Date: Mon, 4 Oct 2021 20:15:56 +0000 (UTC) From: Ash Eater Subject: Wanted Dog walker c. 42 (scat) There will be a hint of Scat in this chapter. It's not something that really turn me on, and will probably not make an appearance again, but the slave has reached the stage of its journey where experiencing it directly was inevitable Thank you for all the feedback. If you have enjoyed this, and the other stories on nifty please consider donating https://donate.nifty.org/ I had spent the last fifteen minutes naked in Tim's office, as he continued with his conference call. Naked except for the fact that both his trainers were swinging between my legs having been tied to my balls. Three minutes into the call, he instructed me to squat. Waving his hand up and down and down guiding my movement. My legs were beginning to ache and the pressure of the weight on my balls was also beginning to take a toll. "Need a rest?" "Yes Sir" "Tough shit. Now give me thirty star jumps" After ten the extra weight between my balls became almost unbearable but I did my best to persevere, "Twenty nine , Thirty" Back to the squats. each squat was now taking me twenty-seconds or more, the pain in my legs, and balls, was excruciating I just wanted to collapse. By the time I reached fifty, my knees buckle and I was a heap on the floor. Tim walked over, kicked me in the side , the pushing my body down, he stood on my back , and began to lift himself on his toes, before digging the heels into my flesh. "I imagine that this exercise is terribly uncomfortable for you, and you would rather that I stopped?" I remained silent, he dug his heel into me"Answer me" "Yes Sir" "Yes what, Yes it's uncomfortable, or Yes you want me so stop?" "Please Stop Sir" "Only if you admit to being a pathetic cum hungry pig" He dug his heel in again. "What are you ?""A cum hungry pig. Sir" I whispered. "I can't hear you. " "A cum hungry pig Sir" I repeated louder "I can hear you but I want the guy outside too as well" He kicked the side of my ribs "After me, and I want you to shout it" "I " "I" "am" "am" "a fucking" "a fucking" "cum hungry" "cum hungry" "piss drinking " piss drinking" "cock sucking" "cock sucking" "pig slave" "pig slave" All together and as loud as you can. Tim stepped off me "I am a fucking cum hungry piss drinking cock sucking pig slave Sir" I said as loud as I could my voice cracking under the strain. "You don't have to shout, I think its obvious that you are by just looking at you" He walked back to his seat. "I think you have some work to Finish off these shoes" He spat on the leather, sat back, "get worshipping boy" Being called boy by someone who was at least 15 years younger than me came as a shock, but Tim was asserting his authority over me, and I knew that obeying and worshipping his shoes was the only way to acknowledge it. Finally my tongue made contact with the shiny leather of Tim's shoes, it moved back and for the across the surface every single millimetre was glistening from my saliva. "Excellent job, I can feel that young on my toes. I continued to worship for the next ten tis fifteen minutes alternating from one shoe to the next. Suddenly I felt the chain round my neck being pulled. "kneel Now" As I got into position Tim slid off his right shoe. He pushed my face into it "Inhale and show me how much you love that smell." I inhaled deeply, the sweet muskiness was intoxicating, and when Tim began to move the shoe away I moved my head so that my nose was still inside. You really do get off on smells don't you?" He slid off his other shoe. "Here sniff that one too" I'll be back in five minutes. I was alone in the office, a shoe in each hand and alternated sniffing each one inhaling the scent from Tim's feet. I accidentally dropped one, as I picked it up I had an idea. I slid my hand inside and scraped the damp lint from his socks that had settled in the front. I did the same with the other shoe. I first inhaled then placed it on my tongue, allowing the flavours to be absorbed, then swallowed. As I did Tim returned. He smiled. "Looks as if I'm taking you home with me tonight I'm looking forward to see how much of a pig you really are. I have plenty of shoes for you to scavenge some dinner from" Two hours later I was kneeling on the floor of Tim's flat. We were both naked. He had spent the last twenty mines spitting in my face, every few minutes I had to close my eyes to try and clear the rivers of saliva that were in danger of blinding me. "Come on pig show me how much you like this. I hung my tongue out of me mouth in an attempt show how much I was appreciating his gift. "Pathetic, trying to pretend you are a dog, you're a pig, I want to hear pig noises" He pulled the collar around my neck closer to him, and stuck his tongue down my mouth. This led to a semi passionate kiss, as I was getting into it Tim cleared his throat and a ball mod phlegm hit the back of min. He pushed me back and I grunted and let out a loud OINK. "That's better, Follow me" He stood up opened a box of chocolates, a he dropped a chocolate on the floor. He looked at me, looked at the chocolate and back. `Come on piggy eat" I leant down and took the chocolate in my mouth" I hunted and tinkled in appreciation. He started to walk, every few steps and other chocolate was dropped, followed by another grunt and an oink, the speed at which the chocolates were dropped increased so by the time we had returned from the kitchen, half the box had been eaten, my mouth was full, and my oinks were barely intelligible. "Good piggy." He rubbed my belly and clamped my mouth shut . "Chew and swallow" It took a couple of minutes before my mouth was empty. Tim lifted his camera, and took a photo. A minute or so later the telltale ping of a new message He lifted it and showed me, I looked blankly, I'd almost forgotten what it was like to read. Above the message however was a picture of me, glistening from Tim's spit and a sticky chocolate drool around my mouth. "I forgot animals can't read. Kyle thinks you look like a cute little pig, and wonders if he needs to build a sty rather than a kennel in the back garden. Now time to wash off and wash down all that chocolate" Tim bent down and grabbed the collar. Pulling me up into a standing position he dragged me behind him towards his bathroom. "Get in there" He pointed to his bath. I obeyed and knowing what was likely to happen I knelt down. "Fuck off, no second guessing on my watch, lie down" Ashamed that I could have been accused of leading Tim along in my humiliation IO lay down in the bath my head lying against the bottom. "Open wide" A stream of piss hit my face, my eyes were screwed up but I could sense that Tim was directing his cock so that the urine was alternating between filling my mouth and cleaning off the chocolate stain I wallowed in the pool of piss that built up behind my head, He pulled me up and laughed." I'm not sure if that's any better, ah well. Now get out." As I did Tim leet out a huge fart. He lifted the toilet lid and sat down. As he did a smile came over his face. "I have an idea . He beckoned me closer with hie forefinger, and stuck it on my mouth. I sucked out for some thirty-second, before he withdrew and shoved his hand between his legs. The finger was now covered in shit. He traced his fingers around my lips , then took a tissue and wiped the remains shit off it. "Open wide" He shoved the tissue in my mouth. "Chew and swallow" He shoved the tissue in my mouth, and waited. The taste of shit was thankfully feint, but by now the odour under my nose was less so, and I began to retch. "If you dare puke you'll be eating that and licking this arse clean. Now swallow" I began to chew ,the tissue was now a mushy mass in my mouth. I was preparing to chew when Tim held out id hand. "Spit" I spat out the contents, and with some relief watchers it was dropped into the toilet bowl. "Don't look so relieved" your mouth is surrounded by it. You have a choice, you lick it off now, or you go to sleep with it, and what's ever left will stay on for your journey top the office tomorrow. What's it to be? " Two fears ran through my brain, the humiliation of travelling on the Central line with shit smears on my face, and how Tim was planning on ensuring that it would stay there overnight. I screwed my eyes up and stuck out my tongue and began to lick. "Excellent Kyle promised me a grand if I could get you to try scat tonight. Don't worry as long as he's your master he won't put you through it again. Of course if you enjoy it, I'm sure we can come to an arrangement." As he spoke he spread another layer on my upper lip.