Thirteen-year-old Natasha Natoli was a very nasty young lady.
However, calling her a lady was a step or two above what she was. In actuality, she was a bitch.
Moreover, this was before she had ever had sex with anyone other than herself, When Natasha was twelve, she had found the joys of Internet sex. At first, it was just the regular hard-core sites, but as time passed she focused on the lesbian sites. She was learning that she was a dominant lesbian and that she would become one of the foulest ever. In particular, she liked the website lesbianfetishes.com.
A little about Natasha, she was a raven-haired sexpot with a stunning body for a 13-year-old. A 36C chest, sculpted abdomen, long, tan and sexy legs, she looked much older than her 13 years. And her sexual attitude was much older as well.
She eventually was very focused on the tales and photos of domination of older women by teens and young women. She really got off in masturbating herself thinking about a middle-aged woman worshipping her beautiful body and snatch. Moreover, she started to focus on the really nasty stories by Karen in which women used other women as toilets for their piss and shit. The thought of shitting in another, older woman's mouth while the older woman orgasmed from the experience would throw her into an orgasm at every turn. She decided she couldn't wait for something to happen and so she was going to make it happen.
She dutifully researched the nastiest potential lesbian bars in her hometown of San Francisco and settled on one called The Litter Box. An appropriate name, she thought, for what I intend to do there with some of these older cunts. She had already developed a philosophy about the sluts she was about to enslave to her particular brand of perversity.
'I'm going to treat them as worthless pieces of shit, worthless whores who only exist to serve me in any sexual deviation I can think of. I couldn't give a shit about their wishes, desires, hopes or dreams. They'll fall in love with me and I won't care at all. I don't care what happens to them as long as they worship my glorious body and everything that comes out of it.'
Natasha settled on a Friday night, she was secretly hoping to spend the entire weekend abusing some poor older slob of a slut. She made up a story about spending the night with a friend and kissed her mother goodbye. Natasha had a passing thought as her Mom kissed her that she might one day turn her mother into one of her sluts. Her Mom, at 38, was still a good-looking babe and would make a fine addition to a stable of slut whores.
Natasha went to the garage and changed into her 'working' outfit. She wore a micro, vinyl skirt that barely covered her black-haired bush, net stockings held up with garters. She threw on a raincoat over the top and headed for the bus stop. She had lined it up to take the 35 bus that stopped a block from the lesbo bar. She had read, she thought as she rode the bus, that the nastiest, most perverted lesbos in the Bay Area frequented the bar, looking for a femme-domme scene to spice up their lives.
By the time the bus stopped, she realized her panties were soaked from her juicing in her overheated twat. She got off the bus and walked toward the bar, full of confidence even though it wasn't even legal for her to enter. She stepped into a small alleyway and ripped off the raincoat made of light plastic and stowed it in her purse. She also removed her panties, thinking, 'I won't be needing these in there and they are soaked.'
Natasha boldly moved through the front door, half-expecting to be carded and thrown out, but her makeup, body and outfit pretty much fooled everyone. The diesel dyke bartender/part owner had one passing thought of carding the young beauty, but then thought 'What the hell, she's the kind of pussy that draws these older whores in here. I'll just let it go and face any consequences.'
Getting by the first test, Natasha walked to the bar, hiked her boot up on the rung of a bar stool and ordered a gin and tonic. The bull dyke bartender put the drink down and said 'Welcome sweetie, you're new here aren't you?'. Natasha didn't blink as she said 'Yes, it's my first time here, but I hope to become a regular. I understand some of the most worthless piece of shit whores come in here for action. If you know any that want the total perversity experience, send them my way, I can dish it out.' The bull dyke, whose name was Nell, was hit pretty hard by the ferocity of the young tart's language, but she had heard worse, not very often though.
'Well,' Nell said, 'there are some gals who come in here looking for that type of treatment. In fact, Alice Burns over there is one of them.' Natasha followed Nell's gaze to find it led to a dirty-blonde-haired women in her mid forties and who still held up pretty well. Nell caught Alice's eye and crooked a finger toward her. Alice came over in a bit of a hurry.
Up close, Natasha could see that Alice had been around the block, but her makeup still allowed her pretty face to show through. Alice looked like she was carrying an extra 15-20 pounds, but other than that was a fairly decent looker.
