Date: Thu, 20 Nov 2008 16:57:40 -0800 (PST)
From: Tracy Smith <tracysmith20022002@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Senator's Wife, Part 8

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The Senator's Wife, Part 8

Hi! My name is Sharon Cannon, though I don't use that name anymore, for
fear that the police will find me. If you read the first parts of this
story, you know that I'm a 24 year old, very good-looking blonde (not what
I think, what others tell me). I described myself in Part 1, too - long
blonde hair, green eyes, nice white and even teeth, snub nose, good
complexion, 5'6" tall, 110 pounds, full B-cup breasts - that's me.

I was kidnapped by a gang of lesbian radicals who wanted to punish my
husband, a United States Senator. They set out to humiliate and embarrass
me, and to everyone's surprise, we found out that I loved it! I became a
toilet slut to the other girls in the gang. Not a slave, mind you, but a
slut. I don't like people ordering me around, but I've come to absolutely
adore having women shit on me, and pee on me. I cum and cum and cum,
endlessly, when I see the first drops of yellow piss coming from a woman's
body, headed for my eager and willing mouth.

After I escaped with the other members of the group to a secluded villa on
the Pacific coast of Mexico, we were free to have sex the way that we all
found that we liked it. Dirty, hot and exclusively lesbian.

The other females with me were 27 year old Mirella, the first gang member I
came to know, and love; 34 year old Laura, a former lover of Mirella's;
Theresa and Marie, Laura's 13 and 14 year old daughters; Suz, an 18 year
old initiate to the group; 30 year old Christine and her current lover, 36
year old Molly, who had left her husband for Christine; and Helen, Molly's
15 year old daughter. There were no males, and we were happy to keep it
that way.

If you will recall from Part 4, Suz and I had run across 2 young girls on
the beach, Maria, age 10, and her sister Sylvy, age 9. Both girls had been
tragically orphaned when their parents were killed in an auto accident in
the wilds of Mexico. The 2 girls were desperately in need of rescuing, and
Suz and I were determined to help them.
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"Where are we going, Mommy? Maria asked me. The sweet ten year old girl,
who came to us through a tragedy that wiped out nearly all of her family,
and of whom we all thought of as one of our daughters, smiled up at me,
trusting me, and her other mothers, completely.

"We're going to the police station, honey. Captain Ortiz would like to meet
you, and make sure that you're being cared for properly. You remember what
I taught you to say, right?" Her blue eyes nearly broke my heart, with her
look of trust. But it was important that we leave the police Captain with
the right impression, or our covers could be blown.

That would be unfortunate, as we were living in a true Paradise, free to
live our lives as we desired.

"Yes, mommy, I remember it all," Maria responded, smiling. I was pretty
sure that she would do well, but still, kids....

We arrived at the police station in the town of Costa La Paz, and were
quickly ushered into the Captain's office. Far from the image I first
conjured up of a rural police Captain's ramshackle office, Captain Ortiz's
office was beautifully appointed, with sturdy oak desk, credenza, a long
brocade sofa, bookshelves loaded with a myriad of police and non-police
texts in both English and Spanish, and lovely woven objets d'art apparently
created by local craftspeople. Clearly the Captain was a person with taste.

After Maria and I got settled in the two chairs facing the Captain's desk,
she entered.

Brusquely, she introduced herself. I had met her previously at town
meetings, at which we had discussed some mutual interests, but she had
never met Maria. Maria was quite gracious in meeting her, standing and
curtseying as she gave her name. I saw a small smile break into the
otherwise stern face of the Captain. She was quite attractive, 5' 6", tall
for the women of her community, and with finer features than the Indian
women who constituted the bulk of the population. Clearly, she had more of
a Spanish heritage than anything else.

She launched into the interview without wasting any time. As I already
knew, her English was excellent. She had studied police sciences at UC-B.

"Maria, I must ascertain whether you are being cared for properly, do you
understand what that means?" she asked with a smile.

"Yes, you want to know that Mommy Sharon and my other mommies are taking
care of me, and keeping me healthy, and schooling me properly," Maria
replied, her eyes on the Captain's.

