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Profile 6: How Toilette Got Her Name



"Toilette"



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 WARNING!!!WARNING!!!WARNING!!!WARNING!!!WARNING!!!WARNING!!!

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     This is THE most perverted story I have EVER written (so

far!).  It covers many topics, F/F, D/S. Humil, WS, Scat and a

few things that I don't think even HAVE abbreviations.  However,

it does NOT have incest, pedo, S&M or snuff.  It IS extremely

scatological, however.

YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!  If you don't like the sounds of this,

don't read it.



by: Scatwoman@aol.com

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     "Bitch!

How DARE you disobey me?!" The sudden admonition
from her mistress startled Toilette.
"Mistress Ilsa- what do you mean? What have I done?!" she
pleaded, approaching her mistress on her hands and knees.
"Cunt, you mean you don't even remember my orders?!"
"No, Mistress, I...I..."
"Come here," Ilsa seemed to be seeming with fury.
"But-" Toilette pleaded tentatively, a sob forming in her
throat in anticipation of her Mistress's anger even as her cunt
began to get wet for the very same reason.
"HERE!!!" yelled Ilsa, stomping her high-heeled mid-thigh
black patent leather boot on the metal floor with a loud clang.
"Yes, Mistress," she sputtered nervously as she scuttled
over to her dominatrix. The bigger woman proceeded to grasp he
by her hair, Ignoring her protests of pain and slapped her
briskly three times across the face, completely stunning her
slave. She immediately shoved the girl's face between her legs
and pressed her open mouth roughly against her bared labia.
Taken by surprise, Toilette assumed that her Mistress wanted her to
eat her out again (as her usual punishment goes) and began to
lick Ilsa's cunt in earnest.
"I ordered you to clean my bathroom. Now, since you
'forgot' to do so, I figure a sufficient punishment would be for
YOU to be my bathroom until I can get ANOTHER of my slaves to do
this task. Understood, whore?!"
"Yms, Mrsstrrs," Toilette managed to mumble from between
Ilsa's legs.
"Good, now, lick my feet. I have had a long day, and my
feet really smell, so make sure you give them a good cleaning."
With that, she pulled Toilette from her sopping cunt and shoved her
down to the floor.
"Y-yes, M-Milady," the stench of her mistress's sweaty feet
disgusted her but the idea of being forced to degrade herself in
this way turned her on enough for her to overcome her revulsion.
She began by licking the top of her mistress's right foot, where
the sweat was the least pungent.
"No, bitch, the bottom!" Yelled Ilsa as she pulled her foot
from the young girl's grasp and spanked her with her riding crop.
Toilette let out a loud startled yelp and rolled over on her
backside to protect it from further abuse. Ilsa used this
opening to stick her filthy big toe in her slave's mouth, "Suck
it, whore! Suck all the filthy shit off it!"
After a brief moment of shock and revulsion, Toilette did just
that, and with vigor once she realized that her Mistress must
have planned this scenario- no one's feet get that dirty unless
on purpose. She definitely detected a foul taste on the woman's
feet, and it wasn't just toejam.
"Mmm, yeah, that's good. You know, I can't believe that
even in space, if I take a short barefoot walk through the park,
you just can't avoid stepping in some animal's shit!"
"Urrmgh!" Toilette was no longer very turned on by her
Mistress's preparations.
"Shut up, whore, just be happy i didn't bring the whole
thing back here for you to eat! There are worse things than
having to suck MY toes, cunt!"
Toilette couldn't think of any but she had enough faith in her
Mistress's ingenuity to continue her chore obediantly. Soon, she
had thouroughly cleaded both of her Mistress's feet and had the
nastiest taste in her mouth.
"Good, good, but as I said, I've had a long hard day," (It
mainly consisted of raping the hell out of all of her "personal
servants") "and I feel all gross and sweaty. Now, since my
shower is in no shape for usage, you'll just have to cleanse me
youself. You may begin with my armpits." Again, she lifted the
smaller girl up by her hair and shoved her face in her ranchy
armpit.
Toilette was revolted by the salty taste, but at least it
wasn't as bad as the feet, so she quickly and competantly did as
she was told. Soon she had completed the task her Mistress had
demanded of her. She was ready to get some rest, this punishment
session was going on a bit long. But to her surprise, as soon as
she finished licking up the last drop of her mistress's sweat,
the woman pulled her head back and placed her face over Toilette's.
"Say ahhhhh..." Obsequiously, the girl did, completely
perplexed by this new torment. It's meaning became horribly
clear, however when she heard the odd snorting sound her Mistress
was making followed quickly by the sickening feel of slime-
covered chunks of snot dropping into her mouth and coating her
