DISCLAIMER: This story falls under the Scat category. This story contains graphic depictions of human defecation and may not seem appropriate to all audiences. However, it does NOT contain any consummation of scat, scat play, or physical use of scat for erotic purposes. I walked out of my cabin and squinted as the bright sunlight hit me right in the face. Most people at the camp were still asleep, but I had a habit of getting up early. Toothbrush, toothpaste, and facial wash in hand I headed across to a spot I could get ·

Mistress Black walked slowly into her living room, carrying a towel. A little unsure of her footsteps. Her slave Sheila, in the midst of spot cleaning the walls, knelt on the floor, as was appropriate for a slave, awaiting Mistress' commands. "Stand," Mistress Black ordered. And Sheila quickly stood, her hands at her sides. In one hand she held a sponge, in the other a spray bottle of a cleaner named Fantastik. Mistress Black suddenly released all her pee onto the hardwood floor, staring at the ·

I think you might be right. He said. I think that might work. He kissed me hard and headed towards the stairs. Ill call you tomorrow. He was gone in a second and for once I thought everything seemed to be going the right way. The next day Josh made his way into the tall office building at South Bend. He was nervously tapping his finger against the briefcase he held in his left hand. ·

Xavier chuckled softly and leaned back in his wheelchair, steepling his long fingers together beneath his chin. Not exactly. My Mutant power is that of telepathy, he explained. Telepathy is the ability to communicate with someone through their mind, or, possibly, to manipulate and access someones mind in various ways. Robby tensed again. Soyou can control me? I could, Xavier nodded honestly. But I have sworn not to do such a thing. I know that such a power can be easily abused, and I never use my power in any such way. ·

It had been six months since Id seen him last At to my , Ices powerful, towering body had captivated me the summer he moved to Lakewood. Back then, I was seventeen. The first sight of him had been at Justin Rollins pool party in March on an unusual scorching day looking like he had walked right off the pages of Cosmo. It wasnt just that he looked gorgeous with his sienna toned, sculpted chest. Ice had a nonchalance about him around us females with our skimpily clad bikinis that automatically set him apart from the ·

One guy pulled out his black hockey stick tape and suggested taping Jo and Jack together. Well give you a little cart she can kneel on and you can just wheel her around and cum and piss down her throat whenever you need to, he joked. Everyone laughed. Jo knew that guys also were taking pictures of her little ass, and on command she would turn her hips one way or the other to provide a better view for the cameras, proud that she had a bum that was so cute... ·

Joanne Abul looked over her shoulder as the steel barred door clanked shut behind her. For the next three years this would be her home, the Sexton Correctional Facility For Women. How could she have been so stupid?!? Holding those drugs for Jessy had been just about the dumbest thing she had ever done, so when the police broke into her apartment, they found two ounces of cocaine and an ounce of heroin. ·

Synopsis: At the inn in Her Realm, MzDominica demonstrated Her glass-covered sensory deprivation chamber, showing how the use of Her Voice as a subliminal soundtrack could be used to program slaves' minds to obey her, so very deeply. Mistress Black, who owns a chain of spas, made a deal with Dominica, to use the "relaxation chambers" to expand her business, getting chambers at a discount, in exchange for · The problem is, fewer and fewer new slaves have been reporting to Dominica's mountain community. MzDominica sent out some of her slaves on a little "reconnaissance mission," and they found that the relaxation chambers were no longer delivering their brainwashing messages ·

I walked into the inn with a small box around :. There was a chance that he could have gone home already but I had to at least try. With the things that happened tonight, I needed a release. I stood patiently at the door waiting for Mr. Drake to open it after my light knock. He opened the door and let me in without a word. I could tell from the way his silent stance by the wall that he wasnt very happy with me. I shouldnt feel this guilty for being late. Were not even a couple. ·

Ive never thought of scat play, it sounds interesting She said as her asshole clenched. Her sons cock, ready to ejaculate a big load into his mothers shitty asshole, penetrated her starfish looking anus. He felt her waxy shit on the tip of his dick, he penetrated her and felt more shit coating his dick. He moaned like a mentally disabled person and babbled like a deaf person while talking about how lovely his mothers shit is. His mothers asshole was tightening up, he knew she was going to cum. He moaned her name and told her to cum as fast and hard. Just as he said it, she came so hard she shook the bed. She was screaming like a bat, maybe more ·