she
looked down at Sara and said, "Clean yourself up and
come into the living room.  We have to talk."

	Sara hurriedly wiped her face and found a fresh robe
and rushed out to the living room.  Shelby was sitting
on the sofa with her feet up on the coffee table.

	When Shelby saw Sara she said, "Get on your knees
bitch and crawl.  I want you on you knees whenever I'm
in your... our house."

	Sara was stunned again but she went to her knees and
crawled over to Shelby.

	"Now take off your robe.  Whenever I am here you will
always be naked and on your knees unless I tell you
different.  Do you understand that?"

	"Shel..." Sara started to plead with the girl but she
stopped.  She saw the stern look on her face and
trembled.  In spite of her fear, she felt her pussy
quiver.  Her juice had started to run down her legs
when they were in the bathroom.  She was embarrassed
as she stripped off her robe.  She knew that the girl
would be able to see her excitement.

	Shelby didn't miss it.  "Ah, my little piss slut is
excited by all this huh?"  Then she laughed.  However,
just as quickly her face turned somber again.  "Now
Sara, let's talk about what I will need from you.
First, you are going to be like my little lap dog.
And I do mean "lap."   Shelby laughed again.  "Do you
know what dogs do Sara?"

	Sara didn't answer.

	"Well, dogs will eat anything.  Have you ever seen a
dog eat shit?"

	"Shelby please," Sara gasped in fear as tears began
to fall from her eyes.  Yet, her pussy continued to
produce her sex juice.

	"Well, I'm sure you have.  Let me show you what dogs
do."  Shelby stood up and turned around, kneeling on
the sofa.  She pulled her skirt up, baring her naked
ass.  Then she reached behind her and pulled her
cheeks apart.  "Smell my ass like a good dog," Shelby
ordered.

	Sara hesitated for a second before she moved over
closer.  She got between the girl's feet until she was
only inches from her ass.  She stared at the young
girl's puckered asshole.  Her heart began to pound in
her chest as she moved closer.

	"Lick my ass!" Shelby ordered.

	Sara stuck her tongue out and touched the little
hole.  She licked around it and felt her stomach begin
to flip-flop.  Her head began to spin at the thought
of what came out of this tiny hole.  Sure she had
licked other women's asses, but somehow this was
different.  She was being forced.  Besides, none of
those women would have ever considered shi... no, she
couldn't even think about it.

	"Stick your tongue up my ass."

	Sara held her breath and pushed her tongue into the
girl's ass.  She felt the tight sphincter squeezing
her tongue.

	"That's it bitch, lick inside my ass.  It won't be
long before you are sucking and eating what comes out
of my ass."  Shelby began to move her ass in small
circles, allowing Sara's tongue to swab the walls of
her rectum.

	Suddenly Sara could feel something on her tongue.
With shock she pulled her tongue out and back into her
mouth.  What she didn't realize until too late was
that there was a large chunk of shit on her tongue.
As the taste of the acrid tasting fecal matter began
to spread throughout her mouth she began to gag.  She
wanted to spit to clean out her mouth.  Yet she knew
that there would be hell to pay if she did.  Instead
she took a deep breath and swallowed.  The morsel
slipped down her throat and landed in her stomach like
a lead weight.  Suddenly Sara felt her pussy begin to
quiver.  God, she had just eaten shit, she thought.
Her head began to spin again and she began to shake.
She was overwhelmed as a climax took her.  She gasped
and tried to remain on her knees as waves of pleasure
rushed through her.

	"Get your tongue back into my ass bitch," Shelby
screamed.

	Sara quickly got control of herself and began to lick
her ass again.  When Shelby pushed back she stuck her
tongue back into her ass again.  She felt it again and
she pulled back.  Her eyes opened wide as she now
stared into the bowels of the young girl.  Shelby had
pulled her ass open so wide that the hole was the size
of a silver dollar.  Sara could actually see the bowel
matter clinging to the walls of her rectum.

"Get your tongue in my ass," Shelby screamed.

With a moan of submission Sara leaned forward and let
her tongue enter the large hole.  Then to her own
amazement, she began to scoop the nasty tasting brown
matter out of the stretched hole and into her mouth.
She couldn't believe how low she had gone in just a
few days.  Two days ago she was a respected teacher.
Now she was like a "lap" dog, licking shit out of the
ass of a young girl.

