Date: Tue, 21 Dec 2004 08:16:24 +0000
From: Raul Caudillo <dsnyraul@hotmail.com>
Subject: Shit Loving Slave, Part 1 (urination)

The Following story is based on real events. The names have been changed to
protect the innocent. This story is intended for entertainment only. This
story contains images on urination, scat and other things that may offend
readers. If you are easily offended please do not continue reading.


My name is Junior, I am 29 years old and until last year I thought I was
pretty vanilla in the things that I did sexually. It wasn't until I met
Jeremy that I realized how much I loved to see a man in front of me, on his
knees begging for me to do whatever I wanted. I could piss on him, in his
mouth, up his ass, shit on him, make him clean my dirty asshole, sell him to
my friends and do whatever I wanted. He was my slave, no holds barred.

It was September when I first met him. I was online searching for someone's
cock to suck on when an instant message came through.

"I see you have an eight inch cock?" the message said. I responded with "Yes
I do and it's looking for a warm mouth to suck it." I said this thinking it
would offend him and he would go away, how wrong I was.

"I can do more than suck it for you," he said. Curious about what he meant I
asked him what he had in mind. "Well, I would love to drink everything that
comes out of your cock, eat out your ass and do whatever you like done." My
cock was growing in my shorts as the thoughts started running through my
head, what could he possibly mean? Did he want me to shoot in his mouth? I
was so naive to most everything that I wanted to learn more about what he
was talking about.

"What are you talking about?" I asked.

"Well, I would love to have you pull your dick out, make me drop to my knees
and then piss down my throat. After that you could lay me down and take a
shit in my mouth and make me eat all of it."

I was completely taken back by this response. I had no idea what to think or
what to say. The one thing I noticed is that I wasn't disgusted by thought.
In fact, my cock was rock hard and I was ready to continue this
conversation.

"Well, one thing is for sure..you got my cock rock hard and I am not sure
what to do. I have never done this type of thing." I said with the hopes
that he would continue.

"I have a place if you would like to come over and experiment with some of
it," he said. Well, here was the question of the day, probably even the
question of the year. Was I going to stick to vanilla sex and never
experiment with anything, or was I going to go all out and actually take
this guy up on his offer.

I decided that you only live once and I told him to give me directions to
his place. I was nervous as all hell and I didn't quite know what to expect
once I got there. I told him I was going to shower and he said not to
bother. He like his men "Dirty, stinky and full of filth."

He gave me some further instructions on what to do before I left the house
and before I signed off he said.

"Make sure you don't piss or shit, I want to be able to take all of you. I
don't want to miss out on anything. Oh and when you get to the gate, just
tell the guard that you are here to see Jeremy and give him your name." I
signed off and with a bit of hesitation began to do exactly as he told me to
do. He told me to drink at least 8 glasses of water before I left the house
and try to eat as much as I could. It would take me at least one hour before
I got there and I was sure to be ready to explode.

I went to the kitchen, drank down the water as best I could and looked in
the fridge for something to munch on. I made myself three bologna and cheese
sandwiches with extra cheese and I grabbed a couple of chips. After about 15
minutes worth of eating I had managed to stuff everything down and I was
beginning to feel the piss wanting to come out. Hopefully I would make it
down there without pissing my pants on the way.

The drive seemed to take forever, probably due to the fact that I needed to
piss so bad. When I finally got there I noticed that he lived in a fairly
upper-class neighborhood but I had no idea how rich this guy was until I
reached his house.

This place looked like Wayne Manor from the batman movies. It was HUGE, it
probably had 12 bedrooms, 12 bathrooms and not to mention all the other
rooms. I was greeted at the gates by a burly looking security guard.

"What's your business here." He asked as though he was going to reach right
through the car and pull me out by the throat.

I cleared my throat and said, "I am here to see Jeremy."

"Is he expecting you?" the guard said.

"Yes sir, my name is Junior."

"Okay, looks like you are on the list, head up the driveway and park in
front of the house." The guard said.

Okay, I don't know about you, but judging by the size of the house, the
guards in front, and just the decor, I was figuring this guy to be about 80.
I was really NOT in the mood to deal with someone that old and I don't think
I would be able to get it up anyway. I continued driving nonetheless, the
pain in my bladder now almost intolerable. I finally got to the house after
what seemed like an eternity.

