Date: Sat, 24 Jun 2006 15:27:28 -0700 (PDT)
From: lunaseahotgirl <lunaseahotgirl@yahoo.com>
Subject: Serving Shelby four

Serving Shelby

By J


Chapter 4

	Sara couldn't believe how nervous she was as she got
ready to go out with Shelby.  She had changed her
clothes three times and still wasn't satisfied.
Earlier that day, after Shelby left, she had made a
reservation at her favorite restaurant for 7:30 for
the two of them.

	Now it was almost 7:30 and Sara had just finished her
makeup when she heard the doorbell.  She rushed to
open the door and found Shelby waiting.  The haughty
young girl pushed past her and walked into her
apartment like she owned it.

	Then Shelby stopped and turned around and looked at
how Sara was dressed.  "That will never do," she said.
 "Come with me."  With that she took Sara back into
her bedroom.  "Find me your shortest skirt."

	Sara went over to her closet and brought out a short
skirt that she hadn't worn in years.  It was too tight
and short when she bought it several years ago but now
she had put on a few pounds.

	"Put it on," Shelby said, her arms folded as she
stared at the older woman.

	Sara hurried to do as she asked.  She pulled her
slacks down, showing that she had on panties.

	"Panties off," Shelby ordered.

	Showing her embarrassment, Sara took her panties off
and pulled the tight skirt up her thighs.  When she
finally had it buttoned around her waist, she looked
down and saw that most of her thighs were visible.
"It's too short," she complained before she thought.

	Shelby took a step toward Sara and grabbed her hair.
She brought her arm back and slapped her hard across
the face.  Then she forced the older woman to her
knees.  "Don't ever question me again.  Do you
understand?" she screamed.

	Sara had tears in her eyes as she stared up at the
woman.  She tried to nod her head.

	"Open your mouth."

	"What?"

	Shelby held her hair with one hand and slapped her
face hard again.  "Do as I say," she sneered.

	Sara opened her mouth.  Then she heard that awful
hawking sound.  She closed her eyes.

	Shelby filled her mouth with saliva and mucus and
spat it into the open mouth below her.  She did it
twice more.  "Swallow!" she ordered.

	Sara shivered and closed her mouth and swallowed the
slimy mucus, feeling it slip down her throat like a
raw oyster.

	Suddenly Shelby let go of her hair and smiled as if
nothing had happened.  "Now, let's get you a blouse.
Take off your shirt and bra."  This time Shelby went
over to the closet and found the sheerest blouse she
could find.  "Here, this should do."

	Sara put the blouse on.  She turned and looked into
the mirror.  She gasped when she saw that her breasts
were almost entirely visible under the thin material.
"Shel..." Sara started to say but stopped.

	"Very nice," Shelby said.  "Now just one last piece
of jewelry."  She pulled out of her pocketbook what
looked like a black dog collar with silver studs.
Then she walked over to Sara and locked it around her
neck.  "Very pretty."

	Sara's hand was trembling as she reached up and
touched the collar.  She looked into the mirror and
saw the large black collar wrapped around her neck.
It almost looked like a piece of jewelry, but she knew
that she had gotten it from the pet store.

	"It's time to go," Shelby said and turned and walked
out of the room.

	Sara hurried to catch up.


	Sara and Shelby sat quietly in the swank restaurant.
Sara had ordered her favorite meal for Shelby: a
20-ounce steak, large baked potato, broccoli, salad
and bread.  Shelby allowed Sara to order a salad for
herself but made her wait to eat it.  She ate quietly
but there was a strange smile on her face as she
chewed every bite slowly.  She glanced down at the
glass of yellow liquid sitting next to Sara's salad.
She had gone into the bathroom and peed into the glass
and brought it back for Sara.

	Finally the young girl was finished with everything
on her plate.  She dabbed her lips with the napkin and
then laid it on the table.  "Mmmmm, that was
delicious.  I bet it is going to be even better
later."  She laughed and saw Sara's face flush.
"Okay, you can eat your salad.  Make sure you wash
every bite down properly.

Sara felt practically naked as she sat in the fancy
restaurant.  She had noticed the waiter glaring at her
almost totally exposed breasts.  He wasn't the only
one that had stared.  It seemed like everyone in the
place knew that she was practically naked.  Her hand
was trembling as she picked up the fork and began to
eat.  She chewed the first mouthful, hesitating to
swallow.  She knew what was coming next.

"Don't forget to wash it down," Shelby said with a
smile.

