Date: Tue, 17 Jan 2006 08:23:39 +0000 From: April ANON Subject: Forbidden Needs 8 It was time to move on. The next stage of the training was set to begin and Donna was set to acquire a new toilet slave. Amanda pushed her empty plate away and sighed contentedly, she loved Donna's cooking there was nothing quite like it at home, nothing compared to living with her Aunt Donna. She found the sex tiring; it was something that could happen anytime, day or night. Sometimes there was a warning when Donna announced they were to make love at such and such a time, say after she had finished playing with a doll or a toy, or after she had finished watching a cartoon on the telly. "How long to the cartoon finishes Amanda?" "Err . . About ten minutes Miss." "Well when it has, turn off the telly and come upstairs please." And then other times there was no warning, she might be lucky if she saw a change in Donna's eye's before she raised her dress and slid off her knickers. Semi-clad or naked in any room of the house, it might be an instruction to worship her cunt, or sometimes just her chubby ass-cheeks and the brown rose-bud between, and then whatever she was playing with had to be abandoned and exchanged for the taste of Donna's body and the sound of her sobs. She always spent the night in Donna's bed. Last night her Mistress's demands had continued until the early light of dawn and afterwards they had both slept until midday. . . . Even Donna was exhausted! Now Amanda saw Donna watching her across the table, the woman's eyes full of love and tenderness as she gazed into her eyes. The young girl smiled and then winked back cheekily. The adult let out a chuckle of delight and reached a leg under the table to stroke her shin in a loving caress. There were many such moments as this, shared tenderness with the look of love passing between them. Donna was the Mistress, Amanda her sex slave, and yet at the same time they were lovers, girlfriends and partners in pleasure. The lines of definition were faint at times and sometimes removed completely, that's how it was that lunchtime. Donna waited until Amanda had finished eating. "Darling, I have something I'd like you to try." She smiled. "Mmm." She said looking up dreamily."I'm going to get a glass and I'm going to fill it." Amanda's face took on a puzzled expression. "What with?" Donna's smile became secretive. "You'll see." She opened the wall-cupboard door and took out a tall slim glass and put it on the dinner table. Amanda watched with furrowed brows as her Mistress reached underneath her skirt, then slid off her knickers and placed the glass between her thighs. Crouching slightly, her tongue wetting her lips in anticipation, she let go of her bladder and sent a whoosh of steaming piss into the glass. Amanda's brows un-knitted themselves and rose up in surprise as the level of yellow pee rose higher up the glass. Donna managed to clench her bladder and cease the flow before it ran over the rim, then she took the glass full of warm urine and placed it on the table beside Amanda's now empty plate. "Something to wash your lunch down with sweetie. I'd like you to drink it." She announced in a matter of fact voice. "Y-your wee wee?" "Uh-huh." "D-d-drink?" "Yes dear every drop." This was so weird thought Amanda. Her bottom lip came up and her eyes stared into Donna's with that hurt look she used when she was told to do something she didn't want to do. "It's my special lemonade dear....C'mon sweetie be a good girl and drink it all up, after all we are girlfriends aren't we and you do want to make me happy?" She said running her fingers through Amanda's hair and gently caressing her scalp. "Go on honey bunch...pick it up." Amanda gulped the pungent aroma made her nostrils flare as she eyed the frothy head of her Mistress's spendings. She took the warm glass in her hands and eyed the contents suspiciously for a moment . "Have you got hold of it?" Donna cooed softly. "Umm." she murmured. "Good now put the glass to your lips and start drinking." She closed her eyes and tasted the first warm drop, it was salty but not to terrible." She opened her eyes and gave her Mistress a tentative smile. "Now darling, carry on drinking at your own pace." She said as she ran her fingers down the girl's neck softly massaging the flesh. Amanda took a brave swallow, a loud satisfying sound that was music to the ears of her Mistress. Then she began to drink it like orange juice, tilting back the glass and pouring the warm piss down her throat. Donna put her hands in her top and squeezed her breasts together as she watched the horny sight of the young girls bobbing throat, her eyes didn't miss a second, she didn't blink until the glass was empty and Amanda put it back on the table. "Well done, well done!" she laughed as she clapped her hands. "You've done so well Amanda. Now can you be an extra good girl and kneel on the floor, I didn't finish going and I still need the bathroom. I'd like you to be my toilet." Amanda paused in the act of wiping her lips dry with the back of her hand. What was the point? They were going to get a lot wetter if her mouth was a toilet. She smiled sweetly instead and was about to climb down off the stool when Donna told her to stop. "Hmm your hair may get wet, lets see now." She mused. "Amanda go into the draw next to the bread bin and open it. You'll find a length of blue ribbon. Bring it to me." Donna smiled inwardly for the truth was she didn't care if Amanda's hair got wet. She wanted her in pigtails and ribbons because it made her look younger and cuter than she already was, it was an ingredient that would add to the perversity of the situation when she made the child her toilet. Amanda scampered over to the units and opened up the drawer and after a little bit of rummaging she pulled out a piece of pale pink ribbon. Donna took it and proceeded to tie her hair into