Date: Tue, 28 Oct 2003 03:03:32 +0000
From: will adams <willadams_8@hotmail.com>
Subject: Natasha's Whores part one

Natasha's Whores   part one

By Will Adams and David


Olivia Smith drove her Mercedes SL through the downtown section of the city
just as 13-year-old Natasha Natoli had instructed.  The car passed by many
of the now familiar empty warehouses.  Natasha sat in the passenger's seat
with one had down the front of her jeans playing with her pussy.  Her other
hand was playing with her nipple, with her eyes closed and a smile on her
face.

Natasha was thinking about her visit to Jennifer Mason and Atiya Al Salaam
last week.  After a month of living together the two were completely
dependent upon each other.  Although Atiya seemed to be more dependent on
Jennifer since all she would ever eat again was the cheap dog food lining
the innards of the kitchen cabinets.

Natasha could still smell Jennifer's rancid breath when she opened her mouth
to receive her mouthful of mucus.  Her eyes had changed since the
37-year-old Jordanian moved in.  Jennifer looked defeated, almost worthless.

Atiya appeared to have lost some weight since she started living with the
39-year old blonde.  Natasha decided she needed to get them another roommate
to help keep Atiya's weight up.  After searching the web she asked Nova
Ramla for assistance; since Nova sold Natasha's scat movies online.   Nova
suggested the services of Mistress Monica Chao, a 40-year old Asian-American
Dominatrix, who specialized in scat, vomit and extreme humiliation.
Perfect, Natasha thought.

Natasha contacted Mistress Monica and they hit it off.  With Nova's
permission she offered Mistress Monica a deal to move into Jennifer's house
and have two slaves at her disposal. In exchange for living space -- which
would be paid for by Jennifer -- Nova would sell Mistress Monica's movies as
well and provide advertising space through her web-site.  An added bonus for
Mistress Monica was that she could move all of her domination devices into
the big house and still have clients in to see her.  Jennifer wouldn't dare
object.

Natasha couldn't wait to see how the three of them were getting along.

"Mistress?"

Natasha hoped Mistress Monica was abusing the two thoroughly.

"Mistress?" Olivia said again wanting to know if she may have missed a turn
off.

"What, you dumb fuck," Natasha spat out.  "Can't you see you're distracting
me?  Since your attention keeps wandering, you need something else to do
while driving."  Natasha slid her jeans down and ordered Olivia to reach
over and play with her 13-year old pussy while she drove.  Olivia found it
difficult to drive like that, but luckily it wasn't for too long.

The Mercedes SL turned down a side street near an old three-story warehouse.
  Olivia stopped and parked the car in front of an abandoned apartment
building one block further down, as she was told to.  The building looked as
if it could fall down any minute.  Near the semi boarded-up entryway were
two hookers; one blonde and one redhead.

"Here we are twat," Natasha said pulling her jeans back on.  "Cherry Willis
and Star Malone have some interesting things to show you over the next few
days."

Olivia's head snapped around towards Natasha with a look of shock plain on
her face.  "That's right; these two ladies are taking you for the weekend.
Don't worry, I'll be coming back," `this time' Natasha added silently.  "Now
get out."

Olivia exited the Mercedes as did Natasha.  "Ladies, good to see you again,"
Natasha said.

Cherry, the blonde, stepped forward realizing it was the girl that hired her
and Star for the next few days.  Both were dressed like typical
streetwalkers; mini-skirts, high-heels and sheer blouses with tight bras
underneath.  "Is this her?"  Cherry asked Natasha.

"Yes it is, and she is very eager."

"Good.  We always like someone that's eager.  Let's go inside," Cherry
turned and walked back to Star and the two hookers walked inside the
deteriorating building.  Olivia and Natasha followed them inside.

The inside of the building looked about as bad as Olivia thought it would.
Old furniture and clothes were strewn about inside some of the apartments,
which they could view through those apartments missing front doors.  Cherry
motioned them down to the end of the hall.

As the entered the last room on the left Natasha noticed the only furniture
in the room was a mattress in the corner of the room and two folding chairs
near the doorway.  On one chair was a tote-bag.

"Would you like to sit and watch for a little while, Natasha?" Cherry asked.

"Absolutely." Natasha responded taking a seat.

Olivia stood in the middle of the room dressed in a black business
skirt-suit with a cream colored blouse.  Cherry ordered her to walk towards
the mattress.  After a few steps Cherry walked up behind her and told her to
stop and turn around.  As Olivia turned around, so she was facing back the
way she came into the room, Cherry moved with her staying behind her.