Sara picked up the glass, her hand trembling even more
than before.  She glanced around the room before
bringing the glass to her lips.  With a deep breath
she took a sip.  It was warm and strong tasting.  She
swallowed and felt the salty liquid burn all the way
into her stomach.  She took another bite and followed
it with a drink of piss.  Gradually the glass emptied
as she ate her salad.

"Very good Sara," Shelby said when the glass was
empty.  "You know what's going to happen later don't
you?"

	Sara didn't answer.  Her heart was suddenly pounding
harder in her chest.

	"Well, right now my body is processing your dinner.
I can feel all those digestive juices working to break
down the food and turn it into waste.  Waste that you
are going to eat."  Shelby saw Sara shiver.  "You like
that don't you?"  She didn't wait for an answer.  "Of
course you do.  You are such a piece of shit Sara.
You are meaningless to me... except for your mouth.
That's the only part of your body that is worth
anything.  Your mouth will make the perfect toilet for
me.  My Mom always said I would find someone like you
someday, someone to eat my shit, someone that I
couldn't care less for.  Understand that I will use
you and then when I'm done, I will throw you away like
a used piece of toilet paper. "

	Sara continued to tremble as she listened to Shelby
degrade her.  However, instead of making her angry,
her words excited her.  With each name she called her,
her heart would flutter and she would fall just a
little more in love with the pretty teenager.

	Shelby smiled as she saw the older woman's eyes glaze
over.  "I'll bet your panties would be soaked now...
that is if you were wearing any."  Shelby laughed.

	A few minutes later they were heading home.  When
Sara pulled into the parking lot, Shelby got out and
met her at the door of the car.  She had a dog leash
in her hand.  She clipped it to her collar.

	Sara's face turned red and she looked around.
Fortunately it was dark and there didn't seem to be
anyone out.

	"Sara, from now on you will be my little dog, and
like a dog, whenever I'm here, you will do your duty
outside."

	Sara looked at Shelby as if she didn't understand.

	The young girl sighed like she was dealing with an
untrained puppy.  "When I am here, you will be
required to shit and piss outside."

	An involuntary gasp escaped Sara's mouth.

	"That's right.  However, you are not totally house
broken so until then, you will just pee outside."
Shelby pulled the leash, leading Sara to the grass
outside her apartment building.  "Alright, find a good
place to pee."

	Sara would have protested but she knew the
consequences.  She glanced around the grassy area,
looking desperately for a relative private place.  She
saw some bushes jutting out from the front of the
apartment complex.  She led Shelby close to the
building and into the shadow of the hedge.  With one
last pleading look, she squatted.

	"Come on, hurry, I don't have all day.  Besides, I
know you have to go... it's been three hours and you've
had a large glass of my piss."

	Sara did have to go badly.  She continued to glance
around as she relaxed her bladder.  Soon the hiss of
her piss exiting her pussy and hitting the ground came
from between her legs.  She could feel it splattering
onto her shoes but at that point she didn't care... it
was glorious relief.

	"All right, let's get going," Shelby said, jerking
the leash and pulling Sara to her feet even before she
was finished.  Her remaining pee ran down her legs as
she hurried to follow the young girl.

	As soon as they were inside the apartment, Shelby
ordered Sara to strip.  She made her keep the collar
and leash on however.  Then she went over to the sofa
and sat down, pulling Sara to her knees on the floor
beside her.  "Wow, I can't believe how much I ate.  My
stomach is grumbling like it might explode any minute.
 Come up here and listen."  Shelby pulled Sara up
until she could place the side of her head against her
stomach.

	Sara heard the grumbling and her face grew pale.  She
knew what was happening inside the young girl and more
importantly, what was going to happen in a few
minutes.

	"Alright, I guess we have delayed this long enough,"
Shelby said as she pushed Sara's face from her
stomach.  "I think your dinner is ready."  Shelby got
up and lead Sara into the bedroom and then the
bathroom.

	The older woman crawled quickly to try and keep up.

	"I guess for the first time we will use the bathroom
until you get used to it.  However, soon we will do it
anywhere I want.  And, there won't be a speck of my
shit anywhere but inside your mouth and stomach."
With that Shelby pulled Sara over until she was
kneeling at the toilet.

	Sara looked up at the smiling girl.  She could see
her eyes burning with lust, but she saw no sympathy
there.

	"Let's see, I think for the first bit I will just
kneel on the toilet... just in case you drop any.
However, be warned that any that drops into the
toilet, you will have to fetch with your mouth."
Shelby turned and crawled onto the toilet with her ass
facing Sara.  She slowly pulled her skirt up to reveal
her naked ass.

