Date: Sat, 24 May 2003 14:46:36 -0700 (PDT)
From: pigbottom_28@yahoo.com
Subject: USED LIKE A BITCH - PART II

USED LIKE A BITCH Part II by pigbottom_28@yahoo.com

The next morning I woke up around 11:30 and went over to Omar's
apartment. It looked like it hadn't been cleaned in months so I had some
serious work cut out for me. Before I got started I noticed a pair of his
dirty underwear on the floor. They were white Hanes briefs, size 32 and
they were extremely dirty. There were yellow piss and cum stains on the
front and some fresh shit stains by the butt. It also looked like it may
have been used very recently as a cumrag. I got down on the floor and put
the soiled undies on my face. I breathed in real deep inhaling Omar's
amazing manscent. I ripped my own jeans off and starting jacking my cock
while continuing to sniff the wonderful skanky aroma. I could tell Omar
had worn these undies recently and that he hadn't cleaned them for a few
days. They were amazing.

I lay on the floor jerking off and sniffing the underwear for the next
fifteen minutes. When I thought of Omar's unbelievable uncut meat being
in the briefs and that cock being in my face just the night before I went
absolutely bonkers. I shot a huge load all over my stomach and face and
collapsed in a fit of extreme intensity.

I woke up a little later. The sun was no longer peering in through the
windows, so I guess it had been a few hours. My watch wasn't on so I
looked around for a clock. At just the moment that I found one, I heard
the door start to open. The clock said 6pm -- I had slept on Omar's floor
for around six hours! And here he was home without me cleaning one bit of
his apartment. I didn't know how to explain or what to do. Obviously, I
would be severely punished. And I deserved it.

Omar looked extremely cross with me. I stood still and watched as he
slowly approached me with a threatening, scary look in his eyes. When he
got to me he stood right in front of me and spit right in my eyes. He
spit once in each eye. He then punched me in the stomach and said "GET
OUT OF MY APARTMENT!"

I ran outside the apartment and back down to my place. When I got there I
realized how much pain I was in. The spit in my eyes stung and my stomach
was in serious pain. I fell on the floor in my apartment and lay there a
worthless wreck the rest of the evening.

I woke up when I felt a steady flow of piss pouring all over me. I opened
my eyes and realized that I was both blindfolded and handcuffed. There
was piss pouring down on me like it was raining. I must have been
surrounded by a small group of guys. I couldn't see anything and I
really couldn't move so I had to imagine what was happening and use my
other senses to the best of their abilities.

What I wanted to believe was happening was Omar had brought over his
friends, or cousins, or work buddies and my punishment was gonna be a
total and complete humiliation of me. By the time they were done with me
I would have no dignity left.

The piss shower ceased momentarily. No one was speaking but I could sense
there were 5 or 6 guys in my apartment with me. Someone sat on my face
and started farting. I wanted to be disgusted and to hate it but it was
just so hot and there was nothing I could to stop it, so I might as well
find a way to enjoy it. This guy just sat on my face and farted as I
pushed my tongue out hoping he would let me rim his hole. I had no idea
who this guy could be. It could be Omar. It could have been my dad for
all I knew. Who really cares? Made me want to always use a blindfold;
there is nothing that will ever exceed my imagination in terms of sex
appeal. In my imagination, the guy farting on me was a 35 year old stud,
maybe a pro-baseball player or something. Someone real sweaty and dirty
who needed a toilet, but I was the closest option. For him, this had
nothing to do with sex. It was a matter of convenience. He needed someone
to sit his ass down and I was available.

As this guy proceeded to use my face to clean his butthole more piss
started flowing all over me. Maybe there were more guys than I thought.
Omar could have orchestrated a whole ridiculous scene to punish me for my
failings. I wondered if he actually thought this was punishment. I
hadn't been this happy since the previous evening's abuse!

The guy basically impaled my tongue on his asshole. He started riding my
tongue like it was a cock or a finger. Oddly enough rimming like that
takes an awful lot of focused hard work. He was using my tongue like it
was an instrument for his pleasure. While I was eating him I was getting
thoroughly soaked, sweaty and sticky from all the piss on my naked body.

My rimming continued and the guy kept farting wet nasty farts all over my
face. I sensed that maybe he would give me a treat and I had never eaten
shit before so I was a little hesitant, but what could I do? When I read
gay porn about submissive guys eating shit it always turned me on, so I
suppose I shouldn't have any reservations. Carpe diem!

A guy put his cock in between my big toe and the next toe and started
moving back and forth so that I was getting him off with my foot. Another
guy did the same thing with my other foot. Someone was pissing in my ear,
and someone else was pissing all over my flaccid cock. That was the point
when I started to sense the shit was coming out of this guys hole and
onto my face. First it just landed on my face and on my lips, but I liked
the way it felt and opened my mouth wide. From that point on, I was a
complete and utter toilet for the whole party and guys used my mouth to
do whatever they wanted in. Many of them spit in me and peed in me, but
after that first shit bath, I proceeded to get a few more dumps in my
hungry mouth.

I must have looked like a complete and utter whore. Piss and shit and
probably cum all over my naked body. Jerking off two guys with my feet.
Having a steady progression of guys use my mouth for whatever they
desired. Just being the best and biggest pig humanly possible.

Suddenly, I felt a very special cock on my tongue. I immediately knew it
was Omar's. He let out a delicious stream of piss down my throat. When
he finished his cock hardened and he fucked the shit right out of my
mouth. He fucked my mouth so deep and so hard I thought I would throw up.
But I didn't. I just took it like a good little bitch. Omar amazed me
and I wanted to make him as happy as possible. I was beginning to realize
this was all a big game between he and I. He knew he wasn't really
punishing me and that there was mutual pleasure for both of us. He
didn't act like that, but that was all a part of the act. I loved it and
was falling harder and harder for his scary/sexy style.

After Omar dumped his load deep down my throat, he ripped the blindfold
off my face. All the other guys were gone, and he smacked me hard across
the face. He turned around and sat on my face. He said, "don't eat me.
Don't do anything. Just sit there and shut up."

We sat like that for quite a while. Naked, with Omar's skanky ass on my
face and me not being allowed to lick it or eat it. It was an amazing
exciting feeling. I was not even remotely bored or dissatisfied. I was
thrilled.

Eventually Omar got up and left my apartment. He left the door wide open.
I was still in handcuffs and I looked like hell, but yet again, I was a
really happy camper.

TO BE CONTINUED...Feel free to write me feedback, and let me know if I
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