Date: Sun, 01 Jun 2003 23:42:10 -0700 (PDT)
From: Jan <janmay699@icqmail.com>
Subject: Toilet Training Angela 2 (Authoritarian f/F, f/f, ff/FF)

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                        Toilet Training Angela 2
                             Miss Hazlewood
                                  By
                                 Jan


	Sophie had introduced Angela to Miss Hazlewood to
bring her under the influence of the woman that had taught her
to be a dominated bitch.  During the year that Angela had been
Sophie's room mate (AKA BITCH) Angela was encouraged to
visit Miss Hazelwood to broaden her appreciation of her
position as a toilet slut.

	Sophie had an extensive collection of erotic underpants.
The panties ran from lacey little things in a variety of colors
with embroidery of floral or butterfly themes, skimpy thongs
and even stripper G-strings.  Sophie deliberately bought her
underpants so small that the fit very tightly.  They were so tight
that they didn't last long before they split or got runs in them.
She didn't care she bought new ones as fast as she destroyed
them.  Her love of panties and bras were not lost on Angela.

	Angela developed a taste for the same kind of underwear.
It was this habit of having sexy underwear under her uniform
that let to Mss. Hazlewood applying her special discipline.
During the months before Sophie graduated Miss Hazlewood
would subject Angela to one of her panty inspections at least
one time every week.

	Angela could not avoid Miss Hazlewood.  She would
have to come in contact with her during morning assembly, in
the halls between classes, lunchroom or sometime by summons.

	A typical event was to run into Mss Hazlewood in a hall
and be pulled into a room for some privacy and be told to lift
her skirt.  She would be admonished for not having on the
regulation, (nasty cotton baggy gray) underpants on.  Miss
Hazlewood would demand that she report to her quarters after
evening meal.

	You may well ask why Angela didn't wear regulation
underwear.  As it were, if she did have on regulation underpants
Miss Hazlewood would find another excuse to discipline her.
In the morning it could be the smell of cigarettes on her breath,
real or not, in the afternoon it could be a blouse not tucked into
her skirt or a soiled spot on her clothes.  The result would be the
same.

	Miss Hazlewood had a cottage strategically placed so
that the other staff cottages would not have a view of girls
coming from the dorms to her front door.  The first time Angela
reported to her for discipline was typical.

	She knocked on the door and Miss Hazlewood opened it
standing in bare feet and a black transparent dressing gown.
Angela stood there dumbfounded, taking in the sight of this
middle-aged woman with full, hanging breasts and large, dark
areolas.  Angela was even to learn that there was a ring around
both areolas of some sparse black hairs.  The thick patch of
black hair between her legs obscured any chance of seeing her
cunt.

	Miss Hazlewood stepped back and invited Angela to
enter.  She sat on a davenport and patted the seat next to her to
encourage Angela to join her. She informed Angela, "She was
going to spank her bare ass as part of her punishment.  The
second part of your discipline will involve some potty training
that will teach you what I expect from a toilet slut."

	Angela was disturbed and excited by what Miss
Hazlewood was telling her.  The spanking was bad enough but
even the name toilet training sounded disgusting.  However, she
was powerless to fight the teacher and meekly submitted as she
was led to the bathroom.

	The bathroom was a white tiled room, which possibly
dated back to the 1920's. The sink was a hexagon pedestal type
with chrome fixtures had been polished so much that the brass
was starting to show through.  The handles on the faucets had
white porcelain handles with blue letters identifying hot and
cold.  The old fashioned tub was the deep high backed type
standing on lion's paws.  There were cabinets built into the
walls for storage of toiletries, towels and supplies.

	The toilet was just as old.  It was located in a tiled closet
room attached to the bathroom.  The bowl was white porcelain
with chubby cherubs, grape leafs and grape clusters.  The water
tank was attached to the wall and a tube attached to the bowel.
You knew when you pulled the chain that the pressure would
empty the bowl in a loud swish.  It was in this room that Angela
was to learn what a "Toilet Slut" was all about.

	Miss Hazlewood demanded that Angela remove her
clothes and place them on a white whicker clothes hamper, to
be sure that they would not be soiled.  When Angela was totally
naked she was told to lean over the side of the tub.  Angela had
to put her hands in the tub to keep from falling in headfirst.  In
this position she could not see what was going on behind her.