	Eventually Shelby was satisfied with Sara's progress.
 She pulled her ass from her and turned around,
sitting on the sofa in front of the startled woman.
She looked down at her face and saw several crumbs of
her shit at the corners of the older woman's mouth.  A
smile came to her face.  "Very good Sara.  You have
passed the first tests.  Still, you have much to learn
about pleasing me.  When we are done, you will be my
total toilet slave.  Do you know what that means?"

	"No," Sara whispered, her head turning down and her
face turning red.

	"It means that I will never have to use a toilet
again.  Your mouth will be my toilet.  It will be used
for every bodily function that I have.  That includes
shit, piss, and... well, have you ever eaten a lover
when she was on her period?"

	Sara looked up and her eyes opened wide.

	"Yes dear, I will require you to eat my cunt during
that "time" of the month.  I will come over here and
stay for a few days so that I never have to use a
tampon."  Shelby broke into a laugh.  "Well, let's
wait for that.  First you have to learn to love my
stinking shit.  But there is a lot more.  One of these
days I will take you home to meet my family.  You'll
love my Mom.  She has a lover just about like you.
Quite a bit older though.  She has been my Mom's
toilet slave since I was first born.  I'll bet she has
eaten a ton of shit from my Mom."  Shelby laughed
loud.  When she caught her breath she continued.  "I
also have a few other friends.  Friends like Mary, the
sixth grade teacher in room 2B.  You know her, the
pretty blond.  She hates my shit but she does it, just
like you will do it."

Sara began to sob loudly.  "Please Shelby... why me?"

"Why not you.  Besides, I have seen the way you have
been looking at me since school started."  Shelby
reached forward and held Sara's face in her hands.
"You see, it's all your fault.  I could see from the
very first that you were in love with me."

Sara looked up at the young girl through tear filled
eyes.  She started to deny it but stopped.  It would
have been a lie.  Yes, she was in love with the young
girl.

"But you see Sara, you are nothing to me.  Just like
Mary is nothing to me.  The only thing I need you for
is your mouth."  Shelby stopped for a moment and then
said, "Well, that's not entirely true.  I also need
your stomach.  I need your stomach to hold my shit and
piss and anything else I give you.  I love to know
that you are carrying around the contents of my bowels
in your stomach.  You will sit in class one day with
your stomach full of my shit and wonder do any of the
other girls know what I have inside me?  Your pussy
will pulse and you will have to fight to keep from
climaxing.  You may deny it now but it will happen."
Shelby got up and walked to the door, leaving Sara
sobbing on the floor.  "I will be back tonight.  I
want you to take me out to dinner and buy me your
favorite foods.  But you are not going to eat it.  Do
you know why?"  Shelby didn't let her answer.
"Because I am.  Then, when we come home I'm going to
shit into your mouth.  Then you are going to eat every
bit of it.  See you later my little shit eating dog."


	Sara's face turned pale.  Still, her pussy began to
get wet again.  She couldn't believe that the more
this young girl degraded her the more excited she
became.  She felt humiliated, like the lowest animal,
yet her pussy was throbbing in excitement.

	Shelby abruptly got up.  "See you here promptly at
eight.  Make a reservation at your favorite
restaurant."  With that Shelby strode out of the room.

	Sara fell to the floor and began to sob.

Sara couldn't believe how nervous she was as she got
ready to go out with Shelby.  She had changed her
clothes three times and still wasn't satisfied.
Earlier that day, after Shelby left, she had made a
reservation at her favorite restaurant for 7:30 for
the two of them.

	Now it was almost 7:30 and Sara had just finished her
makeup when she heard the doorbell.  She rushed to
open the door and found Shelby waiting.  The haughty
young girl pushed past her and walked into her
apartment like she owned it.

	Then Shelby stopped and turned around and looked at
how Sara was dressed.  "That will never do," she said.
 "Come with me."  With that she took Sara back into
her bedroom.  "Find me your shortest skirt."

	Sara went over to her closet and brought out a short
skirt that she hadn't worn in years.  It was too tight
and short when she bought it several years ago but now
she had put on a few pounds.

	"Put it on," Shelby said, her arms folded as she
stared at the older woman.

	Sara hurried to do as she asked.  She pulled her
slacks down, showing that she had on panties.