tongue. They slid slowly down her tongue like snails into the
back of her mouth, right on the opening to her throat. The
disgusting feeling made her gag uncontollably.
"Barf and that's fifty strokes with the cat o' nine tails,
bitch!"
Toilette hated the feel of the tart snots, but she hated the
pain of her Mistress's whip more, so she controlled herself as
best she could, the only sign of her discomfort being a slow
stream of hot tears running down her cheek. Ilsa continued the
disgusting ritual for few more minutes, thouroughly disposing
all the mucus in her nasal passage. When Toilette had swollowed
what seemed to her to be mouthfuls of snot, Ilsa stopped and
ordered the slavegirl to suck and lick each of her nostrils in
turn in order to insure their cleanliness. This was a fairly
easy task for her since most of the offensive material had
already been sent to her stomach.
"Good, very good, you dirty little piece of shit! Now-"
Ilsa roughly dropped the girl to her knees with her riding crop
and once again shoved the girl's face between her legs.
Finally, thought Toilette, she would make her mistress cum and
the session would be over. With that thought in mind, she ate
her Mistess's cunt with renewed ferver.
"Now, my little toilette, I am You are going to drink my
piss."
"Hrrrm?!!" Toilette began to panic.
"yes, and if you spill ANY of it, I may decide that I have
to take a SHIT too!"
"Nrm! Nrm!" the little slave pleaded.
"Well, then, swallow fast, bitch!" And with that, Ilsa let
a slow stream of hot yellow piss pour into Toilette's tiny mouth,
making sure she kept it at a slow enough rate for her to swallow,
at least for now. She planned to savor this perverse moment,
making this prepubescent little slut drink her hot foul piss made
her hotter than hell! She'd have to be careful not to cum before
she was finished pissing!
"You like my piss, cunt?"
"Mrr-glurp-ack," Toilette had to catch herself as she almost
spilled some of the tangy hot urine.
"I can't hear you, you fuckin' little tramp! DO YOU LIKE MY
PISS?!" she slapped Toilette's head, almost making her spill it,
"Answer me, whore!"
"Yss, Mrstrss!!" She managed to spurt out between gulps, her
mouth half filled with dark yellow fluid, and rising rapidly- she
had to take a large gulp that was a little to big and made her
gag- but she still didn't spill any- she wouldn't dare disappoint
her Mistress like that! She was revolted by the taste of her
Mistress' piss, but she knew better thatn to tell the truth.
"Liar!" Ilsa cut off the flow.
"No, Mistress, No!!" Toilette pleaded cringing from the blow
she knew must be coming.
"Yes! How DARE you contradict me!? I saw you gag! Well,
we'll see how much you love your Mistress' piss- If you REALLY
loved it, you wouldn't miss a drop, would you?"
"No, Madame," Toilette didn't like where this was going...
With that, Ilsa shoved the little bitch's face back in her
twat and let go full force- the piss filled the startled little
girl's mouth, and though she pressed her face to the older
woman's cunt as ahrd as she could and desperately grabbed her
Mistress' ass trying to pull it even closer, she simply could not
swallow any faster. Hot yellow piss ran out of her mouth and
down her chin and neck, staining her small white breasts and made
its way down to her almost hairless blonde crotch-which was
aldready dripping with perverse excitment.
About a good thirty second or so later, the stream trickled
to an end, Toilette could swear she must have drank a gallon of her
Mistress' piss- where the fuck had it all come from? She must
really have prepared for this one, she thought. There was a
distinct hint of alcohol in the unusually stong-smelling piss.
She could feel her body was drenched in it and there was a small
pool formed about her knees which were hurting from kneeling so
much. In an attempt to appease her Mistress and make up for the
spillage, she licked the cunt before her clean of the nasty piss
and then proceeded to eat her out the way she knew she liked it
best. Ilsa moaned with pleasure but then suddenly pulled away.
"Bitch!!! You don't DESERVE to lick my cunt! Look at that
mess!" Toilette bent down and licked and sucked up the small pool
of piss from the dirty floor which had an odd metallic taste.
She thought that this was what her Mistress wanted of her, but
Ilsa had a much more severe punishment planned for her little
slave.
"Look at you, you're nothing but a little piece of shit!"
Gasping from the strain of sucking up the piss, Toilette
responded,"Yes, Mistress," she knew always to agree with her
Mistress whenever she was supposed to speak- this usually eased
the punishment. But Ilsa was being unusally nasty today.
"Say it! Tell me how much of a piece of shit you are,
cunt!"
"Yes, Mistress! I am zee worst piece off sheet!"
"What kind?!"
"Zee worst!"
"How? What's the worst?"
"Zee beegeest, smellieest, steeckieest piece of sheet!"
Toilette was overemphasizing the phrase, like a little girl
describing her favorite thing in the world. She knew well that
her Mistress demands enthusiasm, or else!
"And how do you taste?"