"Please call me Linda," the Captain said.

"Doesn't that mean `pretty' in Spanish?" Maria asked. The Captain nodded.

"How did your mommy know you were going to be so pretty when you were
born?" Maria asked. I guess coming from an adult, a line like that would
provoke rolled eyes. Coming from a ten year old, however, the effect was
charming. Linda smiled, and I had to agree, she was quite pretty.

"Do your mommies take good care of you?" The Captain asked, seemingly
innocently, but I could see her eyes sharpen on the young girl's
expressions. An experienced police officer can learn more from people's
faces than their words, in many cases.

"Yes, they make sure we're warm at night," Maria said.

"And do they bathe you? Do you get baths often? Do they scrub, scrub, scrub
behind your ears?"  I saw a slight smile on the Captain's face, and Maria
giggled.

"Oh yes, too much sometimes!" The Captain smiled openly at that.

"Well, you don't want las papas growing there, you know," she said.

Maria gaped at her. "Do potatoes REALLY grow behind people's ears?" she
asked, incredulous.

Suppressing her smile, the Captain said, "Well, we don't want to find out,
do we? Now, do your mommies teach you, everyday? Do they teach you about la
matematica, the science, geography, and la literatura?"

"Oh, yes," Maria replied. Her face glowed with pleasure. "And my mommies
say that I am a very good student. Sylvy, too. We LOVE learning!"

"You are certainly a polite and well-mannered young lady", Linda Ortiz
said. "Did you learn that from your, um, mommies at the compound?"

Maria nodded earnestly. "Oh yes. Mommies insist that both Sylvy and I must
always be polite.  Even if one of our mommies is licking our pussies, or
peeing on us, or shitting a treat for us to eat, we mustn't giggle or laugh
if someone accidentally makes a rude noise." She smiled prettily.

Captain Ortiz just stared at Maria, and you could have heard a pin drop in
the room.

"Please explain to me what you just said. Did you just say, `lick your
pussies'?"

Maria smiled back. "Oh yes. Our mommies love to tickle our little cunnies
with their tongues, and make us cum and cum and cum!"

The Captain then stared at me. "Is this correct? Do you perform cunnilingus
on this little girl and her nine year old sister? Please explain."

"Well," I responded. "Maria and Sylvy were both curious about lesbian
sexual activity, as they kept running into our making love, so we felt it
was important that they understand what they were witnessing. Later, they
asked to join in, and so they are treated as members of our family - which,
of course, they are." I kept my gaze steady on Captain Ortiz.

"You are telling me that you will take her panties down, exposing her
little pink pussy, stroke it softly with your fingertips, especially around
the little bump of her clitoris, exciting her and making her pussy so wet
inside, then swab around her labia, teasing her with the rough tip of your
tongue, and stroking it around and over her little clit until she shudders
with pleasure?"

"That's about right," I said.

"And the other things you talked about, Maria. Tell me about them. You
mentioned that the women sometimes pee on you, and that sometimes you
actually eat their, um, poop?"

"No, Linda," Maria answered innocently. "Not sometimes. Usually every
night, and even during the days if any of us are horny." She sat back,
satisfied with her answer.

There was a long pause while Linda Ortiz considered this information. Then
she spoke.

"Maria, if I pooped for you right now, would you pick it up in your hand?
Would you smell it?  Would you even eat it?"

"No," Maria answered. "Not unless Mommy said it was okay to do that."

Linda smiled. "Then I find that you are indeed, well cared for." She turned
to me. "Would you be okay if we play together, Maria and I?"

"Only if you let me play, too....Linda," I said. I had met the Captain -
Linda - at many social functions in the town. It is politically wise, when
you are hiding from important people, to make as many friends as possible
while also keeping a low profile. Linda and I had discussed many things
over time, including sex, and eventually our social intimacy had led her to
reveal her interest in lesbian sex, and other, perhaps darker practices.

It has been my experience that, once the social inhibitions have been
stripped away, most women are open to considering scat play, and pee play,
and that, given the opportunity, a majority will indulge in it, and enjoy
it.