I pulled up to the front, got out of the car and now had to walk up about 20
steps before I actually reached the front door. Before I actually knocked
the front door was being opened by a man in a butlers suit.

"Hello there Junior, the master is expecting you." The butler said.

The master? Okay, he really was 80 years old. What the fuck was I getting
myself into? I hoped and prayed all the way up the stairs, behind this old
butler that the guy I was about to make into my slave was at least good
looking.

We stopped just shy of a doorway and the butler said to me.

"He is waiting for you inside that room there. Please go in, he has be
waiting for you." Said the butler and with that he left.

I stood outside the door thinking about what was going to be on the other
side. I closed my eyes and hoped for a moment for the best. Then I reached
forward, opened the door and stepped into the room.

The room looked like it was out of 17th century England with long red velvet
drapes, a four post bed, antique furniture and old paintings. Kneeling down
in front of the bed was a prize like no other I had seen before. Was I
dreaming? I kept pinching myself hoping that I wouldn't wake up. The man in
front of me, was not exactly what I had pictured him to be.

Here was a 30 something year old with jet black hair, a nicely toned body,
with about a 10 inch cock which was limply hanging down. His head was down
so I couldn't see his face and he had his hands behind his back.

"Hello master, I am here to serve you. I hope you did everything I asked. I
have been looking forward to this since you signed off. Please make yourself
comfortable and do as you please. I am here if you need anything." He said
this keeping his head down and never making any eye contact with me.

Didn't he want to see what I looked like? Wasn't he afraid I was some
wretched looking guy? But he never looked up at me, I found out later that
the butler and the guard were his eyes and would not let anyone pass that
did not meet certain criteria.

I started to take off my shoes when he spoke again. "Please remember I am
your slave and will do ANYTHING you want me to do." I guess that was my hint
to make him undress me and start his servitude.

"Take off my shoes, please." I said. Not really knowing exactly how to do
this.

"You don't have to be nice to me," he said. "I am your slave, please speak
to me like I am worthless, I am nothing and should be grateful to be in your
presence."

This guy seemed to have more money than god, but here he was on his knees,
wanting to service me, someone who could barely break fifty thousand a year.
But then something happened, something that I never felt came over me. A
feeling of dominance, of power, a feeling that I was about to be in control
of my own personal toilet. He would service me and do whatever I wanted.

"Get off your fucking ass and take off my shoes you fucking little cock
sucking bitch, and if you don't move quickly I am going beat your fucking
ass." Where that came from, I don't exactly know, but I was feeling damn
good and this was only the beginning.

"Yes master, right away master." He said as he jumped and started taking my
shoes off.

"Now, my dirty little whore, I want you to take my socks off with your
teeth. Then I want you to lick between my toes and make sure my feet get a
nice cleaning. You want my piss and shit, you are gonna have to do some
work."

I felt like I was about to piss all over the place. I could barely hold it
and as he was finishing with the first foot, I pulled up on his hair and
said, 'that's enough for now..I have to piss bad and we need to go to the
bathroom.

"No, master, this is fine. Please just piss down my throat master, I won't
spill a drop, I promise master." I am not sure why I did what I did next,
but after he finished speaking I lifted my hand and back-handed him across
the cheek.

"If you open your fucking mouth again, without being asked to, you are gonna
get a lot worse than a little bitch slap, is that understood, you sloppy
fucking piss whore?"

He didn't respond, so I slapped him harder across the face this time pulling
his hair and making him face me. "I said, DO YOU UNDERSTAND YOU FUCKING
FILTHY PIECE OF WORTHLESS SHIT." I was yelling at this point. I didn't know
what was coming over me, but I was going full-force on this guy.

"Yes master, I am sorry master, I won't speak out again. Please forgive me
master. I didn't mean to be bad." He said with tears rolling down his face.
Usually when I see someone crying, I feel bad for them. That wasn't the case
this time. The only thing I felt was a lustful disgust for this human being
in front of me. I wanted him to be my slave, I wanted to RULE him, I wanted
to beat into his head who was in charge. This was definitely a new era in my
life and I was really digging it.