As Alice arrived, Nell said, 'Hey Alice sweetie, meet Natasha. I think she's got the stuff you want.' Alice coolly appraised the gorgeous young hottie and said, 'Pleased to meet you Natasha.' While those niceties were going on, Natasha was lighting up a menthol long cigarette and she inhaled and then blew the smoke directly into Alice's face.
Alice said, 'Thank you mistress.'
SCORE! thought Natasha, I've captured my first slut whore and it was soooo easy.
Alice continued, 'I'm honored to receive anything from you mistress.'
Natasha continued without missing a beat. 'If you'd like some now, let's go into the bathroom, it's an appropriate spot for what I have in mind for you.' Alice said, 'As you wish mistress.'
Once inside the old, smelly bathroom, the dominant bitch in Natasha took over. 'Strip you worthless cunt and begin your lessons as my whore,' Natasha said. Alice quickly complied and soon was stark naked in front of her teenage mistress. Natasha continued, 'On your knees twat, the games begin.' Alice slid to her knees in front of her young and brand new owner.
'Get prepared,' Natasha said, 'to receive the second of your gifts from my body.' Alice stared up at the young beauty as Natasha snuffled in through her nose; drawing loogies into her throat, then mixed it easily with her saliva, and then hocked a huge, booger filled spit wad into the older slut's face. The filth hit Alice low on the forehead and slowly slid down between her eyes and over her nose, breaking neatly in half to slide onto both of Alice's cheeks.
Again, Alice responded, 'Thank you mistress.'
'Now you worthless cowcunt,' Natasha said, 'Tell me just how worthless you are and why I should spend one minute with you.'
Alice shuddered as she watched Natasha begin to remove her tank top and short skirt and leave only her stockings, garter and boots on. Alice was in heaven, loving looking at the nubile young body of her new mistress and realizing she was in for an evening of the type of degradation she loved. Alice was married, but had long ago lost any interest in cock. Five years earlier, the 47-year-old woman had finally acted on her impulses to be sexually degraded by younger women and started hanging around the pussy loving Litter Box and having sex with younger women. She didn't know how young Natasha was, but she expected she wasn't yet the required 21 years for admittance into the lesbian bar. But, damn she looked fine, Alice thought. Alice, totally turned on and on her knees, worshipfully looking up at the near naked body of her new owner, was shuddering in anticipation of the humiliation to be dished out by this delightful younger woman. She had to calm herself or she might orgasm just thinking about it. She couldn't help but wonder just what sort of paces the dominant younger woman was going to put her through. She knew, however, that she was in a really nasty mood and hoped for the full submissive's treatment. And then she began to describe herself.
'Dear Mistress Natasha, I am a worthless turd, living only to please you. I know that in all likelihood, you could care less about me or what I want and that's what I love, to be treated with total disdain and to be humiliated and dominated. I am not even worth having you treat me this way and I can only hope it gives you some slight pleasure to abuse me so that I can continue to receive your bodily fluids and gifts.'
Natasha thought Alice must have done that before because the words were music to the ears of the young dominatrix. It was at that moment that Natasha realized that she WAS going to take a shit in this older whore's mouth, using it as a human toilet. That realization, while almost sending her into an uncontrollable climax, was a wonder to her. Here I am, she thought, and I get to do exactly what I came in here for. Beautiful.
My God, thought Natasha, here I am a 13-year-old girl preparing to use another, older woman, as a shithole. Should I tell her I'm going to shit in her mouth? No thought Natasha, she probably knows it, but I'll keep her guessing, it will keep her even more turned on. But, Natasha mused; I think I will foreshadow what's going to happen to her.
'Very good shithole,' Natasha said aloud. With those words, Alice knew her fate was sealed, knew she would be munching on a turd or turds from this haughty young girl. And just the thought of that delightful shit meal was enough to send her into orgasm. Natasha watched in glee as Alice shuddered through her orgasm.
'So, shithole, just thinking about your fate is enough to make you orgasm, well, then let's get on with some of the fun,' Natasha said.