	"Panties off," Shelby ordered.

	Showing her embarrassment, Sara took her panties off
and pulled the tight skirt up her thighs.  When she
finally had it buttoned around her waist, she looked
down and saw that most of her thighs were visible.
"It's too short," she complained before she thought.

	Shelby took a step toward Sara and grabbed her hair.
She brought her arm back and slapped her hard across
the face.  Then she forced the older woman to her
knees.  "Don't ever question me again.  Do you
understand?" she screamed.

	Sara had tears in her eyes as she stared up at the
woman.  She tried to nod her head.

	"Open your mouth."

	"What?"

	Shelby held her hair with one hand and slapped her
face hard again.  "Do as I say," she sneered.

	Sara opened her mouth.  Then she heard that awful
hawking sound.  She closed her eyes.

	Shelby filled her mouth with saliva and mucus and
spat it into the open mouth below her.  She did it
twice more.  "Swallow!" she ordered.

	Sara shivered and closed her mouth and swallowed the
slimy mucus, feeling it slip down her throat like a
raw oyster.

	Suddenly Shelby let go of her hair and smiled as if
nothing had happened.  "Now, let's get you a blouse.
Take off your shirt and bra."  This time Shelby went
over to the closet and found the sheerest blouse she
could find.  "Here, this should do."

	Sara put the blouse on.  She turned and looked into
the mirror.  She gasped when she saw that her breasts
were almost entirely visible under the thin material.
"Shel..." Sara started to say but stopped.

	"Very nice," Shelby said.  "Now just one last piece
of jewelry."  She pulled out of her pocketbook what
looked like a black dog collar with silver studs.
Then she walked over to Sara and locked it around her
neck.  "Very pretty."

	Sara's hand was trembling as she reached up and
touched the collar.  She looked into the mirror and
saw the large black collar wrapped around her neck.
It almost looked like a piece of jewelry, but she knew
that she had gotten it from the pet store.

	"It's time to go," Shelby said and turned and walked
out of the room.

	Sara hurried to catch up.


	Sara and Shelby sat quietly in the swank restaurant.
Sara had ordered her favorite meal for Shelby: a
20-ounce steak, large baked potato, broccoli, salad
and bread.  Shelby allowed Sara to order a salad for
herself but made her wait to eat it.  She ate quietly
but there was a strange smile on her face as she
chewed every bite slowly.  She glanced down at the
glass of yellow liquid sitting next to Sara's salad.
She had gone into the bathroom and peed into the glass
and brought it back for Sara.

	Finally the young girl was finished with everything
on her plate.  She dabbed her lips with the napkin and
then laid it on the table.  "Mmmmm, that was
delicious.  I bet it is going to be even better
later."  She laughed and saw Sara's face flush.
"Okay, you can eat your salad.  Make sure you wash
every bite down properly.

Sara felt practically naked as she sat in the fancy
restaurant.  She had noticed the waiter glaring at her
almost totally exposed breasts.  He wasn't the only
one that had stared.  It seemed like everyone in the
place knew that she was practically naked.  Her hand
was trembling as she picked up the fork and began to
eat.  She chewed the first mouthful, hesitating to
swallow.  She knew what was coming next.

"Don't forget to wash it down," Shelby said with a
smile.

Sara picked up the glass, her hand trembling even more
than before.  She glanced around the room before
bringing the glass to her lips.  With a deep breath
she took a sip.  It was warm and strong tasting.  She
swallowed and felt the salty liquid burn all the way
into her stomach.  She took another bite and followed
it with a drink of piss.  Gradually the glass emptied
as she ate her salad.

"Very good Sara," Shelby said when the glass was
empty.  "You know what's going to happen later don't
you?"

	Sara didn't answer.  Her heart was suddenly pounding
harder in her chest.

	"Well, right now my body is processing your dinner.
I can feel all those digestive juices working to break
down the food and turn it into waste.  Waste that you
are going to eat."  Shelby saw Sara shiver.  "You like
that don't you?"  She didn't wait for an answer.  "Of
course you do.  You are such a piece of shit Sara.
You are meaningless to me... except for your mouth.
That's the only part of your body that is worth
anything.  Your mouth will make the perfect toilet for
me.  My Mom always said I would find someone like you
someday, someone to eat my shit, someone that I
couldn't care less for.  Understand that I will use
you and then when I'm done, I will throw you away like
a used piece of toilet paper. "

	Sara continued to tremble as she listened to Shelby
degrade her.  However, instead of making her angry,
her words excited her.  With each name she called her,
her heart would flutter and she would fall just a
little more in love with the pretty teenager.