	Miss Hazlewood took her time selecting a butt plug she
felt would be appropriate for the novice.  She picked up one
that was not any bigger than an average man's cock.  It was
made of white latex rubber and it narrowed near the base so that
when the sphincter closed around it the plug would be cocked
firmly in place and would not come out while the girl's ass was
being spanked.

	When she had selected the tool she felt would produce
the effect she desired on the pale pink flesh of her subject's ass
she approached the girl's trembling form.

	Angela whimpered in pain as the plug was pushed into
her rectum.  The white lubricant squished out around the handle
of the plug.  She was powerless to pull it out.  The one feeble
attempt to reach back was met with the whack from a cane
stick.

	Miss Hazlewood tested the cane by slapping the palm on
the palm of her left hand.  Angela cringed in fear.  The first
blow filled the tiled room with an echoing ring.  Angela cried
out in pain.  Miss Hazlewood was pleased with the red strip left
on the soft orb of the girl's ass.  She took deliberately slow aim
and added another strip.

	Angela was reduced to whimpering like a puppy, by the
time her ass was completely red.  The last act was to pull the
plug from the girl's ass.  Miss Hazlewood examined the brown
stains on the shaft and then brought it to her nose to smell it.

	As Angela stood up and tried to rub her butt Miss
Hazlewood handed the plug to Angela and commanded her to
lick and suck it as clean as it had been before it was inserted
into her filthy ass.  Angela thought she would be sick.  She
tested the taste with her tongue and then surrendered and licked
it clean.

	Miss Hazlewood took the toy from her.  She finished
washing it in hot water before she put it back in a cabinet that
was lined with a freighting selection of dildo's and butt plugs,
from finger size to things that looked to be impossible to be
inserted in any human.  As she closed the door, she told Angela
to get into the tub and lay down.

	Angela did as she was told thinking she was going to get
a bath.  WRONG!

	Miss Hazlewood removed her robe and climbed into the
tub with her.  She straddled the frightened girl, facing her.  She
told Angela to open her moth.  When the girl compiled, Miss
Hazlewood placed a finger on her own clitoris and pulled up as
she let loose with a stream of pee that fell in an arc to splash
onto Angela's face.

	Angela watched as the golden water came at her face in
disbelief until urine got in her eyes.  Miss Hazlewood aimed the
flow at the girl's mouth.  Some of the fluid went up her noise
causing her to choke.  She sputtered and swallowed a mouthful
of urine on command.  Miss Hazlewood slowly directed the pee
down the slender body and wet the small breasts and crotch.
When she was finished peeing she moved her cunt down and
told Angela to use her mouth and tongue to clean her cunt.

	Angela reluctantly placed her mouth over the hairy patch
and tasted urine on the hair.  Then she obediently licked the
pussy until Miss Hazlewood climaxed.  The job was not done
according to the teacher.  She turned around and squatted on
Angela's face and demanded that she lick her ass clean as well.

	Angela saw that the unruly black hair went all the way
from her pubis in-between her legs and ringed her asshole.  It
was only after Miss Hazlewood was satisfied with the way the
girl cleaned her nasty nether hole that they bathed each other
and Angela was allowed to dress and go back to Sophie's room.

	Angela learned that Miss Hazlewood was the instructor
of photography classes at school.  She had one room in her
cottage converted to a lab.  She made it a practice to photograph
Angela as she was being disciplined.

	As the weeks passed the butt plugs got bigger.  The one
that Angela feared the most was a big black rubber one that
stretched her sphincter to the absolute limit.  After every
discipline session Angela had to lick and suck the plugs clean
before they were put away.  Miss Hazlewood liked to use white
ones that would show traces of fecal material that was gathered
from the bowel, so that she could watch Angela clean it.

	Angela saw her taking some pictures but there had to be
cameras placed in the ceiling in places that would allow her to
get pictures what would include herself.

	One afternoon Miss Hazlewood told her, "The only way
she could ever truly be a toilet slut was to do more that taste
piss.  She had to eat shit."

	Angela got incredibly horny at the thought but feared that
she might be nauseated when it actually happened.  Miss
Hazlewood began the session by inserting glass beads on a
string in to Angela's ass until she had five large golf ball sized
beads in her young pliant asshole.  After placing her on her
back on the tile floor, Miss Hazlewood squatted over her mouth
and squeezed out a turd.  Angela caught it in her mouth and
instinctively turned her head and spit it out.  It was as if what
Angela had done flipped a switch.