Linda smiled, and began stripping off her uniform blouse, revealing her
slim build with attractive and small breasts encased in a Victoria's Secret
bra. I followed suit, then stripped off my bra, freeing my breasts. Linda
turned her back to Maria, and asked her to unclasp her bra.  Maria did so
with a practiced hand, as she often stripped me or one of the others almost
nightly.  Linda sighed as her bra fell away, then giggled when Maria's
small hands reached around to stroke her erect nipples.

"That feels so nice, Maria!" Linda said, turning. She began unbuttoning
Maria's schoolgirl blouse, revealing her small breasts, as she was not yet
wearing a bra. Linda sighed as she looked on the young girl's naked chest,
then leaned forward to take each of her small nipples between her soft,
pink lips.

She gently sucked on the small, erect pink nipples, Maria's hands caressing
Linda's long, glossy black hair. "Oooh," Maria sighed. I could see Linda's
pink tongue flash occasionally, as she kissed the ten year old's nipples
and chest open-mouthed. My hand went between my thighs, stroking my pussy
through my panties, already wet.

As she continued licking and mouthing Maria, Linda's hands went to the hem
of Maria's skirt.  Flipping it up, and exposing her pristine white panties,
Linda's fingers stroked over the small bulge of Maria's mons, along the
vertical lines of her undeveloped labia, index finger stroking down one
side and up the other. Maria shuddered with pleasure.

Linda then took the top of Maria's panties between the thumb and forefinger
of each hand, slowly pulling them down off her hips. No matter how long I
live, I will always love seeing a young girl's sweet pussy exposed, her
deeply pink slit nearly completely hidden between thin labia, only a slight
gleam of moisture hinting at the treasure inside.

Maria's panties slid on their own down her thin legs, to puddle at her
feet. Linda pulled away, and concentrated on removing Maria's panties, then
her small shoes and socks, and finally, her skirt, leaving the girl naked
on her desk.

"Are you warm enough?" Linda asked solicitously. Maria nodded, and smiled.

"Maria, do you think you could poop for me now?" Linda asked, the
excitement and tension in her voice plain to me. Maria nodded, but a shadow
passed over her face.

"I have the diarrhea now, though," she warned. "My poopies are kind of
soft." Linda looked even happier at this.

"Well, let me get a bowl, then," she said. Reaching into her credenza, she
pulled out a lovely glazed ceramic bowl. Placing it between Maria's feet on
the desk, she said,"Can you squat over it, and poop into it?" Maria nodded
and squatted down.

She got an intent look on her face, as she often does when pooping for us,
then a thin stream of brown liquid began hissing out of her anus into the
bowl below. The stream thickened as the sweet fragrance of girl shit filled
the air around Linda and I. I could see Linda lick her lips, her pink
tongue anxious.

The stream of liquid and some larger brown particles continued, filling the
bowl like a lumpy gravy. When it got to a depth of three inches or so,
several larger lumps squirted out of Maria's ass. Though soft, they held
together in the mess in the bowl. They were followed by a short stream of
yellow urine on the top.

Linda squealed with delight at the bowl full of a young girl's diarrheal
feces before her. "May I eat it?" she asked Maria, and also looking at
me. I smiled assent, and Maria nodded happily. She always loved feeding one
or more of us.

"Why don't you get a little more comfortable first?" I suggested. I was
dying to see her pussy and ass. Linda nodded.

"In my haste to taste your daughter's lovely shit, I forgot my manners,"
she said. "And please, take off your skirt, Sharon. I'm dying to see you
naked." We both finished stripping, now as naked as my daughter. Linda was
slim, her hips full and her ass quite round and full. In my experience,
women with such plump bottoms like hers, produce large amounts of delicious
crap.  Her pussy was swollen with desire, her lips red and glistening with
her excitement and lust. Her opening was wide and pink, but I was to find
later that her pussy was incredibly tight.

She only had a thin strip of hair above her slit, directly above the
rounded, flesh-covered button of her clitoris. She saw my eyes fixed on her
femininity, and blushed. That didn't stop her from staring at my pussy,
though! I spread my legs as though absently, to catch her eye, and smiled
when I saw the lust in her eyes looking at my cunt. I fingered myself,
slipping my index finger into my opening, then pulling it out, wet and
creamy, and slipping it between my lips.