	Shelby smiled as she saw the older woman's eyes glaze
over.  "I'll bet your panties would be soaked now...
that is if you were wearing any."  Shelby laughed.

	A few minutes later they were heading home.  When
Sara pulled into the parking lot, Shelby got out and
met her at the door of the car.  She had a dog leash
in her hand.  She clipped it to her collar.

	Sara's face turned red and she looked around.
Fortunately it was dark and there didn't seem to be
anyone out.

	"Sara, from now on you will be my little dog, and
like a dog, whenever I'm here, you will do your duty
outside."

	Sara looked at Shelby as if she didn't understand.

	The young girl sighed like she was dealing with an
untrained puppy.  "When I am here, you will be
required to shit and piss outside."

	An involuntary gasp escaped Sara's mouth.

	"That's right.  However, you are not totally house
broken so until then, you will just pee outside."
Shelby pulled the leash, leading Sara to the grass
outside her apartment building.  "Alright, find a good
place to pee."

	Sara would have protested but she knew the
consequences.  She glanced around the grassy area,
looking desperately for a relative private place.  She
saw some bushes jutting out from the front of the
apartment complex.  She led Shelby close to the
building and into the shadow of the hedge.  With one
last pleading look, she squatted.

	"Come on, hurry, I don't have all day.  Besides, I
know you have to go... it's been three hours and you've
had a large glass of my piss."

	Sara did have to go badly.  She continued to glance
around as she relaxed her bladder.  Soon the hiss of
her piss exiting her pussy and hitting the ground came
from between her legs.  She could feel it splattering
onto her shoes but at that point she didn't care... it
was glorious relief.

	"All right, let's get going," Shelby said, jerking
the leash and pulling Sara to her feet even before she
was finished.  Her remaining pee ran down her legs as
she hurried to follow the young girl.

	As soon as they were inside the apartment, Shelby
ordered Sara to strip.  She made her keep the collar
and leash on however.  Then she went over to the sofa
and sat down, pulling Sara to her knees on the floor
beside her.  "Wow, I can't believe how much I ate.  My
stomach is grumbling like it might explode any minute.
 Come up here and listen."  Shelby pulled Sara up
until she could place the side of her head against her
stomach.

	Sara heard the grumbling and her face grew pale.  She
knew what was happening inside the young girl and more
importantly, what was going to happen in a few
minutes.

	"Alright, I guess we have delayed this long enough,"
Shelby said as she pushed Sara's face from her
stomach.  "I think your dinner is ready."  Shelby got
up and lead Sara into the bedroom and then the
bathroom.

	The older woman crawled quickly to try and keep up.

	"I guess for the first time we will use the bathroom
until you get used to it.  However, soon we will do it
anywhere I want.  And, there won't be a speck of my
shit anywhere but inside your mouth and stomach."
With that Shelby pulled Sara over until she was
kneeling at the toilet.

	Sara looked up at the smiling girl.  She could see
her eyes burning with lust, but she saw no sympathy
there.

	"Let's see, I think for the first bit I will just
kneel on the toilet... just in case you drop any.
However, be warned that any that drops into the
toilet, you will have to fetch with your mouth."
Shelby turned and crawled onto the toilet with her ass
facing Sara.  She slowly pulled her skirt up to reveal
her naked ass.

	Sara felt her heart flutter.  No matter how much she
wanted to deny it, the sight of the young girl's ass
turned her on.  She watched as she reached back to
pull her cheeks apart.

	"I'm going to try to take it easy on you for the
first time.  Not because I care about you but because
I want you to have plenty of time to enjoy it.  At
another time, I will evacuate my bowels as rapidly as
I wish and you will eat it without letting a drop go.
Now get ready."

	As Sara watched, Shelby's sphincter began to pulse.
It opened and closed several times.  Then, suddenly
she saw it.  The little hole opened and she saw the
beginnings of a brown log.  It stretched her little
hole until it was as big around as a silver dollar.
Sara watched in fascination as it grew in size.