two tight pigtails with the silky material and then smiled at the effect she'd created. Amanda looked adorable in her pretty pink ribbons so endearing and just waiting for the older woman to take advantage of her. She bent down and kissed the tip of her freckly nose. "Take your top off and then kneel down and open your mouth. If you manage to drink it all up I'll tell your Mummy and Daddy what a good girl you've been." Amanda unbuttoned her top and placed it on a chair, and then bare-chested she dropped to her knees and looked up at Donna who moved to stand above her and unzip the side of her skirt. It came off quickly and she stepped out of it and threw it over Amanda's top on the back of the chair, then she squatted low and pulled back her labia to reveal the ripe flesh of her womanhood. "Good girl." She soothed as she slowly cocked an eyebrow. A steady stream of hot piss began filling the mouth of the kneeling girl, Donna was surprised she had so much left after filling the drinking glass; it was all the young girl could do to keep up with the flow as she kept gulping and glugging the warm babbling brook. It was just so perfect thought Donna, so wonderfully perverted doing this to such a sweet young girl. She could do anything she wished now; the girl's parents actually wanted her too. Oh how scrumptious seeing her work her throat like that, striving to take her piss, yes she was her toilet girl now and before long she would teach her to eat her shit.....Oh wasn't this just perfect! "Oh yes...that's nice, you look beautiful doing that." She murmured. "Keep drinking lover, swallow my lemonade... take it all, take it into your tummy, just like that.... just like that." Some of the pee seeped out from the corners of her mouth and around the outside of her jaw as she swallowed, but she managed to keep most of it inside. Eventually Donna squeezed the last few drops from her urethra and straightened her legs and then beamed down a smile at Amanda. She was exhilarated by her performance, the whole thing had been so beautiful watching and hearing her young pet drink from between her legs, so deliciously arousing. "You did so well my darling." She smiled as she bent down to lift Amanda of off the floor and carried her back upstairs to her bedroom. Once there she placed her on the edge of the bed and sat down with her back towards her. "Undo the buttons of my top dear." She instructed with a smile. Amanda's fingers sprang into action and began popping open the buttons of her patterned white top until they reached the bottom one. Donna tossed it to the floor and turned her back to her once more. "Now undo the catches of my bra." Again she obeyed, carefully unhooking each eye and then drawing the straps away from the woman's shoulders as she tilted them down to help her. "Kiss my back Amanda." Amanda made a noise somewhere between a sigh and a whimper and then grazed her lips against the flesh of the woman's sculptured back. Donna shivered at the gentle touch of the fluttering lips as they brushed between her shoulder blades and down the length of her long spine. A massage with a difference every woman should have one she decided....ah yes how delicious...and now.... "That's divine honey, just wonderful. Can you move round to my front now...yes that's it back up and....Here we are." She turned around and presented Amanda with her sweeping breasts and then pushed forward to lodge a nipple against her lips. Amanda was learning fast, she wiggled the tip of her tiny tongue against the spike and felt it harden and press against her and at the same time heard a quick intake of breath from Donna. Without been told she opened her mouth and slipped it within and then began sucking the nipple and the soft pliable flesh of her tit. She was nursing now, cradled by the woman's hands as they stroked and caressed her head. She adored the feel of the soft breast as it pressed forward into her mouth and the sound of her Mistress's gentle crooning. "Umm that's nice Amanda." She said pushing her away gently. "I'll have you worship me properly before the night's over, don't worry I'll flood your mouth with my woman spunk but now it's time for you to eat my special chocolate, my hot gushing shit, there's loads of it and you're to be a good girl and eat it all up." She opened a draw and pulled out a yellow rubber mat and then placed it on top of the bed and then went to stand in front of the seated girl. She looked down at her for a second, a lazy smile playing on her lips before turning around to show Amanda her dimpled buttocks. "Kiss them dear. Kiss the cheeks and then go in-between and lick out my asshole until I'm ready to feed you my scrumptious shit." Amanda knew the big moment had arrived, she gulped at the degeneracy of Donna's words, Donna her Mistress, her seducer and the woman who was about to use her in such a depraved way for her own selfish pleasure, she was afraid and thrilled at the same time. She reached forward and placed her hands on the top of the woman's warm thighs and then pushed her face against one of the soft giving cheeks and kissed it before extending her tongue and running it against the contoured flesh. Donna shivered with ecstasy when she felt it's sensitive tip, making her goose pimples stand on end and her buttocks ripple into the girls face. Amanda traversed the divide and sampled the other hillock alternating between licks, kisses and nibbles as her Mistress directed her. "Go in between now, between my bum cheeks and then kiss my crack." She exhaled as she reached back and spread a cheek with one hand while frigging herself with the other. A moments pause for the girl to register what was expected of her as she took in the sight of the grown ups brown puckered hole and then she leaned in face first feeling the soft flesh engulf her. Donna purred happily at the feel of Amanda's tongue as it wriggled