She made a slight move as though to go to her knees between my legs, until
I said, "Your lunch, it's growing cool..." She caught herself and reached
for the bowl. Apparently she had no spoon, as she raised the bowl to her
lips, tipping it to bring the liquid feces my little girl had produced for
her to her mouth, the fetid liquid pouring over her lips and tongue,
filling her mouth. She had such a look of pure pleasure on her face as she
savored the diarrheal dessert, occasionally pausing to chew one of the
larger pieces of girl shit.

Finally, she put the bowl down, half-finished, smiling. "It's
so....wonderful, a delicious treat, you were so kind to gift me," she said.

I smiled. "May we finish it?" I asked. Linda nodded enthusiastically.

"Please," she said. As I took a swallow of Maria's gift, Linda's right hand
went between her slim thighs, teasing her clit. Her left hand slipped
between Maria's thin thighs, searching out the ten year old's slick
pussy. She stroked Maria's clit too, and the girl's eyes glazed over as
pleasure coursed through her. I put down the bowl, still with a few lumps
of shit in it, and moved behind Maria's small ass. This was a familiar
ritual for her.

Maria picked up the bowl, to finish the crap still remaining, while I
separated her small fleshy globes, revealing her shit-stained pink rosebud
of an anus. My heart swelled at the sight, as I think she's has the
prettiest little hole of anyone I know. I bent forward, my tongue swabbing
in her crevice, lapping up the grainy brown residue, and deep into her
tight hole, swabbing her puckered flesh surrounding it, and the slick,
smooth wet tissue inside for an inch or so.

Linda, meanwhile, brought her face to where her finger had been, and began
licking along Maria's labia, then slipping her tongue inside the girl's
tight opening, which was thickly glazed with her girlish cream. As her
tongue lapped around, then over the girl's swelling clit, Maria squeaked as
bolts of pleasure coursed through her thin frame.

"Ohhhh," she moaned, the woman's head bobbing between her thighs, as my
head bobbed between her sweet ass cheeks. The smell of the little girl's
bottom, as always, was intoxicating.  The fragrance of her shit, her
pre-adolescent sweat, and the feminine aroma of her virginal pussy, wet and
excited, made a heady mixture that both Linda and I seemed to enjoy very
much, judging by our moans and sighs.

"Mrs. Linda, oh, ohhh, do you still want to poop?" Maria asked, in between
shivers of ecstasy, soft sighs of pleasure, and occasional soft, wet farts
that she bestowed on my face.

"Oh, yes my dear, I would love to poop for you," Linda said, after
reluctantly pulling her wet face away from the girl's cunny. Maria squealed
with pleasure. She had not had any shit to eat, and besides that, she loved
to watch turds as they left a tight, feminine anus, and she had not yet
seen Linda's hole.

"Please, sit on my face," Maria said. Such words coming from a ten year
old's mouth are highly erotic, and I could see the pleasure in Linda's eyes
at hearing Maria say such a filthy thing. She scrambled to lay Maria on the
desk, then crawled up, and squatted her plump ass above the small girl's
eager face. I made sure that both were lined up, then kissed Maria on her
soft, pink lips.

"Enjoy yourself, sweetie," I whispered, as Maria gazed up at the crevice
spreading wide above her. I put my head next to Maria's, as I enjoy
watching other women shit, too, and the ensuing perfume of their sweet
holes. We watched, fascinated, as Linda's tan, brown hole began to slowly
widen, a hot and greasy turd already forcing its way out. A dark brown
circle, smooth and glistening, was the first evidence of the treat coming
to us.  As the air touched its rank surface, it instantly emitted the
characteristic aroma of a fresh turd, and both Maria and I both inhaled the
pleasant smell. A few rapid fire farts around it momentarily widened her
hole, and filled the air around us with her earthy perfume.