	"Get your mouth on it," Shelby ordered as she looked
around at Sara.

	Sara closed her eyes and opened her mouth.  She felt
it touch her lips, moving past.  Then it was on her
tongue.  It was warm and mushy.  Suddenly her mouth
was being filled.  Her saliva mixed with the brown
goo.  Sara began to gag.  She forced her stomach to
settle down.

	"Eat," Shelby ordered as she cut off the log.

	Slowly Sara began to chew.  Several times she wanted
to gag but stopped it.  Finally she swallowed the
first bite and felt it drop to her stomach.  An
incredible thrill rushed through her.  The humiliation
of the moment was like nothing she had ever felt
before.  She felt less than human... she felt like an
animal... a dog.  She was good for nothing but eating
the shit of her mistress.  As chills raced up and down
her spine, she opened her mouth again.

	"Ah, yes!" Shelby gasped as she pushed another log
into Sara's mouth.  She could hear her chewing and
swallowing.  She reached between her legs and began to
play with her pussy as she forced another lump of shit
out of her ass.  As she listened to Sara slurping on
her shit, her body began to tremble.  Suddenly she
began to climax.

	Sara was unaware of what was happening to Shelby.
She was focused on the little hole that kept opening
and providing her with love.  Only someone that loved
her could do this to her she thought.  She knew that
no matter what Shelby said, she loved her in her own
way.  Like a master loves her dog.  Yes she was loved.


	Suddenly, Shelby turned around and sat down.  A smile
came to her face when she saw Sara's shit stained
lips.  There were tears of joy in her eyes, which had
begun to run down her cheeks to mix with the brown
excrement and drip from her chin.  "You are such a
shit eating pig," she snarled.  Then she scooted
forward on the toilet until her ass was hanging over.
"Hold your hands out."

	Sara did.  Then she watched a stinking lump of shit
slipped out of her ass and into her hands.  Then
another followed and another until her hands were
piled high with shit.  She held it like it was manna
from the gods.  Her eyes glazed over as she stared at
the pile of fecal matter.  It was actually steaming in
her hands.

	Shelby brought her hands to her cunt and began to
play with herself.  "Eat it slowly.  Let me watch.
Let me watch my shit eating dog eat her dinner.  You
are so disgusting."

	 Slowly she brought the stinking mass of shit to her
mouth and began to eat it.  She filled her mouth with
each bite, chewed it and then swallowed it.  She felt
her stomach rumbling with the foul mess.  Still she
ate on, knowing that her stomach was filling with her
mistress's love: her gift to her.  She could almost
feel her stomach juices digesting the putrid shit and
spreading it through her veins.  Yes, her mistress's
soul was being filtered to every fiber of her body.
Every muscle would share in absorbing the shit until
she became what she ate.  Suddenly it felt like her
body was turning into her mistress's shit.  She could
feel it.  She was inside her mistress's intestines.
It was warm and dark.  She felt loved.  The walls
caressed her as they slowly pushed her on her way.
She wound her way down the long path, picking up bits
and pieces as she went, making her whole.  Slowly she
slipped into a larger chamber.  She grew bulkier as
she felt pressure from above.  It was pushing her.
Pushing her where she didn't want to go.  Then a gate
opened.  Her head peeked out and she saw light of the
bathroom.  Her mind screamed "No!"  But she couldn't
stop it as she began to fall toward the water in the
toilet to be flushed away from her loving mistress.

Without ever touching her cunt, Sara's body began to
convulse and she fell to the floor trembling with a
climatic eruption like she had never known before.
The lights slowly dimmed as she passed out.

When Sara awoke, she found herself still on the floor
in the bathroom.  Shelby was gone.  She saw a note on
the back of the toilet.

	"I expect you to be at my house at 5:30 tomorrow
after school to "dine" with my mother and I.  Mother
can't wait to meet my new little toilet slave."
						Your Shit Mistress Shelby

	There were directions to Shelby's house.  A house
where Sara was obviously going to learn more about her
destiny as a shit eater.

	Sara pulled herself into the shower.  She opened her
mouth under the water to wash out the nasty taste.
However, she could still feel the heavy weight of her
Mistress's stinking, rotten shit in her stomach.  She
shivered in the hot shower as she thought of what she
had done this day.  Never in her life would she have
thought that she would actually be eating another
woman's shit^Å willingly.  However, when she thought of
Shelby and what she had done to her she trembled with
excitement.  Her heart beat a little faster at the
thought of the young girl and what she was going to do
to her.  The possibilities excited and scared her.

