Date: Sun, 05 Oct 2003 16:09:21 +0000
From: will adams <willadams_8@hotmail.com>
Subject: Natasha part 16

Natasha part 16

By Will Adams


Thanks again to David for the ideas and most of the writing


Thirteen-year-old Natasha Natoli was in a fouler than normal mood.  Her
one-day affair with Lacey Wilson had ended when she woke up after serving as
the 12-year-old's human toilet.  Even though she had managed to pretty well
violate all decency with Olivia Smith, she was still looking back with
regret on her falling for Lacey Wilson.

"Shit," Natasha said to herself, "why did I let myself get carried away with
that little whore, I'll get even one day, but I've got to get back to my own
empire, adding and defiling ever more women and bringing them around as
Natasha's shit whores."

She had been thinking of Jennifer Mason a lot lately.  After her initial
repugnance at being one of Natasha's shit holes had passed, she had gotten
into it, eventually fulfilling Natasha's prediction and begging to dine on
Natasha's kaviar.  The 35-year-old blonde was a pretty girl, with big tits
and curvaceous, long legs and a lean and flat stomach. And after she had
initially been used by Natasha, she had called the next day and begged to
come back as a toilet, even with her black-and-blue body.

Funny, thought Natasha at the time, how some of these fucking cows can be so
high and mighty and pretend not to serve in their destiny's role -- as my
human, flesh-and-blood toilet -- and then the next thing, they are begging
for that dung.  One thing Natasha knew for sure, however, was that unless
one kept strict control over one's fairly natural feminine feelings of
admiration for other pretty women, you could find yourself serving as their
scum bucket, just as she had for Lacey Wilson, but Natasha promised herself
that would never happen again.  And she intended to keep that promise.

But meanwhile, there was work to do with the beautiful and wealthy Jennifer
Mason.  Natasha was going to use Jennifer as a case study in her growing
harem of shit slaves.  Natasha realized that she didn't have enough time to
cater to the needs of all of her whores so she'd have to pair some of them
up, having them occupy each other's time in her service lest they wander off
and find new Mistresses.  Natasha called Jennifer and informed her she was
bringing someone over for her to meet. Natasha did not mention she was one
of Natasha's latest conquests Atiya Al Salaam -- a 37-year-old Jordanian
woman who had fled the terror of the Middle East and found her way to serve
as Natasha's bedpan.

Natasha had met Atiya at the local public swimming pool, one of her favorite
pickup spots. She just loved going to the pool and surveying all of the
available cunt, knowing that someone if not many there would just love to
serve as one of her sex slaves. Atiya, who had never been publicly swimming
in her own native Jordan, was thrilled to be out in public in a bathing
suit, it sparked her own randiness to be so scantily clothed -- even though
she was in a one-piece suit -- in front of so many women and men. By the time
she was ready to call it a day, she was tired, but horny.  That was when
Natasha first spied her.  Natasha, not normally drawn to darker, dark-haired
women, found Atiya enchanting as she towel dried her own, lustrous,
raven-colored hair. Atiya was the most likely prospect she saw that day
among the poolside talent.  She strolled over to talk with the Middle
Eastern beauty.

"What a great day for swimming, huh?" Natasha said to Atiya, with Natasha
noticing the nice cleavage Atiya was displaying.

"Oh yes," Atiya responded in her best broken English, which Natasha found
charming.  Natasha also thought it would be fun to have her as one of her
slaves, a non-native U.S. citizen, especially given the state of world
affairs today. Natasha decided to give it a go.

She invited Atiya over to her and her mother's house, but Atiya said she was
with friends and couldn't go.  Natasha was, as usual, insistent.  She went
and talked with the family Atiya was staying with and convinced them it
would be good for the newly arrived immigrant to share many experiences in
the U.S. as part of her orientation and before Atiya knew what had happened,
she was being driven by her host family to Natasha's house.  Once there, the
family waved goodbye and promised to pick her up later that evening.  Atiya
was a little befuddled as she followed Natasha up the sidewalk.  And shortly
after that she was sitting in Natasha's kitchen, chatting with the teenager
and her mother.  Bev had made Atiya some tea and the three were feeling very
cozy.

Natasha was interested in more than conversation and tea, however.  With
thoughts of Lacey still in her head, she decided she was finished making
small talk.  Beverly could see the subtle change in Natasha's demeanor and
knew Atiya was in trouble and due for some sexing, how much was the real
question.

