Date: Sun, 29 Jun 2003 16:09:08
From: willadams
Subject: Natasha -- part six

Natasha

By Will Adams


Thirteen-year-old Natasha Natoli was looking forward to a sex picnic in
Golden Gate Park.

And Amber Harris had already agreed to serve naked in the sun as the shit
whore for Natasha and her two girlfriends.  Natasha had invited two girls
-- who had small roles in Natasha's first video `Natasha -- The Shit
Mistress' -- to enjoy the lesbian scat festival on Sunday afternoon.

After administering the beating to Amber earlier in the week, Natasha had
called Amber a couple of days later to see if she was interested in serving
as the shit slut for the Sunday picnic.  Natasha didn't really care if
Amber wanted to do it or not as Natasha by now had developed a list of
older sluts who could handle the shit eating chores if Amber didn't want
to.

"Oh no, Natasha," Amber gushed to the teen domme on the phone call, "after
that beating, I thought you were so pissed at me that you'd never use me
again.  I'm very eager to work my way back into your rotation of shit
whores, please, please, please let me feed at your anus and your
girlfriends too if that is what you want.  And please, I'd love it if you
could videotape this abuse as I find that I cum harder watching myself eat
shit than when I'm eating it."

What a cunt, Natasha thought, here I'm in the process of ruining her life
and still she's so drawn by the sex hormones overpowering her sex drive
that she still wants to serve as my toilet.  How pathetic!

"All right twat, then you'll have to get together the entire arrangements
for me and the two other scat mistresses -- they are 16 and 17 by the way
-- including food, drinks, transportation and any special arrangements you
want to make to consume our scat," Natasha said.  "You are a worthless cow
of a cunt, 33 years old, married, mother of two girls and here you are
spending a Sunday afternoon with teenage girls serving as their shit
slut. Since you'll be getting all the food, drink and transportation
together, we won't charge you for our turds.  By the way, what did you tell
that fuck of a husband about your welts, burns and bruises?"

Amber responded, "I told him it was none of his fucking business, and that
I'd be moving out soon.  Natasha, I really want to fully serve you and that
will require me to get a place of my own."

Wow, Natasha thought, I don't have to ruin her fucking life, she's ruining
it herself.

Sunday morning dawned bright and clear and Natasha thought it would be a
great day to be naked in the sun, shitting in the housewife's mouth or on
her picnic food.  Amber Harris was thoroughly excited as she arrived at 9
a.m. Sunday to pick up Natasha.

Beverly Natoli, Natasha's mother, wondered absently why Natasha was
spending so much time with the pretty housewife.  Bev knew it wasn't all
about babysitting, but she was unable to believe the feminine blonde was
having a sexual relationship with her daughter.  As she answered the door,
she was shocked by the bruised and battered face of Amber Harris.

"Good Heaven," Bev asked, "what happened to your face?"

"Oh it's nothing, I tripped and fell in the kitchen," Amber said.

Bev was appalled at the black eye and bruised lips of the pretty woman
standing before her.  That doesn't look like it resulted from a fall, she
thought, it looked like a her husband or a lover had beaten her up.  She'd
have been even more shocked if she had seen the woman's bruised and welted
body, but everything, including her damaged arms was covered by her
outfit. But, thought Bev, it's none of my business.

Natasha came bounding down the stairs in the tightest pair of vinyl shorts
Bev had ever seen and a halter top with no bra underneath to corral her
bouncing tits.  Bev thought Natasha definitely looked like a wet dream.  My
God, thought Beverly, I can't believe I'm getting turned on by a woman's
body, and she's my own daughter to boot.  I've got to watch myself or I'll
start drooling.

In any event, Bev was glad to see Natasha spending time with the housewife
rather than the older woman who was obviously having sex with Natasha or
the ugly skank who drove the Rolls Royce.  Bev definitely didn't like Nova
Ramla, who had also been around to the house a few times.

"Well, have a good time," Bev shouted to her buxom daughter and the pretty
woman as they strolled down the sidewalk arm in arm to get into the older
woman's Suburban.

Once inside the car, Natasha stripped off her clothes.  She loved sitting
naked in Amber's car, blatantly conveying her in-command position.