	Somehow Sara made it through her classes the next
day.  She had to sit for an hour staring at Shelby's
devilish smile.  As usual she spread her legs.  This
time she didn't wear any panties.  Sara could barely
concentrate on the lesson.  The students certainly
noticed her distraction.  It was amazing, Sara
thought, here was her student and Sara knew and Shelby
knew that the girl's shit was in Sara's stomach and
body.

	Shelby had given her specific instructions on what to
wear to visit her mother.  She had to wear a low cut
pull over top, a pair of short shorts and high heels.
Then she put on the black dog collar.  She had to
admit that she looked good even if she looked like a
tramp.

	Sara hurried out of the house at 5 o'clock.  It
wasn't hard to find Shelby's house.  It was a gigantic
mansion in the most exclusive section of town.  Sara
had to use the intercom at the gate to get inside the
estate.  There was a long driveway leading up to a
large house with stone steps and white pillars.  There
was even a butler to open her car door and to lead her
into the house.

	"You may wait in here," the stuffy butler said as he
led Sara into the drawing room.

	The inside of the house was as spectacular as the
outside.  There were giant foyers, chandeliers and
staircases.  Everything was big.  Sara sat nervously
on the sofa, afraid to touch anything.  She was
staring at a life sized portrait of what she believed
was Shelby's mother when she was startled.

	"Ah there you are," the older woman said as she
walked into the room.  She was a woman of about 40
with a very large breasts and narrow waist.  Her hips
were wide but still trim.  She was very well put
together, Sara thought as she stared at the beautiful
woman.  She had on a low cut dress with a diamond
necklace and earrings.  She looked more like she was
going to a party then greeting a guest.

	"Uh^Å I'm Sara," Sara said stupidly.  Her heart began
to flutter in front of the imposing woman.  She
suddenly felt like she was on her first date and
meeting the parents and not like someone who had eaten
this woman's daughter's shit not twenty-four hours
ago.

	"I know, I'm Emily but you can call me Mistress," the
older woman said as she appraised the pretty teacher.
She didn't waste any time.  "My daughter tells me that
you are new at eating shit."

	"Uh^Å uh^Å" Sara stuttered, her face turning bright
red.

	"Ah, the cat has gotten your tongue.  Shelby tells me
that you had a perfectly good tongue when you were
licking her shitty ass last night."

	Sara felt faint.  She was overwhelmed by this woman's
presence.  Her mouth moved like a fish out of water
but nothing came out.

	"That's all right, shit eaters don't need to talk,
they just need to be able to eat lots of shit," Emily
said and laughed loudly.

	"Mom!" Shelby cried with a laugh as she walked into
the room.  "Be nice to my toilet slave.  I see you
have met Sara.  Isn't she sweet?"

	"Yes, very."

	Suddenly the butler showed up and said, "Madam,
dinner is served in the main dinning room."

	"Excellent."

	Shelby walked over to Sara with a dog leash in her
hand.  She clipped the leash to Sara's collar.

	Sara was startled, although she shouldn't have been.
However, she went to her knees and crawled behind
Shelby.   The house was so big that her knees were
very sore by the time they got to the main dinning
room.  Sara looked up and was relieved that Shelby and
her mother were the only one's eating tonight.

	"Under the table please," Shelby ordered as she took
her seat at the giant table with a long white
tablecloth.

	Sara crawled under the table without protest.  She
found some solace in the dark space under the table.
At least they wouldn't be able to see her red face.

	As soon as they were seated, Shelby looked under the
table and said, "Sara, I want you to eat my mother
while we eat dinner.  Treat her nice and she will be
nice to you later."

	Sara felt her heart begin to beat faster.  She didn't
know what it meant that she would "treat her nice
later".  However, she had some idea.  She turned and
gasped.  Shelby's mother was sitting with her legs
spread wide and her dress almost to her waist.  She
could see her fleshy and shaved pussy spread before
her.   Sara moved forward, beginning to kiss Shelby's
mother's thighs.  They were warm and fleshy, soft to
the touch.  She saw goose bumps appear on her thighs
as she kissed higher.  The older woman opened her
thighs wider.  Sara could smell her excitement.  Her
pussy was already swollen and wet.  She must have been
waiting for this Sara thought.