	Miss Hazlewood was furious and she grabbed Angela by
the hair and turned her over and rubbed her face in the shit.
Then she yanked the beads out of the girl's tender ass hole so
quickly that Angela pissed on the tile floor.  This infuriated the
older woman even more and she violated Angela's asshole with
a dildo that made it hard for the girl to sit comfortably for a
week.  She yelled at Angela and cursed her.  She called her a
cunt and a disobedient slut.the only way to redeem herself
was to clean her soiled ass with her tongue.  Angela already had
the woman's feces on her mouth so it was easy for her to do as
she was commanded.  As her tongue went to work on the hole
Angela surprised herself by rubbing her own cunt.  She even
climaxed while reaming the filthy asshole and collecting the
bits of shit that were caught in the hairs that surrounded the
smelly opening.

	Miss Hazelwood never did shit on Angela again after that
but she did add warm water enemas to their routine.  The device
was one that had an inflatable ball in the nozzle that would be
inflated in her ass until it was locked in.  After the bladder was
empty the tube was locked.  Angela would be whimpering in
discomfort until she could not stand it anymore.  She would be
standing there with her own pee running down her thighs and
crying like a baby.  Miss Hazlewood would lead her to the
toilet.  When Angela sat down Miss Hazlewood released air
valve and the tube came splashing out along with the dirty
water.  The splash stained the walls of the bowl and Angela's
butt with brown water.  Miss Hazlewood wiped the girl's ass
and stuck her filthy fingers into the girl's mouth.

	When Miss Hazlewood had to use the toilet she would
have Angela sit on the floor between her legs and have her hold
her hand under the spray of piss.  Then she was required to lick
her pussy clean and her asshole after she shit.

	When Sophie was graduating Angela was passed on to
Carol, the leader of the next class of seniors.  When the new
prefects were posted Sophie brought Carol up to her room and
showed her all the perks of the corner room.  One feature is the
extra window for cross ventilation on warm humid days and the
extra light.  She introduced Angela to her with the statement
that she was being potty trained by Miss Hazlewood.  The
information brought a warm smile.  Carol kissed Angela on the
mouth and cupped her cunt.  She invited Angela out to dinner
where they talked for awhile before agreeing that Angela would
be her roommate next year.  After all it was a plus to have a star
gymnast in her bed.

	During the summer class sessions Miss Hazlelwood
stopped Angela for one of her pantie inspections.  Of course
Angela had on very sex panties.  They were shaped like a
butterfly in light blue.  The small wings covering her lower
crotch and the large wings draped over the pubis.  At least the
panties inspired Miss Hazlewood to complement her on them.
Then she was told to report for correction at six this evening.

	At the appointed hour she was standing at the front door
in her cleanest uniform and her sexiest underwear.  When she
was usurer into the sitting room Angela was surprised to see a
very distinguished looking woman sitting on the davenport.
She stood up as she entered the room and extended her hand in
greeting as she was introduced to Angela as Mrs. Chaining.
She was a stranger and definitely not a member of the school
staff.  Much later she learned that she was a member of a
wealthy family and a graduate of the school.

	Angela was impressed with the way she was dressed.
She had on a lightweight summer business suit.  The suit was a
light steel gray and all the accessories were in a pearl blue.  The
gossamer scarf draped around her neck and tucked into the
bodice of the jacket just made her blur eyes stand out more.
She was a tall very elegant and well-bred woman.  Actually she
was gorgeous- sort of a Loren Bacall look.

	After Miss Hazlewood served tea and cakes she darkened
the room.  She pulled down a movie screen from behind the
recessed ceiling.  She moved behind the davenport and set up a
slide projector.

	Mrs. Chaining lit up a cigarette casually and set the
lighter down as the first slide appeared on the screen lighting up
the room in the reflection.

	Angela was mortified to see herself leaning over the tub
and having a white butt plug stuffed into her anus.  She looked
at Mrs. Chaining sitting there smoking with a bemused
expression on her face.  There were pictures of her being
spanked and her cleaning Miss Hazlewood's pussy and anus
with her mouth and tongue.

	When Mrs.Chaining was finished smoking she snuffed
out the butt in an ashtray, conveniently placed on the end table.
Then she reached for Angela and drew her close.  She took the
girl's hand and placed it inside the jacket, without taking her
eyes off the screen.  Angela could feel the scarf on her hand and
it felt so smooth and soft.  Her fingers found the ample breast to
be as firm as an enema bottle.  The areolas were dimpled under
her fingertips.  The nipple was a resilient rubber like knob.
Angela felt her breathing change when she manipulated the
nipple.