	Sara felt her heart flutter.  No matter how much she
wanted to deny it, the sight of the young girl's ass
turned her on.  She watched as she reached back to
pull her cheeks apart.

	"I'm going to try to take it easy on you for the
first time.  Not because I care about you but because
I want you to have plenty of time to enjoy it.  At
another time, I will evacuate my bowels as rapidly as
I wish and you will eat it without letting a drop go.
Now get ready."

	As Sara watched, Shelby's sphincter began to pulse.
It opened and closed several times.  Then, suddenly
she saw it.  The little hole opened and she saw the
beginnings of a brown log.  It stretched her little
hole until it was as big around as a silver dollar.
Sara watched in fascination as it grew in size.

	"Get your mouth on it," Shelby ordered as she looked
around at Sara.

	Sara closed her eyes and opened her mouth.  She felt
it touch her lips, moving past.  Then it was on her
tongue.  It was warm and mushy.  Suddenly her mouth
was being filled.  Her saliva mixed with the brown
goo.  Sara began to gag.  She forced her stomach to
settle down.

	"Eat," Shelby ordered as she cut off the log.

	Slowly Sara began to chew.  Several times she wanted
to gag but stopped it.  Finally she swallowed the
first bite and felt it drop to her stomach.  An
incredible thrill rushed through her.  The humiliation
of the moment was like nothing she had ever felt
before.  She felt less than human... she felt like an
animal... a dog.  She was good for nothing but eating
the shit of her mistress.  As chills raced up and down
her spine, she opened her mouth again.

	"Ah, yes!" Shelby gasped as she pushed another log
into Sara's mouth.  She could hear her chewing and
swallowing.  She reached between her legs and began to
play with her pussy as she forced another lump of shit
out of her ass.  As she listened to Sara slurping on
her shit, her body began to tremble.  Suddenly she
began to climax.

	Sara was unaware of what was happening to Shelby.
She was focused on the little hole that kept opening
and providing her with love.  Only someone that loved
her could do this to her she thought.  She knew that
no matter what Shelby said, she loved her in her own
way.  Like a master loves her dog.  Yes she was loved.


	Suddenly, Shelby turned around and sat down.  A smile
came to her face when she saw Sara's shit stained
lips.  There were tears of joy in her eyes, which had
begun to run down her cheeks to mix with the brown
excrement and drip from her chin.  "You are such a
shit eating pig," she snarled.  Then she scooted
forward on the toilet until her ass was hanging over.
"Hold your hands out."

	Sara did.  Then she watched a stinking lump of shit
slipped out of her ass and into her hands.  Then
another followed and another until her hands were
piled high with shit.  She held it like it was manna
from the gods.  Her eyes glazed over as she stared at
the pile of fecal matter.  It was actually steaming in
her hands.

	Shelby brought her hands to her cunt and began to
play with herself.  "Eat it slowly.  Let me watch.
Let me watch my shit eating dog eat her dinner.  You
are so disgusting."

	 Slowly she brought the stinking mass of shit to her
mouth and began to eat it.  She filled her mouth with
each bite, chewed it and then swallowed it.  She felt
her stomach rumbling with the foul mess.  Still she
ate on, knowing that her stomach was filling with her
mistress's love: her gift to her.  She could almost
feel her stomach juices digesting the putrid shit and
spreading it through her veins.  Yes, her mistress's
soul was being filtered to every fiber of her body.
Every muscle would share in absorbing the shit until
she became what she ate.  Suddenly it felt like her
body was turning into her mistress's shit.  She could
feel it.  She was inside her mistress's intestines.
It was warm and dark.  She felt loved.  The walls
caressed her as they slowly pushed her on her way.
She wound her way down the long path, picking up bits
and pieces as she went, making her whole.  Slowly she
slipped into a larger chamber.  She grew bulkier as
she felt pressure from above.  It was pushing her.
Pushing her where she didn't want to go.  Then a gate
opened.  Her head peeked out and she saw light of the
bathroom.  Her mind screamed "No!"  But she couldn't
stop it as she began to fall toward the water in the
toilet to be flushed away from her loving mistress.

Without ever touching her cunt, Sara's body began to
convulse and she fell to the floor trembling with a
climatic eruption like she had never known before.
The lights slowly dimmed as she passed out.


Note:  I did not write this story, but I would like to
correspond with women who enjoy this type of story --
lunaseahotgirl@yahoo.com