"I'm just so much more comfortable naked," Natasha said.  And soooo good
looking Amber thought.  Natasha knew it would get nasty a little bit later,
but she wanted some pervert fun now.

"When you stop at the next light, turn to me so I can lob one of my hockers
into your face," Natasha said.  Amber stopped, turned and immediately
received one of the nasty spitballs from Natasha's gorgeous mouth.

"You just look so good with that booger-filled loogie clinging to your
forehead and dripping down across your nose," the young girl said.

Amber drove on toward the home where the other two girls were to be picked
up, hoping no cop pulled her over to ask embarrassing questions about what
a 33-year-old housewife -- with a huge wad of snot-filled saliva on her
forehead and face -- was doing with a gorgeous, nude, 13-year-old girl
sitting in the front seat of her truck.  Who would have thought only a few
weeks ago that I would have become the degenerate that I am, thought Amber;
a complete lesbo, ready to leave my life for the thrill of becoming a shit
eater for teenage girls.

Once they arrived at the home, Natasha instructed Amber to get out of the
truck and go get the other shit mistresses.  "You know we're all going to
take a shit in your mouth today, don't you Amber?" Natasha asked. She loved
reminding the blonde slut that she was 33 years old, a housewife, mother of
two girls -- ages 16 and 15 -- and a lesbian stool eater.  Amber complied,
rang the door looking totally humiliated with the spitwad on her face and
ushered the two girls to the large SUV.  Amber opened the door for the
teenaged mistresses and closed the doors behind them.  The two girls --
16-year-old Narcissa and 17-year-old Sage -- giggled as they realized nasty
Natasha was nude.  "Can we take our clothes off too?" Narcissa asked.

"You'll have to ask the driver," Natasha said sarcastically, knowing full
well that she was in complete control of the slut Amber and everything that
would go on that afternoon.  "Can we, can we?," the two girls asked in
unison.

Amber nodded, realizing that it wouldn't go much worse for her if she was
with three, teenaged, naked, nubile nymphs rather than one.  The girls were
buck naked in less than a minute and relaxed as the SUV headed to the park.

Once in the park, Natasha cautioned Amber to find a place with a little bit
of privacy as the scat games they were going to play would produce interest
unless isolated.  Amber found such a spot, but was also excited at the
prospect of people spying on them and watching the humiliation she was
about to receive.

Natasha asked Sage to handle the video shooting chores.  "I know this whore
will just love to watch herself cleaning anuses in the sun and generally
being abused and humiliated, so let's indulge her as we feed her our
turds," Natasha said.

Sage started filming as Amber began to strip her clothes off and Sage threw
a few barbs her way as the clothing came off.

"Hey whore, where'd you get that beating, tell us about it?" Sage said.

The now-naked housewife turned to the camera and said, "This welted and
bruised body was created by my Mistress Natasha, my shit mistress.  I had
the nerve to question one of her decisions and she beat me mercilessly to
make the case that I am her whore, owned by her twat and in love with her
asshole.  I have repeatedly thanked her for the beating, the pliers on my
nipples, the cigarette burns on my areolas and the bruises everywhere, they
remind me every moment of my worthless life, just who is my owner and what
my real status -- shiteater -- is."

"Sheez Natasha, this one is as much if not more of a whore than Candy is,"
Sage said.  "Let's get her busy."

That last thought made Natasha think, Amber and Candy and Alice were all
way too easy.  She needed to get with some cunts who were a little more
reluctant about the abuse she liked to dish out.  I need to get with some
whores who want to fuck and eat me but they don't want to eat and suck my
tampons.  I need to force them and I think I have some ideas about how to
do that by blackmailing them and getting some tough friends together to
make them do it.  I'm going to have to get working on those kinds of sluts
as well.  It's all well and good, she thought, to have some absolute
lowlifes like Candy and Amber at her disposal, but it would be even nastier
if some of them were forced to participate in perversity.  Soon, she
thought.

But for now she did love looking at the bruised, but still beautiful body
of Amber, realizing that she had inflicted those injuries and that the
housewife still loved her.  Boy, her body looks great with those welts and
bruises, and how about those burned nipples, Natasha thought.  Great!

The girls walked over to a picnic table and waited while Amber unloaded the
picnic supplies from the Suburban, setting up a cloth on the picnic table
and then putting out the food, soft drinks and beer for the three girls to
enjoy.