Atiya was rambling on about how wonderful freedom was in the United States
when Natasha decided to strike, literally.

Natasha leaned towards Atiya and said, "Want to know what real freedom is
like in this country?"  Just as Atiya was about to respond Natasha cocked
her fist back and landed a punch to the side of Atiya's head.  Atiya fell
out of her chair and onto the floor.  Natasha jumped down on top of Atiya
and began to repeatedly punch Atiya in the head, chest and stomach.  Atiya
quickly became dazed and offered little resistance.

"My freedom allows me to do what I just did to you.  It also allows me to do
what I am going to do next and not worry about any reprisals from you,"
Natasha said.  "When I'm through with you, you'll beg for more."

Atiya listened to Natasha speak, but couldn't understand what she meant
until...  "I'm now going to take a huge shit in your mouth and you are going
to eat every bit of it.  Now open your mouth bitch," Natasha ordered moving
over Atiya.  "My bowel fruit will be tastier than any camel dung you have
ever tasted before.  I could care less what third-world cesspool you came
from, but you are my third-world cesspool from now on."

Natasha slipped out of her clothes and Atiya was struck by the young girl's
totally naked beauty and 36C 23 34 figure. Atiya sat with her mouth open,
but quickly closed it as the first turd slid out of Natasha's rectum,
hitting her cheek and falling to the floor.  Natasha, outraged, turned
around and slapped Atiya across the face as hard as she could.  Atiya's hand
shot to her cheek where the slap was delivered.

"Remove your hand slut.  Let it sting.  Mother, show this bitch what to do."

Beverly moved down to the floor and straddling Atiya's torso picked up
Natasha's turd from the floor and popped it into her mouth, leaving the tip
of one end protruding between her lips.  Beverly began chewing the turd,
turning it to mush in her mouth.  As she was ready to swallow, Natasha
leaned down and pinched Atiya's nose closed.  "When she opens her mouth,
spit that sludge in," Natasha told Beverly.  Seconds later Atiya's mouth
opened and Beverly drooled Natasha's chewed shit into her mouth before she
could inhale.  Natasha clamped her other hand over Atiya's mouth to prevent
her from spitting out the brown slime.  "Now swallow."  And Atiya did.
"There's plenty more where that came from," Natasha said positioning herself
again above Atiya.

Atiya offered little resistance before swallowing the second turd.  After
which she willingly took each turd offered to her.

Natasha finished emptying her bowels into Atiya's maw and sat back down at
the kitchen table.  Beverly was still straddling Atiya on the floor.  "To
completely be one of my whores, you have to call the family you have been
living with and tell them you are never coming back.  Make up whatever story
you want to convince them there is no need to look for you returning home,
but I will be listening so don't say anything stupid."

Atiya made the call as requested and convincingly told the mother of the
family she was living with a lie that Natasha found satisfactory.  Natasha
then made two calls of her own to Mary Koch and Amber Smith.

Jennifer opened the door to see Natasha on her front stoop along with Mary
Koch and three of her biker dykes.  Jennifer was frozen with fear, clearly
remembering the last time the biker dykes invaded her home.  Beating her and
threatening to break her bones at Natasha's will.

She snapped back to reality as Natasha's voice filtered into her ears, "I
said is that any way to welcome your Mistress, Spittoon?"  Jennifer dropped
to her knees and quickly opened her mouth in the fashion she was instructed
to every time Natasha first entered her presence.  As she descended she
spied the dark skinned woman sitting on the back of one of the motorcycles.
The oddest part was the woman was naked and her hands were tied behind her
to the seat-back, using her one-piece bathing suit.  Natasha went through
the ritual of emptying her sinuses and throat into Jennifer's mouth.  The
only difference this time was Jennifer had to wait until Natasha was through
depositing snot and phlegm in her mouth before she was told to swallow it
all in one big gulp.  Satisfaction spread across Natasha's face as she
watched Jennifer's bulging cheeks deflate and heard the blonde suck in a
small gasp of breath.

Leaving two of the dykes at Jennifer's house, with specific instructions,
the rest of the group headed to pay a visit to the increasingly frequented
tattoo parlor.  A sign in the front window indicated piercings were
available as well as tattoos. Inside, a second area was set up for a new
tattoo artist and a third area for piercings.  Amber Harris, knowing she'd
soon be servicing the artists, was waiting for the group inside.