Alice had only munched turds five times in her lesbo life, the latest coming more than a year ago. She loved it though, but it wasn't something you asked everyone to do. Many were turned off by the experience of using a woman as a craphole.
Natasha looked at the slut in front of her with newfound interest, realizing the whore was a scat fan. Natasha looked at Alice, who had her booger filled loogie resting on her cheeks, and thought, 'What a slut, and she's mine for the evening.'
'Now,' Natasha said, 'get over here and lay down on your back, I'm going to have you eat my twat and asshole.'
Alice did as commanded and she looked up from her spit-covered face at the beautiful body above her, and asked:
'Please Mistress Natasha, use me as you will, I have only one question, How old are you really?'.
Natasha thought about lying, but knew there was no need to worry that Alice would run away: Alice was hooked and Natasha knew it.
'I just turned 13,' Natasha cooed, 'how do you like it?'.
Alice spasmed through her second orgasm of the evening, both without ever being touched. She was indeed enjoying her time with the teen dominatrix.
'As always Mistress, I'm honored to be in your presence,' Alice said as she gazed longingly up the long, sexy legs of the teen hottie standing above her.
'Here comes the stuff you worship,' Natasha said as she lowered her genitalia towards Alice's face. 'Open your mouth wide to receive your next treat.'
Natasha lowered her pussy to Alice's face and settled her urethra opening over the submissive older woman's wide-open mouth.
As Natasha settled, she realized she was fulfilling one of her dreams, using an older bitch as a urinal. And, she found it interesting that she really didn't give a shit about Alice, only about her own pleasure. She didn't really care if Alice drowned in her piss.
Natasha found it easy to open the floodgates and began pissing down whore Alice's throat. Natasha knew that it was being swallowed as none bubbled out as she flooded the other woman's mouth. Natasha found it fulfilling that her urine was now firmly ensconced in Alice's stomach. 'How great,' thought Natasha, 'that her stomach is my toilet.'
Alice, for her part, was trembling through her third orgasm in the stinky bathroom, serving faithfully as a toilet and thinking ahead to the chunkier meal she would soon be served by the young tart now urinating down her throat.
Natasha lifted a little after urinating and said, 'Ok, shithole, get ready to lick my asshole.'
Alice watched as Natasha shifted and brought her bunghole forward for some service. She loved it as the young girl's sphincter settled on her mouth and she began French kissing the wrinkled hole. And for Natasha, it was heaven. As a first test, she decided to tease Alice a little and as her tummy rumbled, she prepared to unload a huge fart down the older woman's esophagus.
Her sphincter began to unfold and Alice knew something was coming but was a little surprised when the bean burrito inspired gas ball from Natasha's asshole hurtled into her mouth and filled her lungs with the gaseous fumes.
'Fabulous,' said an exhilarated Natasha, 'I didn't know if I could actually accomplish that, but it's great to use this slut as a gas bag.'
'Now' Natasha said, 'are you ready for your shit meal? If so, beg for it.'
Then Natasha lifted her bunghole off Alice's mouth to give her space to beg and plead Alice did.
'Oh please dear Mistress Natasha,' Alice said through a passion-dried voice, 'please deliver your shit into my foul, sewer mouth. Give your crap to me and treat me like the debased whore I am. My only purpose in life now is to serve as a human toilet for your delightful and tasty shit. Please, please, please take a full dump in my mouth and I'll flush it down to my stomach.'
And so the big moment finally arrived. Natasha was more than ready and began to push hard to empty her colon into the waiting shit bag's mouth.
Alice saw it coming; the end of a brown, stinking turd poked out of Natasha's rectum and began to descend towards her mouth. It touched her lips and Alice opened wide to receive the ropy column of shit. Natasha had certainly prepared this shit meal well and she ended up depositing about six inches of shit meat down Alice's throat and laid another 8 inches of turd that slowly exited her crap tunnel and wound around Alice's face.
Natasha stood up and looked down as the whore ate her foul meal. Alice's eyes were glazed over and she was in another orgasm. Once she had consumed the crap meal, she thanked Natasha and told her, 'Anytime you want to repeat that, I'll be there.'
Natasha had also finally orgasmed from the excitement, dressed and left the bar, excited tremendously at what had happened and looking forward to other repeat performances with other slutty older women.