"W- What?" This one caught Toilette completely by surpise.
"HOW DO YOU TASTE, YOU FILTHY PIECE OF SHIT!?"
"I....I don't know..." she had no idea how she was supposed
to answer her. A great apprehension began to build up inside
her- an uncertainty of what her Mistress would do next that both
frightened and thrilled her.
"Well, then, time to find out, after all, you ARE what you
eat!" She pushed Toilette back so that her buttocks rested on her
heels and then squated over her face, her throbbing anus poised
directly over Toilette's mouth.
"Mistress, please-NO!" she began to plead, tears streaming
down her piss-stained face. She had NOT expected these sessions
to go this far.
"What?!" Ilsa yelled and spun around, quickly slapped her
twice briskly across the face,"Who is in charge?!"
"Y-you are, I'm sorry..." The stinging pain of the blows
reminded her what her Mistress was capable of.
"I TOLD you that if you spilled ANY of my piss, you would
have to eat my shit, too! Or had you forgotten, my little slut?"
Toilette hadn't forgotten, but she had thought it was an empty
threat. She'll know better than to make that mistake next time.
"Now," she continued as she placed her asshole directly on
Toilette's lips which were quivering with fear,"Show me how much
you want my shit, spread my cheeks and lick my ass." Toilette
proceeded to do so, overcoming the vaguely offensive smell that
she knew would be increased a hundred fold soon. And when Ilsa
moaned in pleasure, she redoubled her efforts in spite of
herself- nothing turned her on more than pleasing her Mistress.
"Oooo...good, now shove that naughty little french tongue of
yours in there- tongue-fuck my ass! Suck it, talk to it, make
LOVE to my fuckin' ass!"
"Oh, yes, I love your ass" Lick "I LOVE it!"-Lick-Suck-Kiss-
Kiss-
"Now- tell me how much you want me to shit in your mouth,
you dirty little bitch!"
"Yes, please! Shit in my mouth- PLEASE!" Toilette knew she'd
better play along- but some small perverse part of her really DID
want her Mistress' shit!
"No." This shocked the hell out of her, and now that it was
being denied it, she wanted it even more- that small part of her
took over and all sense was lost to perverse lust-
"PLEASE! I want it!"
"No, whore, you don't deserve it." She began to walk away."
"PLEASE! MISTRESS! NO! I REALLY want it!" she scrambled
over to her Mistress' feet and grabbed her ass and licked, sucked
and kissed it voraciously-"PLEASE, GOD, OH PLEASE!" she sighed
with lust-filled breath.
"Good." Ilsa violently grabbed the little french girl's
forehead and sat down on her face and let loose a long wet fart
that splattered on Toilette's face who hungrily licked her beloved
Mistress' ass and devoured the first bits of Ilsa's load. The
vile smell she once despised was now the biggest turn-on in the
World! Then Ilsa let loose the first sticky, wet smelly soft
shit right in Toilette's mouth. Toilette was surprised at first and
her first instinct was to pull away but Ilsa's firm grip on her
head made this impossible. She tasted the shit with her tongue,
but before she could decide whether or not she could stomache it,
the brown slimy thing was forcing its way deeper into her mouth!
To avaoid choking, she began chewing it, spreading its taste
around her mouth. She had to swallow in spite of her natural
urges to barf which she managed to supress for the moment. The
excess shit gathered about her lips and on her chin. She tried
to shove it back in her mouth with her fingers, but some of it
still dropped onto the floor. Once she finished the first piece,
she began licking her Mistress' ass clean, but when she stuck her
shit-and-piss-stained tongue up her ass, she tasted the tip of
ANOTHER piece! This one came out much faster, it was softer and
tasted even more stongly like foul dogshit! This one was bigger
and she had to swallow without chewing in order not to spill much
of it. She squished into smaller pieces with her tongue and
gulped down piece after piece of the raunchy shit. After that
piece, she felt Ilsa's asshole dialate and a HUGE solid shit with
yellowish-green streaks and peanut-looking things in it began to
emerge! It smelled worse than a stablefull of horseshit and must
have been two inches wide and a foot long! Toilette
chewed and chewed and swalloed as much as fast as she could- she
gagged on a particularly large piece of it and half-barfed,
filling her mouth with regurgitated shit, hald decomposed by her
own acidic fluids! Ilsa seemed ignorant of Toilette's plight and
the shit kept on coming, forcing some of the barf out of Toilette's
bulging mouth and onto the floor. Toilette had no chopice but to
force herself to swallow her own vomit and continue eating the
rest of the shit which was getting wider now that she was
apporaching the middle of it. The last six inches of it seemed
to last forever and she thought she'd suffocate if this didn't
end soon- some of the shit-barf had made it up into her nose and
clogged it up. Ilsa's anus finally contracted on the end of the
shit and Toilette munched and gulped until she had the whole thing