The second tattoo artist was shorter than the regular artist that marked
Natasha's whore Amber, although she was much heavier.  Natasha informed each
artist in private exactly what type of work she wanted performed.  Jennifer
and Atiya were separated and marched into the two tattoo areas.  Mary Koch
followed Jennifer along with Natasha and Amber, while the other dykes
accompanied Atiya.

Several times screams could be heard coming from the other room as Jennifer
lay on her flat, toned stomach while her entire back was transformed into a
full-color, near-photo-quality canvas of Natasha's design.  They all watched
as the image took shape.  Eventually Jennifer was adorned with a perfect
replica of herself completely naked kneeling; legs spread open wide, leaning
back so her entire body could be viewed.  Her mouth was depicted wide open
receiving a greenish yellow flow from above.  The entire image was framed
looking through a pair of stunningly sexy legs in high heels.  Natasha was
amazed at how real the image looked; such attention to detail.  The curves
of her body completely duplicated in stunning detail.  The folds of
Jennifer's labia were clearly visible as well as individual pubic hairs.
Natasha almost believed that if someone licked the pussy tattooed on
Jennifer's back it would taste like snatch.  Below the entire scene were two
words "Natasha's Spittoon".

Before Jennifer's tattoo was completed Atiya was brought in to join the rest
of the group.  Bruises had formed on her face and chest where Natasha had
pummeled her earlier.  Dried tears stained both cheeks of her dark skinned
face.  Atiya stood still, totally naked as she had been since they left
Natasha's house hours ago, as Natasha inspected the second artist's work.

Atiya's tattoo started around her neck in the form of a dog collar in black
ink.  At the front center of her neck "hung" two items attached to the
collar.  The first, laying on her chest and part of the left tit, was a dog
tag in the shape of a bone.  The tag proudly displayed "Natasha's Bitch".
The second item was a leash which looped down and across her right titmeat,
then back up over her right shoulder ending at the small of her back.  As
Natasha had instructed the leash ran right over the Jordanian's nipple.  The
screams heard earlier must have been from the tattoo needle repeatedly
jabbing into the woman's areola and nipple.  Or it could have been her
piercing, Natasha thought as she looked to see the thick silver hoop
dangling from Atiya's clit.  Natasha next looked to see if the paw prints
were placed on each butt cheek like she wanted.  They were.

Once both women were finished Natasha had them sit on the floor and watch as
Amber paid both tattoo artists for their hard work.

"You really outdid yourself this time," Natasha remarked to the artist.  "In
fact you deserve to have more than your pussy eaten, both of you do.  Amber
wants both of you to shit in her mouth."  Amber proceeded to eat out the
heavy dykes before they both used her mouth as a toilet.  One of the artists
managed to squirt diarrhea all over Amber's face.  Amber used her fingers to
gather and scoop the runny mess off her face and into her mouth.  Then, as
instructed, she thanked each of the heavy-set women's assholes for the
bounteous flow of shit they had deposited in her stomach.

"Thank you both so much, I just love the shit flowing from those assholes
into my sewer of a mouth and throat," Amber told both of the women's
assholes.  Natasha loved the look of the brown stains on Amber's tongue as
she spoke.

Upon returning to Jennifer's house, Mary Koch and her gang departed leaving
Natasha and the newly tattooed whores.  Natasha ordered them to sit at the
table in the kitchen.  Jennifer felt like something was different in the
room, but couldn't quite put her finger on it. One thing she knew that was
different was her status in life.  Accustomed to bossing around her minions,
she knew her role here was to serve the lovely and wicked Natasha Natoli, to
be one of her group of lesbian scat whores.  She quickly realized that every
counter top was bare except for one.  All of her expensive appliances were
missing; all that remained was a can opener, a metal bowl, and a single
spoon and fork.

"Spittoon, this is your new roommate," Natasha said never even mentioning
Atiya's name.  Jennifer was shocked.

"From now on you two sluts will share everything.  Let's get a few ground
rules straight," Natasha said laying down her laws.  "For starters you will
both share the same bed.  I know there are guest rooms in this house, but
why be apart.  Since Bitch here has no clothes, except from her bathing
suit, she will share your wardrobe.  Do not go out and buy her new clothes."
  Natasha then informed Jennifer that any day Atiya wears a pair of
Jennifer's panties; Jennifer is to wear the exact same pair the next day
without washing them.  Natasha said it was so Jennifer could spend the day
with Atiya's stink between her legs.  Natasha continued that once Jennifer
was done wearing them, Atiya was to put them back on and so forth to cut
down on laundry and so that the women would be completely marked by the
other.