The turd continued forcing its way out, the slickness and greasiness of the
cylinder causing it to move rapidly. It seemed composed of numerous round
nuggets all forced together by the pressure of Linda's bowels, and the
nuggets began breaking off as the pressure was released, Maria opened her
mouth wide to catch the first of these, and began chewing the pieces of
noxious waste as soon as they slid past her pink lips.

When I saw that they were coming a little too quickly for the little girl
to swallow safely, I put my hand between Linda's asshole and Maria's
mouth. The weight, and heat, of Linda's moist pellets were pleasant in my
palm, and I popped a few of them into my mouth. Gloriously filthy, greasy
and slimy on my tongue, shit smell filling my nostrils and making my mouth
water, I chewed into the hot treats, swallowing Linda's hot, filthy shit
avidly and excitedly. Maria and I both ate our fill of Linda's bowel
fruits. She whispered, "I've GOT to pee now!" and knowing how urgently that
follows a good shit, I urged her to turn her body around so that we both
could drink as well as eat.

Linda shifted rapidly, then reached under Maria's head to help lift her
mouth to Linda's front.  Her piss flow began, her hot stream filling
Maria's mouth as she swallowed again, and again.  When I could see that
Maria was slowing, I slid the filthy shit bowl under Linda, and her golden-
yellow urine began to hiss into the bowl. It filled the bowl about half
way, until her pee flow slowed to a dribble.

"I'm going to drink the rest of her piss, okay, Maria?" I asked her.

"Okay," Maria said. "Can I lick your pussy and your asshole clean,
Mrs. Linda?"

"Yes, honey, I'd love it," Linda replied, as I began slurping the bowl of
piss, flavored with the remnants of Maria's earlier diarrhea. It certainly
added a delicious taste to an already attractive liquid, I
thought. Finishing, too soon, I watched as Maria licked, first Linda's
filthy, smelly ass, then more slowly, her luscious pink and wet pussy,
bringing Linda to a crashing orgasm.

"Ohh, fuck!! That's so lovely, lick my clit, honey, tease me with your
sweet tongue!!" Linda was transported with pleasure, and I thought she was
going to fall over. Maria raised her shit-stained face and looked at me.

"Did I do good, mommy?" she asked, always eager to please. Before I could
say anything, Linda spoke.

"Oh god, honey, I've never cum like that before! Santa Maria, I was in
heaven!" Maria beamed with pride. Linda lifted herself off Maria, then,
standing next to the little girl's prone body, leaned over to kiss her
softly. I noticed Linda's hand went between Maria's thighs, and Maria
spread her little legs wider to give her new friend access to her bare
pussy.

Linda and Maria kissed for a minute, as Linda's finger stroked around the
girl's tender cunt.  Then she straightened and leaned over to me to whisper
in my ear. I listened to her, then spoke.

"Why don't you ask Maria? She can make that decision." Maria looked
curious. Linda turned back to Maria.

"Honey, could I fuck you, with my fingers?' she asked, her index finger
already poised at the girl's opening.

"Okay," Maria said, slowly, "but please only with two fingers, no more,
okay? Mommy says I'm too tight to take more, and I know she doesn't want
anyone to hurt me. She says when I'm older I can take bigger things." Linda
looked at Maria.

"Your mother loves you very much," she said. "I'll be very gentle." Maria
smiled, then scooted her small butt upwards a little, anxious to feel the
woman inside her.

Linda began to wet her index finger by slowly entering the girl's tight
little cunny, twisting it to coat it with the girl's sweet cream. Maria
moaned with pleasure as Linda's finger slowly, teasingly entered her up to
the first knuckle. Maria's hips were already moving reflexively in response
to the pleasure of a woman's finger filling her, and she began to slide
into Linda's hand, wanting more.

Linda continued to tease the ten year old, however, advancing deeper into
her target, but taking her time. Linda was an accomplished lover, it
seemed. I wondered if she would be visiting us at the compound. I certainly
hoped so! I would love to feel her pounding my own pussy with a thick
strap-on. Linda finally slipped her index finger as deeply as she could
into Maria's sopping wet cunt. Her liquid was dripping onto the desktop,
echoing her sighs of pleasure.