"We'll see how good you are. Open your mouth bitch. I got some nice piss
stored up for you. But listen closely, you spill one drop of my precious
juice and there is going to be hell to pay. I have been holding this a long
time for your pansy ass and if you let any go to waste so help me I will be
the living shit out of you."

With that I tilted his head back still using the fistful of hair I had
before, slipped my dick inside his mouth and relaxed. I had to concentrate a
little bit before I could actually let go inside his mouth. But after a few
moments, my dick started to leak. Just a few spurts to begin with but then
the real force of my bladder was released into his waiting mouth. I was
pissing full force into this guys mouth and he was drinking it like a pro. I
had never seen anyone drink anything so fast. I know that I was filling his
mouth just as fast as he was swallowing it. My stream lasted for a good
minute or so and it finally started to slow to a trickle.

As soon as he saw I was finished he started to pull of my dick. I tightened
my grip on his hair and said, "I don't remember telling you to get off my
dick. You know for someone who swallows piss and good as you, you don't
fucking know how to take directions. Do you want me to fucking beat you? Is
that what you want you fucking little bastard?"

He muttered a muffled "No, master, I am sorry master? with my cock still in
his mouth and I stood there and glared down at him.

"I think I need a good dick polishing right now."

And then without warning I slammed my cock all the way down his throat. I
was not small in any meaning of the word. I was about 10 inches long and
three fingers wide. When I slammed it to the back of this throat I could
hear him gagging and choking. I pulled out far enough to let him catch his
breath and then slammed it right back down. His eyes were watering
uncontrollably, he was gagging and choking, but he made no effort to get
away. I pulled out again until he was able to catch his breath. Then full
force I started fucking his face. I pounded away, down his throat like I was
fucking an ass. I didn't care how much he gagged or choked, he told me I was
there to be pleased and I was definitely being pleased.

After about 10 minutes of fucking his face, I grabbed his hair once more,
pulled him off my cock and looked down at him.

"Still want more cock pussy boy?" I said now with even more sarcasm in my
voice.

"Yes sir, please give it all to me, give me more master." He said barely
catching his breath.

"I have something else planned for you," and with that I used his hair to
guide him on his knees to the bed.

"Climb up on the bed and stay on your hands and knees." I said.

"Yes master," he said as he moved up off the floor and onto the bed.

I climbed up on the bed after him, laid down on my stomach and spread my
legs wide open, exposing my tight pink hole to him.

"I want you to get in there and start licking my sweaty asshole." I said
facing the pillow. As he started licking my asshole, which I am sure by now
was nice and ripe, I let out a long whispering fart right into his mouth.

"Sniff it up and say thank you master, then get back to eating out my ass."

I could hear him sniffing away at what was sure to be a nasty smelling fart.
Then without delay he was back down licking away at my hole. I turned
around, grabbed his hair, lifted his face and slapped him upside the head.

"I am sick of having to tell you things. I asked you to say thank you
master. You obviously don't believe me when I tell you that I will be the
living shit out of you for disobeying me, so I think it's time to teach you
a little lesson."

I got up off the bed, went toward my pile of clothes and removed the belt
from pants. I walked back over to the bed where he was still on his knees
and told him to show me his ass.

He begged and pleaded. "Please master, I won't disobey you anymore, please
don't whip me, I will be good." But there was no stopping me now. This man
was going to learn how to be a good slave if it was the last thing I did.

"Shut the fuck up and bend over you piss loving, shit eating whore. You are
gonna learn not to fuck with me."

He slowly started to put his ass up in the air and before he actually got it
up I had already started wailing away on his ass. Every smack left a bright
red line across his creamy white ass and every smack just made my dick
harder. He made small cries every time the belt hit his now bright red ass
and after about twenty blows I stopped.

"Have you had enough bitch? Are you gonna start learning how to obey me?"

"Yes master, I am sorry master, I will never disappoint you again. I will do
exactly as I am told." He said with tears rolling down his face.

"Then wipe your fucking pathetic face off and get back to working on my ass.
I have some nice dinner stored up in there for you. And if you are really
good I might let you eat tonight."

With that said and done, I got back on the bed and he continued eating my
ass. I farted in his face a few more times and let him eat for about 20
minutes. I got up off the bed, grabbed his hair and led him back down to the
ground.