into her asshole, she moaned happily and worked two fingers between her legs in a soft squelching rhythm. She let out a quiet sigh which in the stillness of the room sounded like the whisper of some poor departing soul, and then she let out a loud reeking fart, right into the young cherubs face. Amanda gasped as the vile gas filled her mouth but was stopped from pulling back by a firm tug on her pigtails as the woman's hand shot out of her cunt and halted her progress like a jockey reining in a bolting horse. "Mpphh! Mpphh!" She whimpered. "Stay very still and open your mouth!" Came the firm but patient voice. Donna turned her head round to look at the bedroom mirror seeing her a nd the youngster in profile as they acted out this bizarre sex act. She flung back her head to send her long tawny hair cascading over her shoulders as she saw the pretty young girl sat on the edge of the bed with her face hidden between her billowy buttocks...and then she let out another fierce fart right into her mouth, and then another, and another...until. "Lay on the mat...c'mon Amanda its time" She thrilled. Without giving Amanda time to comply she gave a low breathy moan and pushed her down onto her back and scrambled onto the bed over her as the load in her bowels strained for release. Amanda looked up in expectation and tried to imagine what was in store for her. From her vantage point she could see the brown rosebud as it opened and closed like a clenching fist while beyond that she could see the woman's breasts with their long distended nipples swelling out of the drooping cones and then Donna's face, a picture of perverted lust transforming her beautiful features. "This is your big test Amanda darling. I want you to open your pretty mouth nice and wide for what's to come. When it does I want you to start eating my shit. Do you understand honey...Ummm I'm gonna shit right in your cute young mouth, lots and lots of my special turds and you are going eat it all up like a good girl.... Ok dear?" "Yyyes." She nodded. "Good girl. Open wide cos her tis" With that she lowered herself down so that her ass hole was resting above the girls lips and relaxed her bowels. A huge brown turd slid its way out of her anus and pushed its way past the child's lips to stretch her mouth to breaking point. Amada's eyes streamed at the taste and smell that assailed her. The foulest of flavours erupted into her taste buds while the feel of the slimy log made her start to barf and retch. It was only with a super human effort that she managed to stop her self from doing so and start chewing instead. She ground her teeth into the ropey turd gradually breaking it down and swallowing it bit by bit. It took nearly five more minutes for the burden to go down into her stomach and all the time she ate her brown love she was rewarded by the sound of her Mistresses praise as she urged her on. Presently it ended and she opened her mouth to gasp for breath her lips and chin dripping with shit. Her gasp turned to a groan as she heard something moving towards her, the wet crackling of a long rope of runny shit uncoiling from her Mistress's bowels. "You haven't finished yet dear, there's plenty more to eat so open those pretty lips...." Amanda looked up to meet her hungry gaze, her own eyes beginning to fill with a need of their own as they drank in the sight of Donna's sleek body and gaping lewdness just inches from her face. She loved all of her and that included everything that was of her and came from her, in her mind she was eating Donna's love her special brown love, and because it was hers she relished it. She decided to be strong for her. "I love you," She whispered. "I love you Miss." "I'm giving you my love darling," she answered, her eyes brimming with tears of emotion. "Open your mouth and accept all of my gift." A pungent brown pear slid out from between the pale cheeks of her buttocks as her bowels released more faeces down Amanda's throat. She let it fill the cavity within her cheeks and held it there and then ran her tongue up and down the furrowed column savouring the precious gift from within her lover's body. Then she bit into it and closed her eyes in ecstasy as its essence flooded her senses. Slowly, ever so slowly she chewed mouthful after mouthful until her throat began to bob and push the gooey load down into her body. Long minutes passed as she digested her meal, slopping, chomping and glugging. Donna got up from her crouch and turned around to kneel over and watch her eat, her desperate whimpers of lust competing with the sounds of gluttony. Donna's eyes widened with wonder when Amanda opened her empty mouth. With an effort she tore her eyes away and let them travel down Amanda's body until they fastened on her bloated stomach. She traced the swollen abdomen with her hands, wonderingly caressing the proof of her lover's adoration, and then felt her orgasm as it began to rise up. "Take me there Amanda.... Suck my clit.... I'm on the verge." With a soft moan she climbed back over Amanda's face and hunkered her seeping pussy down onto her lips. She climaxed at the first feel of the child's tongue as it flicked across the tip of her clit and then wept out a river of syrupy lust into her mouth. Sometime later after they had showered and cleaned themselves up, Donna announced that they were going to the dress shop the next day. Amanda could have whatever she desired and as far as Donna was concerned it could be the whole dammed shop. The girl had done well and was to be rewarded accordingly; she would have her satisfying her needs for some time to come. She heaved a sigh as they both lay naked together on the newly made bed and nibbled along the edges of Amanda's ear making her shriek with laughter and kick her legs in the air before giving a sexy giggle herself and whispering a perverted request. The night was still far from over.