"Please.....put another finger in me, please, Linda?" I was surprised to
hear her say that, as she had been reluctant to overdo the size of what
went inside her, but apparently her growth in the last few months with us,
and Linda's talented touch, provoked Maria to beg for more.

"Sure, honey," Linda said with a smile. Doubling her fingers, she began the
teasing again, wetting her middle finger along with her already slick index
finger. Maria's hips began thrashing as both girl and woman worked to get
the pseudo-cock inside her tiny, tight hole.

"Unnh, unnh, uhhh!!" Maria babbled, as her pleasure centers began to
overload. Linda had both fingers inside Maria, up to the first knuckle,
then began pushing harder, fucking into the little girl's twat like a
husband banging his new wife on their honeymoon. Maria was babbling
incoherently by now, and when Linda's fingers were halfway in, she reached
over with her thumb, and baegan stroking around the young girl's small but
stiff clit.

Maria shrieked with pleasure, and for a moment I was afraid that other cops
might rush in with guns drawn, but apparently the walls were sturdy enough
to prevent noises from escaping. Maria came, certainly not for the first
time, but one of the strongest orgasms I could remember the little girl
experiencing. I could see clear liquid pouring out of Maria's cunt, as
Linda expertly slowed her frigging of the little girl.

Then Linda removed her fingers, marveling at the girl's abundant
lubrication. She offered me her fingers, and I eagerly sucked on them,
loving my daughter's sweet, creamy vaginal fluids, and also the eroticism
of sucking on this woman's fingers. Linda bent over between Maria's slack
legs, and began softly and gently lapping at the girl's red and swollen
cunt, now one step closer to being a woman.

I took advantage of Linda's position, to kneel behind her, spreading her
plump, tan ass cheeks with my fingers, to reveal her brown hole, still
sticky with some of her shit. I eagerly lapped at the smooth, hairless skin
around her dark hole, my tongue intruding as deeply as I could into the
glowing, slick pink inside, her shit taste like ambrosia. Simultaneously, I
brought my right hand up between her legs, to stroke her fat, swollen
labia, her own feminine cream instantly coating my hand. I wasn't reluctant
to enter her there, and slipped two fingers into her, her silky lubrication
making my entry easy, though she was surprisingly tight. I guessed from
that, she had never given birth.

I fucked into Linda's sweet, hot twat, as she moaned into Maria's young
cunny, exciting my little girl once again. Linda's hips rose and fell in
response to my fingers fucking her, and the additional pleasure she was
feeling from having my tongue deep up her ass. Before I knew it, both Linda
and Maria were moaning in orgasm, their vaginal muscles contracting
spasmodically, as their bodies first tensed in nirvana, then relaxed.

"God!" I heard Linda mutter into Maria's pussy, as Maria weakly ran her
fingers through the woman's hair. Linda raised up, her face glossy with the
girl's abundant fluid, and kissed me, hard, as she simultaneously frigged
my clit. I was certainly ready, even without having fingers or tongue
inside me, after all the play we'd had so far, and her harsh strokes over
my button brought me to a hard, jolting cum, my legs weakening as
electricity ran through me like a lightening bolt hitting me there.

"Unnhh! Fuck!!" I heard someone yelling, then realized it was me. My mouth
returned to Linda's tasting the pussy fluids and shit, my tongue swirling
inside her mouth for more.

Finally, we all three collapsed, done for now. Maria was slumped flat on
the desk, while Linda and I rested our naked asses on its edge. Linda
looked at me.

"It is my conclusion that Maria is being well-taken care of," she
said. "And that is what will be put in my official report to the Minister
of Child Health in Mexico City." She looked at me, smiling. "However, I
will have to visit your compound to see how her sister Sylvy is being
helped. Will I be welcome there?"

I smiled back. "I insist that you visit us in the compound. I think that
you will be impressed with the reception that you find. It will be very
warm." Maria and I re-dressed to leave, as did Linda Ortiz. We headed for
the door, my hand on the knob, when Linda spoke again.

"About this wanted poster for a Sharon Cannon, the alleged terrorist wife
of a United States Senator...."

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