"You ready for some dinner, shit face?" I said.

"Yes sir, please, may I have something to eat." He said almost excited
because he knew what was coming up next.
"I want you to lay down on the floor, open your mouth and get ready for your
dinner. There is plenty of it so I hope you are really hungry."

He quickly layed down and opened his mouth, obviously not wanting to be
belted anymore. I stood right over him and looked down. Then I gathered up
what saliva I had in my mouth and let it fall right into his ready and
waiting mouth. He swallowed it down and said thank you and I turned around
and squatted down until my asshole was about 2 inches from his mouth.

This was the difficult part though. I had never been able to shit in front
of anyone before. I always self-conscious about the smell so I always waited
for everyone to be gone before I went and took a shit. This was different
though. This guy wanted not only smell my log, he wanted to eat it too. So I
sat and concentrated a little bit and before I knew it I could feel a nice
warm turd making it's way out of my ass.

Immediately I could feel his tongue swirling around my asshole and licking
the shit as it came out of my sphincter. This was fucking heaven. I could
barely kneel from the pleasure I was feeling. I couldn't believe this guy
was actually getting ready to eat my shit. I could feel him breaking off
pieces as it came out, and hear him chewing away at my recycled food. I shat
about 2 nice size logs and he had managed to gobble both of down in what
seemed to be record time. Then he preceded to lick my asshole. I could feel
his tongue going inside my ass trying to get the last remaining pieces that
eventually plopped down into his mouth.

I stood up and looked down at him, his face smeared in my shit and I spit
down on his face.

"Go clean off your face and get back here to get something to drink."

He got up, went to the bathroom and within a few minutes was back in the
room on his knees. I told him to crawl over to me and open his mouth, then I
unloaded another stream of piss down his throat followed by a good face
fucking. I knew he had just finished eating and since I didn't want him to
throw up all over my dick I wasn't as rough this time with him.

It was time for to cum though.

"You ready to drink your masters cum, shit slave?"

"Oh yes sir, please sir, let me drink your cum, please sir, I will do
anything you ask, anything you ask, just please let me have your cum." He
said with what seemed to like agony in his voice.

"Anything huh? What is my cum worth..hmm..let's see, another good blow job,
maybe I have some more shit to fill that nasty mouth of yours. I don't know
what I want. I will have to think about it." I said, hoping he had more
ideas. "What do you think pussy boy?"

"Oh master, please let me have your cum. I will even pay you for it sir.
Anything you want please sir. Let me have it, I want to please you sir."

PAY? Was this guy for real. Not only had I humiliated him and robbed him of
his dignity by belting him, making him eat my shit and pissing down his
throat, he was now willing to pay me money to drink my cum. I didn't know
what to say, except, "So how much is cum going for these days?"

"Please master, let me have it, I will give you anything, I will pay you
money, how about $500 master, just please let me have it."

I was in complete shock. This guy was going to give me $500 for a load of
cum that usually just gets wiped on the nearest article of clothing. I was
hesitant at first, but then thought, what the hell, he lives in a this huge
mansion while I am struggling to pay rent in a small 2 bedroom apt.

"I think you have yourself a deal my little shit eating slave. If you want
my cum that bad then start begging for it and get me the cash." I said,
still not believing he was willing to pay for it.

With that he continued begging and made his was to the desk on the other
side of the room. He came back with five one hundred dollar bills and handed
them to me.

"Now please let me have your cum master, please." He continued begging while
I stood there in utter shock at the money in my hand.

"Open your fucking mouth you dirty little whore. I got five hundred dollar
cum in here for you." I said as I walked over to him.

I didn't waste anytime, no sooner than he opened his mouth, my dick was
inside and pounding away at the back of his throat. I pounded that mouth for
everything it was worth. I must have stood there about 15 minutes pounding
away before my body began to shudder from the impending orgasm. I tilted my
head back and began shooting load after load into his mouth. I shot about
eight streams of my white jizz down the back of his throat before I hunched
over him trying to catch my breath. He kept his mouth on my dick until I
stood up and told him it was ok to let go now.

"Thank you master, that was the best load I have ever taken. I would love to
have you stay and let me pay you for another load of that sweet cream
master?"

To be continued?

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