While Olivia's back was momentarily turned Star walked over to the tote-bag
and removed something.  Olivia saw her as she was stepping into something
and pulling it up under her mini-skirt.  As Star finished she removed her
top and walked over to join Olivia and Cherry.

Both Cherry and Star were about 2 inches taller then Olivia, without heels
on, so they both shadowed her.

Cherry reached around Olivia's body and removed her suit jacket.  Next she
began unbuttoning Olivia's blouse.  "I know you are going to like this,
baby," Cherry whispered in Olivia's ear.  Cherry removed Olivia's blouse and
bra and cupped her hands under Olivia's breasts.  As she fondled Olivia,
Cherry whispered, "Feel good, baby?"

"Yes, it does," Olivia said.  She couldn't understand why Natasha took her
to two hookers that were treating her so nice.  Olivia was very confused.

As Cherry continued to fondle Olivia's breast she moved her right hand down
under the waistline of Olivia's skirt.  Her right hand sought out Olivia's
pussy and she began to play with her clit.  "Are you getting all worked up,
baby?"  Olivia nodded yes.  "Good...because this all the pleasure you are
going to know from us."  Cherry said her voice no longer a whisper.

"Get down and suck Star's `dick'" Cherry ordered from behind Olivia.

Olivia began to descend to one knee as Star was raising her mini-skirt to
reveal the largest strap-on dildo Olivia had ever seen.  It had to be about
a foot long and easily 2-1/2 to 3 inches around.  Cherry stopped Olivia as her
first knee the ground.  "Whores don't kneel, they squat down," Cherry said
as she tugged Olivia's skirt up around her waist.

Olivia squatted down exposing her naked ass and pussy.  As Olivia got into
position Cherry noticed the tattoo on the small of her back.  "'Toilet
Twat', huh? Nice tattoo."

"Thank you," Natasha said from across the room.  Cherry just smiled back at
her.

Star using one finger under Olivia's chin tilted her head up to look at her.
  "Have you ever deep-throated before?  Open your mouth wide," Star took two
of her fingers and slid them into the back of Olivia's throat.  Olivia
gagged and retched as the fingers invaded her.  "Don't puke, twat," Star
said.  Star worked her fingers in and out of Olivia's throat causing her to
drool in addition to gagging.

In true team fashion, while Star was finger fucking Olivia's throat Cherry
moved in tight and close behind Olivia.  She reached between Olivia's thighs
and spread her legs nice and wide.  Star planted her legs in such a fashion
as to prevent Olivia from closing them.  Cherry then placed her hands on
either side of Olivia's head to hold her still while Star played with her.

Once Star was sure Olivia's throat was ready she guided the strap-on `dick'
into Olivia's mouth.  Cherry, with a tight grip on the sides of Olivia's
head, pushed Olivia down on the `dick' as far as she could.  It only took a
few tries but Olivia managed to swallow the plastic `cock'.  As Star
withdrew from Olivia's mouth, Cherry would spit on the dildo to lube it up
and then Star would ram it right back into Olivia's throat.  Spit and drool
ran out of Olivia's mouth, down across her tits and puddle on the ground.
This went on for a while until both hookers were sure Olivia would be able
to repeat this feat anytime they wanted.

Cherry turned Olivia around and bent her over.  She then yanked down
Olivia's final bit of clothing, her skirt.  Cherry pushed Olivia's face down
onto the ground, but with her knees bent under her; her ass up in the air.
Olivia could not use her hands to hold up her head and chest since Cherry
had both her arms pinned behind her back and a handful of her hair, holding
her face to the ground.

Star moved in and shoved the large strap-on into Olivia's asshole.  Olivia
cried out in discomfort, which landed on deaf ears.  Star worked the `dick'
in and out of Olivia's ass.

Cherry leaned down and whispered into Olivia's ear, "Ever tasted your own
ass before?"

Olivia wasn't given even a second to answer before Star pulled out of her
ass and Cherry, with a handful of Olivia's hair, spun Olivia around.  Star
forced the strap-on back into Olivia's throat.  Olivia never noticed the end
of the dick was smeared with her own shit.

The two hookers continued to repeatedly dildo fuck Olivia's ass and throat
until Olivia's ass was sore and red.