	Above the table Shelby and her mother began to talk
casually as the maid served dinner.

	Sara could hear their conversation but for the moment
she was too busy to care what they were saying.  She
kissed slowly up the woman's thighs until she reached
the fleshy lips.  With a little moan she stuck her
tongue out and licked between the swollen lips.  When
she heard Mistress Emily moan she smiled.  Slowly she
insinuated her tongue between the lips, finding the
hole warm and wet.

	"Mmmmm, she is good with her tongue," Emily said to
Shelby.

	"Wait until she sticks it in your ass," Shelby
laughed.

	"Oh yes, I can't wait.  Are you going to take her to
Rodney?"

	"Not yet mother.  Give me a little time."

	"Why not?"

	"Well, I don't want her tongue out of commission this
soon," Shelby said.

	Sara heard them but had no idea what they were
talking about.

	"You don't have to do her tongue yet."

	"I guess that's true."

	"Just be aware that once Martha Stewart gets a load
of her^Å or maybe better^Å when she gives her a load,
she may take her away from you."

	Martha Stewart! Sara thought.  Not "the" Martha
Stewart^Å it couldn't be.

	"I don't think she would want my little toilet
slave."

	"I don't know.  She has enough money to do whatever
she wants and you know that if she takes a fancy to a
toilet slave^Å well..."

	"All right, you've convinced me.  Can you give him a
call and see if he can squeeze us in tomorrow."

	"You already have an appointment," Emily laughed.

"You always know what is best mother."

"Mmmmm, now I think it is best if I get some relief.
Your little toilet slave is driving me mad with her
tongue."  With that Emily slid down in her chair,
giving Sara complete access to her streaming cunt.

	Suddenly Sara felt Emily grab her head and pull her
harshly into her cunt.  The older woman lifted her
hips and moaned, her body quaking with pleasure.  It
took her a while before she settled down again.

	"I needed that," Emily said with a sigh of relief.
"I always get so turned on with a new slave.  What was
her name^Å Sara?"

	"Well, that was her name but I think I just changed
it to "toilet pig".

	"Oh I love it," Emily laughed.

	"Now, it's my turn," Shelby said and jerked on the
leash.

	Sara turned and moved between Shelby's legs.


	After dinner, Emily got up from the table and told
Shelby to send the "toilet pig" up to her room in a
few minutes.

	"Okay Mom, but be gentle."

	"I'm always gentle^Å if they are cooperative."

	A half-hour later Sara was kneeling naked at the foot
of a long divan.  Emily was lounging on the divan
staring at Sara.  "So toilet pig, Shelby tells me you
are new to shit eating."

	Sara looked at Emily and her face flushed.  "Uh^Å uh^Å
yes.  I've^Å I've never^Å"

	"Well, now you have entered a brand new world: a
world where you are nothing more than a mouth; no
body, no soul, only a mouth.  You are a shit-eating
whore^Å a real toilet pig.  Shelby cares nothing for
you.  You know that don't you?"

	"Uh^Å yes."

	"She will shit in your mouth and make you eat it for
as long as she wants to.  Then she will toss you away,
like flushing a lump of nasty shit down the toilet.
Some other woman will pick you up off the street and
use you for her toilet until she is done.  Then she
will throw you out^Å and so on.  I'm sure you think you
love Shelby^Å and maybe you do^Å but don't get too
attached."

	Sara looked defiantly at Emily.  She was thinking^Å I
will be so good that she will never throw me away.

	"I know what you're thinking.  You might be good, but
you are not the only shit eating slut out there.
Shelby will share you with her friends.  In fact,
that's why you are here.  You are going to eat my
stinking shit for me^Å every lump, every sweet bite.
Now we may as well get started.  I'm about to burst."

	Sara began to tremble as the older woman stood up.
She dropped her robe, revealing her large but
well-built body.  Her tits were massive and she had a
large backside.

	"Get on your back on the floor."