in her mouth. Before she even started to chew the tremendous
mouthful of shit, she opened her mouth and gasped a deep breath
air, but all she got was foul-smelling fart, and just as she was
about to finish her intake, a large stream of diarrhea exploded
out of Ilsa's ass and right into her mouth! Toilette was shocked
and glued her mouth to her Mistress' asshole in an attempt to
drink it all down as she finished off the remnants of that last
collossal shit. The diarrhea went down much easier even though
it was inundated with shit-chunks. However, it was flowing so
stongly that she couldn't stop it from spilling over, no matter
how tightly she sealed her lips to her Mistress' anus. It ran
down her chin even as she swallowed vigorously for all she was
worth! The diarrhea was amazingly foul and tasted of piss and
sperm- undoubtedly her mistress had been fucked up the ass and
given direct piss enemas to prepare for this little session. All
this preparation made Toilette feel extremely special and she
swallowed the disgusting anal treat with renewed appreciation.
About this time, she was feeling very full and was farting
uncontollably. To her surprise, she herself let a long, soft
shit out and it dropped right between her feet just as a hot
stream of piss broke from her clit and splattered all over
herself and the floor. The relief was heaven and she swallowed
down the viscous diarrhea voraciously. Unfortunately, and to her
disappointment, the flood of diarrhea finally ended with a few
long, wet farts and there was no more to come. There was still
some of that last chunk in her mouth and quite a bit of diarrhea
when Ilsa suddenly pulled away before Toilette could finish what
was in her mouth and properly lick her Mistress' asshole clean-
mIlsa quickly spun around and grabbed Toilette by the hair with one
hand and pulled her head all the way back into a position that
made it impossible to swallow- she looked crazed with horniness.
Toilette moved to clean off her mouth and chin, but before she
could, Ilsa stopped her verbally.
"No! Don't touch it!" She looked at the mess on the floor
and suctioned up a large amount of hers and Toilette's piss with a
turkey baster she usually used for enemas. "You've got to clean
up after yourself, little piggy!" Ilsa squirted the piss into
Toilette's mouth and she found that she could swallow the piss in
small amounts, even in this position. She did so as Ilsa sucked
up the more of the piss and squirted it into her mouth. Finally,
all the piss had been sucked up and Toilette still had about half a
mouthful left to go when Ilsa feverently commanded her: "Don't
Swallow! Don't Swallow!"- Ilsa then picked up heaping handful
after handful of the shit debris and shoved it in Toilette's mouth,
including Toilette's own shit! Once she had shoved it all in, she
smeared the extra all over Toilette's face, hair, neck and tits.
She then looked at the filthy little frech girl, enjoying her
humiliation. Then she slipped her hand between the girl's narrow
white thighs and found the dripping wet cunt- Toilette moaned
through the mouthful of shit and piss and gyrated in response.
"Look at you, you filthy little whore, this turns you on,
doesn't it?!" She yelled suddenly fingerfucking her, Toilette
groaned and nodded, closing her eyes in ecstacy-a bit of shit
escaped her parted lips as she slid on her mistress' furiously
working fingers. "Fuckin' whore, take this!!" Said Ilsa as she
whipped out her double-dildo and fucked Toilette's dripping cunt
and shitty asshole simultaneously. "Don't swallow!!" she ordered
again as she fucked the little bitch who was pushing herself on
the dildo harder and faster. Overcome with lust, Ilsa shoved her
mouth down on the disgusting shit-covered lips of her favorite
slave as she continued double-dildo fucking her and fingered her
own cunt and ass. She parted the little slut's lips with her
tongue and forced her way inside, deep kissing the little whore-
feasting on the soft disgustingly foul yet exciting combination
of shit, diarrhea and piss. She devoured the shit from Toilette's
mouth sloppily, the taste of her own shit mingled with her
sexslave's turning her on more than the ever fantasized was
possible. As the girl began to moan, Ilsa frigged herself
faster, harder and deeper, eating the both of them eating the
shit with lustful hunger. Their tongues touched through the mass
of shit and the two came together, shit filling their starving
mouths, entwined in their lustful tongues, and smothering their
beautiful flushed faces. They collapsed to the ground and Ilsa
turned to her slave and caressed her shit-covered face and hair
lovingly. She laid there upon her exhausted slave and chuckled
remembering that it was SHE who had forgotten to TELL her slave
to clean the bathroom.
"Now, my dearest little shit, how do you taste?"
"Delicious, My Mistress, Delicious," Toilette replied
honestly.
"Very good, bitch, and next time?" she grabbed her by the
hair and pulled her face close to her own,"I won't be so easy on
you!"

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