Natasha informed Jennifer that her company was to sponsor a work visa for
Atiya so she would not be deported.  Atiya was also to be put on the payroll
immediately at a modest salary.  However, all of Atiya's pay was to be given
to Mary Koch for her muscle services.

"Now for the best part," Natasha said moving towards the first cabinet on
the wall.  "You will now be providing each other's meals.  Spittoon, outside
of one meal per day while at work, you will only eat what Bitch provides
you.  She will fill this metal bowl," Natasha held up the bowl, "with her
camel dung for you to dine on.  She will feed you using either this spoon or
fork.  You will NEVER touch one of these instruments while eating."

"In return you will feed her," Natasha indicated Atiya, "one can of this for
each meal."  Natasha opened the first cabinet.  Every shelf was filled with
cans of the cheapest possible Skippy dog food.  Natasha went down the row of
cabinets opening and closing each in succession revealing every cabinet
contained the same contents.  "Oh, if either of you wants a drink, feel free
to piss in each other's mouths."  Jennifer and Atiya sat in silence
absorbing Natasha's instructions,  Wondering how they had come this far down
the road of total degradation in such a short period of time.

Natasha opened the first can of dog food and instructed Jennifer/Spittoon to
empty it into the metal bowl.  The food landed with a squishing sound.

Looking at the bowl on the table between the women along with the spoon she
said, "Get to work, Spittoon.  The sooner she eats, the sooner you get to
eat."

Jennifer reluctantly picked up the spoon and put it into the slimy dog food.
  Natasha could see her hesitating.  She needed to make her point quickly.

"Spread your legs, Bitch," Natasha ordered Atiya.  Natasha grabbed Jennifer
by the back of the head, pushing her face down to Atiya's crotch.  "See this
hoop?" she bellowed.  Natasha flicked her finger across Atiya's clit causing
her to jump in her seat.

Releasing her hold on Jennifer, Natasha explained, "If I find out either of
you whores disobey me,"  Natasha panned her eyes back and forth between the
two women stopping to look at Atiya,  "I will have you pierced again.  Every
piercing will be another silver hoop."  A look of fright was clear on
Atiya's face.  Turning to Jennifer, Natasha continued, "When I feel she has
enough jewelry, I'll start on you."  Jennifer displayed the same look of
fright as Atiya.  "When there are no more places to pierce, I'll start
connecting the hoops with permanent chains. You stupid fucks are my slaves
and will do whatever I tell you to, so get going."

The thoughts of having their bodies continually pierced got the two women
moving.  Jennifer gathered a big spoonful of dog food and brought it up to
Atiya's mouth.  Atiya opened wide and Jennifer slipped the spoon inside.
Atiya's lips wrapped around the spoon as Jennifer withdrew it back from her
mouth.  Natasha ordered Jennifer to watch Atiya as she chewed and swallowed
each time.

As Atiya's meal drew to conclusion, Natasha informed the two that the bowl
and utensils were not to be washed between meals.  She also mentioned that
either Mary or one of her dykes would be by periodically to pick up Atiya's
paycheck and to see if the women were obeying Natasha's wishes.

"It shouldn't take long before your meal is ready, Spittoon.  After all it's
going to take a while before her stomach is used to her new diet."  Natasha
needed some way to pass the time, so she told Jennifer to eat Atiya's ass
while they waited.

Atiya stood at the table, bent in half over it.  Jennifer was on her knees
behind her spreading her ass cheeks with both hands.  The paw print tattoos
were perfectly placed; Jennifer's hands were placed directly over each paw
print thus reducing her to the equivalent of an animal in this position.
Jennifer used her tongue to lick the dark skinned woman's even darker
asshole.  Natasha ordered the buxom blonde to wrap her lips around Atiya's
asshole and suck.  They could all hear Atiya's stomach rumbling from
attempting to digest the can of dog food.  The sucking motion on her asshole
caused her to fart twice and loudly into the blonde's mouth.

When Atiya was ready she squatted over the unwashed metal bowl and unloaded.
  Natasha was right it didn't take very long for Jennifer's meal to be
ready.  Atiya filled the bowl with loose runny shit.  She picked the dirty
spoon up off the counter and both women sat back down at the table.  Now
with their roles reversed Atiya spoon-fed the bowl's contents to the rich
blonde.

Natasha left her two whores behind for their new shared life together.  She
told them should would be back to check on them soon hoping they might have
disobeyed her.  Natasha thought `maybe I'll just have them pierced several
times for the fun of it'.