"While we're drinking some of these beers, why don't you get under the
table and get your mouth filled with pussy," Narcissa said.  "Come on, eat
my twat first, I'm so horny it won't take long to bring me off."

Amber got under the table and was in twat heaven with the three sets of
teen girl pubes facing her naked body.

Narcissa continued, "Come on slut, get in there and dine at the Y.  Eat
your twat appetizer."

Amber shuffled forward on her knees and brought her mouth to the girl's
sex.  She didn't pause to kiss or lick the gloriously naked legs or smooth,
flat stomach, she just dived in on the beaver.  Her tongue locked into the
girl's slit and she began to furiously tongue the engorged clitoris of the
young teenage mistress.  Although she wasn't widely experienced as a cunt
eater, she was very enthusiastic and wanted to taste all of the nasty
girl's private parts.  She stuck her tongue deep in the vagina of the young
temptress and swabbed it out, remembering when she had conducted similar
swabbing and had been tasting Natasha's menses. Narcissa shuddered through
a climax and then instructed Amber to remain under the table while she gave
her a golden shower.

"Actually whore, put your hair right up against my twat, I want to piss all
over your pretty blonde hair," Narcissa said.  So Amber moved her hair
close to the girl's urethra and Narcissa let her bladder go, soaking
Amber's pretty hair in her foul urine.  Natasha then instructed Amber to
get out from under the table and show the three girls her doused hairdo.
Amber climbed out from under the picnic table and all three young
mistresses laughed out loud at her piss hair look.

"Oh this is too filthy, film her, film her," Natasha yelled, "she'll love
watching this later, seeing how her hair was soaked in piss -- imagine 33
years old, gorgeous -- a mother of two beautiful teenage girls -- and
living only to be controlled by teenage cunt."

Amber then got back under the table and ate out the two other girls,
bringing them to climaxes as well.

Just then a group of three women from a dyke biker group came by and
started ogling the three naked teenagers and the older slut.

The one who appeared to be the leader of the group asked Natasha, "What's
going on here?"  Natasha, never one to be bashful, told the biker dyke
exactly what was going on.

"This is a slut whore from my neighborhood, she's a mother of two, 33 years
old and she's here as our slut, willing to do whatever we want." Natasha
said.  "Watch this."

Natasha then raised her leg and placed her twat down on Amber's pretty
face.

"Just like a snail, I like to leave the slimy mark from my cunt all over
her face," Natasha said.

"She's just eaten the three of us and Narcissa here has just doused her in
piss."

"Great," the heavy-set biker dyke said, "we've got to run or we'd stick
around and see how else you might humiliate her.  Meanwhile, here's my card
-- my name is Mary Koch -- and you cutie, give me a call sometime if you'd
like to go for a ride on my motorcycle."  The three biker dykes then headed
off, but Natasha had a plan in mind for them later.  One in which Amber
would help her corral other housewives to serve Natasha.  Housewives who
perhaps wouldn't be so eager to be used completely -- as shitholes and
urinals -- by Natasha, but would be forced to by the dyker bikes or perhaps
even blackmail.

Remaining nude with piss doused hair and the snail-like, twat slime on her
face, Amber then set about serving lunch to the three girls.  Natasha told
the older whore to kneel by her side as they ate.

"When we're done eating, you'll get your treats, all three of us are going
to feed you some sort of shit delight," Natasha said.  Amber waited
patiently as the girls ate the hot dogs, potato salad and vanilla ice cream
she had brought for them.

Once their picnic lunch was completed, Natasha told Narcissa to fill a
small bowl with potato salad and Sage to fill up one with vanilla ice
cream.  She then told the girls to fill them with their dung to make a nice
shit picnic lunch for slut Amber.  Narcissa took the bowl with potato salad
in it and dumped a filth log across it and Sage did the same except she
topped the vanilla ice cream with a blast of choclaty diarrhea.

"As for me, I'm going to feed her a shit hot dog," Natasha said.