"Lay on the mattress, whore," Star ordered.  Olivia moved onto the mattress,
which was damp and smelled of urine.  Olivia watched as the redhead slid the
strap-on off and handed it to the blonde.

Star squatted over Olivia's face as Cherry fastened the strap-on around her
own waist.  "Open up, bitch," Star said.  When Olivia's mouth opened, Star
began to spew shit out of her ass into Olivia's waiting mouth.  Star moved
off and sat just beyond Olivia's head using her knees to pin Olivia down by
her hair.

Cherry stepped forward and shoved the strap-on into Olivia's shit filled
mouth.  Natasha watched as the blonde hooker forced the shit in Olivia's
mouth down her throat using the large strap-on dildo.  Cherry continued
thrusting the `cock' into Olivia's mouth until all of Star's shit was well
on it's way into her stomach.

Eventually Cherry pulled the strap-on out of Olivia's mouth.  She walked
back over to the tote-bag to retrieve something.  At the same time Star
ordered Olivia to put her legs together and roll back.  Star grabbed
Olivia's ankles, while still pinning her down by kneeling on her hair, and
pulled her legs back over her head.  Olivia was now upside-down, ass fully
exposed high up in the air.

Cherry approached her and showed her the items she now held in her hands.
Cherry held 2 large clips.  No explanation was necessary as Cherry began
clipping Olivia's labia lips back to spread her pussy hole open.  Then
Cherry turned around and released her shit on Olivia's spread pussy.  Cherry
spun back around and slowly worked her shit inside of Olivia's pussy using
the strap-on.  In and out, in and out until all of it was packed inside.
"Feeling full, whore?  Good."

"I think we should take her back home to meet Julie," Star said.  "You know
how much she loves whores like this."

"You bet," Cherry answered.  "You see slut, Julie, is our roommate and she
has some unique talents of her own.  Julie hates being PC, so like you are a
whore, she is a midget.  One of her favorite activities is taking her short
pudgy arms and fist fucking some dumb whore's ass and pussy at the same
time; especially when both holes are filled with scat."

"I love watching her get almost shoulder deep inside some stupid piece of
shit, like you," Star added.

Cherry withdrew the strap-on and allowed Olivia to roll back down.  As
Olivia sat up, Cherry had her clean off her `cock' by sucking it clean.

Meanwhile, Star grabbed clothes for Olivia out of the tote-bag.  "Here put
these on."  Star tossed a pair of high-heels, a thong and a cut-off tank top
over to Olivia.  The shoes were two full sizes too small with 4 inch heels.
The tank-top was cut so short that it didn't even cover Olivia's nipples,
the bottom hem just rested on top of them.  "Let's get going, our place is
about 10 blocks from here."

Olivia was made to gather up all of the clothes she walked in with and carry
them back out to the street where her car was parked.  Natasha took the car
keys from Olivia's purse and deactivated the alarm before unlocking the
truck.

"You can come out now, Mother," Natasha said to a curled up Beverly in the
trunk.  Beverly climbed out and Natasha said to Olivia, "Toss that stuff in
the trunk.  You won't need it for a while."

Natasha handed Beverly the car keys and mother and daughter watched the two
hookers escort the rich blonde, practically naked, down the street with her
pussy packed with shit struggling in shoes too small for her feet.  `That
slut is going to be worked over something fierce for the next few days'
Natasha thought, a smile spreading across her face.

THE NEXT MORNING:

Natasha decided to drop by and see how Mistress Monica was doing with her
new slaves.  Since Jennifer was now a submissive slut, Natasha just walked
into her house whenever she felt like it.

Natasha found the beautiful Asian Dominatrix sitting in the living room.
Mistress Monica was clad in a black leather corset displaying ample cleavage
between her 38DD breasts, her long black hair tied in a pony tail.  Her long
legs also wrapped in black leather, thigh-high boots resting atop her human
ottoman.

Atiya was on her knees in front of Mistress Monica, facing away from her,
with her arms behind her back secured in a latex sleeve.  Atiya's head was
facing straight down into the floor instead of to one side.  Sticking out of
her ass was a `tail' affixed to a large butt plug.  At the sight of Natasha,
Mistress Monica removed her legs from atop Atiya's ass and greeted her.

"Hello my dear," Mistress Monica said.  "Came by to visit the slaves, did
you?"  Mistress Monica looked at her watch and said, "You have good timing.
It should be time for Spittoon's next application of her treatment."

"Treatment?" Natasha asked.