	It was an erotic picture.  Two women and a girl staring at
a glowing screen as the girl manipulating the breast of the
attractive woman and the other woman pushing the button of
the remote control of the slide machine as she rubbed her own
pussy with her other hand.

	Angela was humiliated having a stranger see her being
fucked in the cunt and ass by a variety of dildos and shit all
over her body and face.  What could this woman be thinking of
her when she was using her mouth like toilet paper on a dirty
cunt or anus?

	She could rest easy, the two women took her to bed after
the slide show and both women fucked her with dildos half the
night.  Angela found herself straddling Mrs. Chaining so that
she could empanel herself on the dildo, while Miss Hazlewood
was shoving her strap on dildo into her ass.  She never would
have believed that she could hold two objects that large in both
of her orifices at the same time.  She was having one climax
after another.

	When the women wanted a change, they put Angela on
her hands and knees.  Mrs. Chaining got behind her and fucked
her asshole while Miss Hazlewood had Angela clean the shaft
of her dildo as she mouth fucked her.

	They led her to the tub and had her do her best slave
routine as she washed them and dried them.  That night was the
first time that Miss Hazlewood used clothespins on her nipples.
They were the old cheep wooden clothespins.  They dangled
from her nipples causing a numbing pain.

	That night in the dormitory Carol saw the marks on her
nipples left by the clothespins.  She whispered Miss
Hazlewood?

	That was the first time she realized that she was not the
only one being trained to be a toilet slut.  Carol and her
attended several weekend parties at the homes of the finest
women in the area.  They served as maids for the women during
the parties.  They were given only little white aprons to wear
that did nothing to hide their cunt or tits.

	Mrs. Chaining was one of the women that hosted these
parties.  She would host the parties naked and have many
expensive cigars in her hands.  She would take great pleasure in
wetting the butt ends in the girl's cunts before lighting them.
She would keep either girl close by, while she smoked so that
when she wanted to put the cigars down she would stick the
butt into their cunts while she used both hands to make a point
or did something.  When she retrieved her cigar she relished the
smell and taste of the girl's cunts on her smoke.

	The girls pushed a couple of teacarts around the patio
next to the pool and served tea and a variety of cookies and
cakes to the women.  The women felt their breasts or groped
their cunts as they casually selected the sweets they wanted.
One woman asked Angela to pick one dark chocolate cake from
the bottom of the cart.  Angela turned her back to the woman
and locked her knees as she bent from the waist to pick up the
cake.  She knew the woman wanted to see her ass.

	The woman slid a hand up the inside of her thigh until
her long fingers reached the moist valley and she drove a long
finger into her rose bud.  The finger probed and twisted in the
tight little butt.  When the woman withdrew her finger, Angela
stood up and placed the cake on a table next to the woman and
thanked her.  The woman thanked her and smelt her finger.  The
woman said, "I want to invite you to serve at one of my private
parties too."  Angela smiled and told her that she would be
happy to serve her anytime.with Miss Hazlewood's
permission.

	At one of the parties a couple of women that had been
playing tennis returned to the garden party by the swimming
pool in their white shorts and blouses all covered in sweat.
They had towels around their necks and were drying their faces.
They asked Mrs. Chaining if they could borrow the two girls as
they showered.  Mrs. Chaining dismissed the girls with a wave
of her hand.

	Angela and Carol followed the two women to the pool
house and helped the two women get undressed and were told
to remove their aprons.  They got in the showers and the girls
washed the sweaty bodies of the two women.  The one Carol
washed was shaved very close.  Carol did not resist when the
woman leaned against the wall of the shower and pushed her
head down to her crotch.  The other one was trimmed close but
had an even half inch growth of dark hair.  Angela saw Carol
going down on her mistress and just went for the woman's cunt.

	Then they were done the girls dried then and used a
blower to dry their hair.  The women didn't bother dressing
they just put the aprons back on the girls and walked them back
to the garden party.  The party had progressed to the point that
they were all naked and enjoying the pleasures of oral sex.

	At the parties they were groped by all the women and
subjected to every toilet sex possible.  Carol admitted that one
time Miss Hazlewood had shit in her mouth and she had gotten
so sick.  She whispered that she had regurgitated everything in
her stomach.  Angela took some pride in her ability to eat some
shit.


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