Natasha told Amber to hold a hot dog bun under her sphincter and wait for
the shit substitute for a hot dog.  Amber looked lovingly upon the young
girl's shitter as it expanded and she laid a foul dung log in the hot dog
bun.  Narcissa and Sage also filled up a large plastic glass with urine and
placed it in front of Amber, who was seated nude at the picnic table about
to consume the scat meal.  Natasha then added what she thought was a nice
touch, an 8-inch shit roll right into the glass of urine.  Natasha loved
the look; a clear plastic glass filled with teenage girl urine and a shit
log filling up the entire nasty brew.  Natasha wanted Amber to clean the
dirty anuses of all three girls.  So Amber crouched naked in the sun,
cleaning the shit leftovers out of the three girl's ass cracks until she
had them all cleaned up, thanked each young girl asshole for its treat and
sat down to her perverse meal.  Sage continued to film Amber as she shoved
one end of the shit hot dog into her mouth and began to consume it, chewing
slowly and savoring the human manure offering encased in a hot dog bun and
given to her by her teenage mistress.  She took gentle sips from the shit
filled urine brew to quaff down the combination of manure and other food.
Once she had finished the urine drink, Amber looked at the piss-soaked shit
log left in the clear plastic glass, noting that the dung roll had
deteriorated somewhat, but was still there and firm.  She pondered how to
consume this last bit of the picnic lunch.  She hoisted the glass and let
the poop tube slide out of the glass and into her mouth.  Although
marinated in teenage girl urine, the pipe of Natasha's turd was still firm
and she had to chew it thoroughly to swallow it.  Natasha and the girls
loved is as some of their collective brown scum rolled down Amber's chin.

"Clean up that liquid fertilizer from your chin," Sage said.  And Amber
took her hand, wiped her chin and then licked the scum off it.  Natasha
then had Amber hold a plate up under Natasha's asshole and the teenager
shitted out another turd, although this one was much smaller than her
earlier hot dog offering.  Natasha told the girls she wanted to mark Amber
and so while Amber held the plate full of colon waste, Natasha took a
plastic spoon and scooped up some of her waste and spread it around Amber's
forehead, nose and chin.  The mess was clearly identifiable as shit and
clearly marked Amber as the shit slut she had become.

"Good," Natasha said, "now when we take her out, everyone who sees her will
know she is a stool consumer.  Oh, she is such a gross whore."  Natasha
told Amber to open her mouth so the young girl could see if any feces were
stuck in her teeth.  Sure enough, said Natasha, she's got some of our butt
brownies stuck in her teeth and her breath smells like a septic tank.


Once the scat meal was finished, the girls got dressed and Natasha told
Amber she had a couple more humiliations for the pretty blonde.

"First, I want you to get on your back and put your shoulders on the ground
and your buttocks up against the picnic bench and then remove that
oversized butt plug," Natasha ordered the older whore.

Amber complied and soon her pubes and gaping butt hole were pointed
skyward.  Natasha complimented her on her ability to keep the butt plug in
for so long.

"It did a great job of stretching out your asshole and now I'm going to use
it as a urinal," Natasha intoned.  She then straddled Amber and began to
send a powerful flood of urine into the gaping rectum.  The fudge hole
quickly overflowed and the urine ran down her stomach and back, sliming her
head in Natasha's urine.  The other two girls gave her a similar treatment
and Amber went through two orgasms as she was defiled.

And then the final humiliation.

"We're going to put this dog collar on you and take you down to Castro
District and parade you around on a leash," Natasha said.  Amber wilted a
little, but knew she would put up with this and any other humiliation
Natasha put her through as long as she could continue to worship the
teenaged goddess.  They drove down there and loved it as they walked along,
hearing the catcalls from the lesbians and others in the neighborhood.  The
shit cakes on Amber's face added to the eroticism and humiliation of it
all.  In the middle of one intersection, Natasha had Amber stop, kneel and
beg her to spit in the older woman's mouth.

"Please, please, please Natasha, bless me with the foulest spit from your
mouth that you can come up with," Amber begged, causing everything from
snickers to laughter to disgust from passersby.  Natasha did her best
sniffing in through her nose, drawing boogers and snot into the firing
chamber of her throat and then she hocked it perfectly into Amber's open
oral receptacle, which in addition to a shithole and urinal was a perfectly
gorgeous spittoon.  Natasha then had Amber drive them home and drop them
off.  She had some other plans for Amber and having the older slut help her
find some other neighborhood housewife sluts who weren't quite so easy.
But that would come later.