	Sara went to her back and watched Emily walk over and
straddle her face.  She turned around until all Sara
could see was the tall woman's large ass cheeks.  Then
she watched her squat down.  She opened her cheeks to
reveal her crinkled and puckered asshole.  Suddenly
Sara couldn't see anything besides Emily's large ass.
She stared at the little hole as it began to pulse.
She watched it pucker out and saw a dark object begin
to emerge.  She could smell it already.

	"Open your mouth you shit eating toilet pig," Emily
yelled.

	Sara opened her mouth and closed her eyes.  She felt
the large lump of shit enter her mouth.  It filled her
mouth and broke off from Emily's ass.  The lump was
sticking up in the air as Sara started to eat it.
Slowly, as she swallowed, the lump disappeared.  She
felt her stomach churning but she held it down.  It
was exciting to eat this beautiful  woman's shit but
not near as exciting as eating her love's shit.
Shelby's was so much sweeter.  It was already in her
blood.

	"Mmmmm nice," Emily said as she looked between her
legs and watched Sara eat her foul shit.  She pushed
another large lump out.  This time, while it was still
attached to her ass, she sat down heavily on Sara's
face, smashing the shit across her nose and cheeks.

	Suddenly, Sara's mouth and nose were covered in shit,
not to mention the ass of the large woman.  She chewed
and swallowed but couldn't free her breathing passage.
 She felt her head getting light and thought she might
pass out.  However, before she passed out, Emily
lifted up.  Sara sucked in air through her nose, also
pulling in lumps of shit.  She felt like she had a
stuffed up nose but it was shit and not snot.  She
swallowed repeatedly.  As soon as her mouth was clear,
Emily released another load.  Sara ate quickly, hoping
to keep Emily from mashing it to her face again.

	Finally, Emily centered her pussy over Sara's mouth
and pissed.  She took it slow, letting her drink
everything.  When she was done, she stood up and
walked over and rang a bell.

	Sara lay motionless on the floor, her face covered in
the remains of Emily's shit.  Suddenly the door to
Emily's bedroom opened and a young maid came in.  She
was in her mid twenties and dressed in a pretty French
maid's uniform.

	"Please take "toilet pig" to Shelby."

	"Yes ma'am," the pretty young girl said.

	Sara stood up.  Her face would have been bright red
if it had not been covered with brown.

	The young girl led Sara out of the room.  When they
were safely in the hall she stopped.  She pushed Sara
against the wall and looked at her silently.  Then to
Sara's total shock, she began to lick her face,
swallowing the shit on her tongue.

	"Sorry, but Mistress Emily doesn't shit in my mouth
anymore.  I used to be her favorite until Natalie came
along.  Now she gets it all."  The girl went back to
licking Sara's face.  However, she stopped before she
went too far.  She knew that if Shelby found Sara's
face clean there would be hell to pay.

	Sara watched in amazement as the girl licked lumps of
shit from her face and swallowed.  Then she stood back
and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.  A
smile of pleasure ran across her face.

"Come on, we have to hurry," the pretty shit eater
said.

She then followed the young girl though the house.
They passed several servants who looked at her with
disgust.  However, Sara held her head up high.
Incredibly she felt proud that she had Emily's shit on
her face.  She did and they didn't!

	The maid left Sara outside Shelby's door.  She tapped
lightly and went in when she heard Shelby's voice.

	Shelby laughed when she saw Sara's shit covered face.
 "Mom loves to do that."

	Sara face turned red again.

	"Alright, I have to shit really bad.  Come on in the
bathroom."

	Sara hurried after her love.  She had eaten most of
Emily's shit but somehow she was hungry for more.  She
needed her love's shit.  Nothing else would do.
Suddenly she didn't know what she would do if Shelby
threw her out.  She resolved never to give her a
reason to do that.

	Shelby had Sara kneel on the floor of the bathroom.
She bent over and pushed her ass into her face.  A
second later, she produced a large lump of shit.

	Sara opened her mouth and sucked it in.  She ate it
quickly, feeling the incredible excitement of having
her love's bowel matter in her system again.  Her
blood could pump again.  Her body could now feel whole
again.  She had her lover's shit running through her
veins where it belonged.  As the next lump entered her
mouth she began to climax.  It went on for a long
time.  When she came down, she realized that Shelby
was still shitting.  She sucked more inside and
climaxed again.  Suddenly, she was climaxing the
entire time she was eating her lover's foul tasting
shit.  She now knew that she couldn't live without it.