"Yes," Mistress Monica replied.  "I'm glad you and I think alike.  Every
time one of these sluts disobeys, I punish the other.  Spittoon is currently
receiving one of my special facial treatments.  Come let's go check on her."
  Mistress Monica slipped her arm around Natasha's arm and the two proceeded
down the hallway to the farthest bedroom in the house.

Natasha was amazed at the transformation of the bedroom.  Gone was the
domestic décor Jennifer had styled the spacious guest bedroom with.  In its
place were a variety of bondage devices; paddles, whips, clamps, gags, even
an OB/GYN exam table.  In the center of the room was a metal square frame
firmly bolted to the ceiling and floor.  The sides of the frame did not
reach either side wall, providing access to walk around the frame.  Strapped
to the metal frame hung the blonde 35-year old Jennifer.

Jennifer's arms were spread wide above her head, strapped to the two upper
corners.  Her legs were similarly spread wide and strapped to the two bottom
corners.  Except her knees were bent and strapped to the sides of the frame,
giving Jennifer the appearance of squatting. Her head hung limp dangling
atop her tits.  Between her legs on the floor were a metal bucket and two
glass bottles.  One bottle had a clear plastic tube running out of it,
obviously a catheter, snaking up her urethra and into her bladder.  The
bottle was three-quarters filled with her urine.  The second bottle, with a
funnel in its neck, was partially filled with a relatively clear liquid
Natasha didn't immediately recognize.

"Ahem," Mistress Monica coughed dramatically to arouse Jennifer's attention.
  Jennifer lifted her head up to see her two Mistresses staring at her.  In
Jennifer's mouth was a ring gag forcing her mouth to remain open.  The
second bottle, with the funnel was collecting the drool visibly hanging from
Jennifer's mouth.

Seeing Jennifer in such a state Natasha never realized Jennifer's hair
wasn't blonde.  As Jennifer lifted her head up she could now see why.  Every
millimeter of Jennifer's neck, face and head were covered in excrement
including her hair.

Mistress Monica walked over to the bucket and inspected its contents.  "I'll
be right back, sweetie," she said to Natasha.  "Please feel free to look
around.  Let me know if anything catches your fancy."

Mistress Monica returned in no time with Atiya in tow.  She pulled the
Jordanian along by the silver chain now connecting the hoops in her pierced
nipples.  Atiya's tail swayed back and forth with every step she took.
"Okay, Bitch, you know the routine," she said to Atiya.

"You're going to enjoy this," Mistress Monica purred at Natasha.

"What did this stupid bitch do?" Natasha asked indicating Atiya.

"Apparently she thinks her diet of cheap dog food is better than my vomit,"
Mistress Monica replied.  "The first day I fed her my vomit it took her
several tries before she managed to keep it down.  You should have seen her
continually eat her own vomit, mixed with mine, off the floor.  The next day
was almost as difficult.  Now she will learn to treasure my vomit, or else."

Atiya approached Jennifer and pulled the catheter tube out of the first
bottle on the floor beneath her.  Atiya used one hand to pinch the end of
the catheter closed so no urine spilled.  She raised the bottle to
Jennifer's ring gagged mouth.  Jennifer knew from experience to tilt her
head back or she would choke.  Atiya poured the bottled urine slowly into
Jennifer's waiting mouth.  Jennifer was given a few seconds to work her
throat muscles to swallow the piss; she swallowed mouthful after mouthful
until the bottle was empty.  Atiya returned the catheter tube to the bottle
and placed the bottle back on the floor.  Next she hefted the second bottle
full of Jennifer's saliva and poured its contents into her own mouth.  Atiya
drank all of Jennifer's bottled drool and placed the funnel back into the
bottle and set the bottle back on the floor.

Lastly, Atiya reached both hands into the bucket and grabbed 2 handfuls of
Jennifer's waste.  She worked the excrement back and forth between her hands
to reach a certain consistency, as she was instructed how to do, and then
began to massage the filth onto Jennifer's face.  Once finished with the
blonde's face she thoroughly worked the shit into her hair as if she was
washing Jennifer's locks with shampoo.  No space on the 35-year old blonde's
head was missed.

Natasha could not believe what she was witnessing.  It appears Mistress
Monica has these two sluts well in hand.  `This will definitely free up some
time to abuse some of my other whores' Natasha thought.  Natasha continued
to watch Atiya foul Jennifer as she thought about which of her other whores
she might do similarly with.