Natasha's Whores part one
By Will Adams and David
Olivia Smith drove her Mercedes SL through the downtown section of the city just as 13-year-old Natasha Natoli had instructed. The car passed by many of the now familiar empty warehouses. Natasha sat in the passenger's seat with one had down the front of her jeans playing with her pussy. Her other hand was playing with her nipple, with her eyes closed and a smile on her face.
Natasha was thinking about her visit to Jennifer Mason and Atiya Al Salaam last week. After a month of living together the two were completely dependent upon each other. Although Atiya seemed to be more dependent on Jennifer since all she would ever eat again was the cheap dog food lining the innards of the kitchen cabinets.
Natasha could still smell Jennifer's rancid breath when she opened her mouth to receive her mouthful of mucus. Her eyes had changed since the 37-year-old Jordanian moved in. Jennifer looked defeated, almost worthless.
Atiya appeared to have lost some weight since she started living with the 39-year old blonde. Natasha decided she needed to get them another roommate to help keep Atiya's weight up. After searching the web she asked Nova Ramla for assistance; since Nova sold Natasha's scat movies online. Nova suggested the services of Mistress Monica Chao, a 40-year old Asian-American Dominatrix, who specialized in scat, vomit and extreme humiliation. Perfect, Natasha thought.
Natasha contacted Mistress Monica and they hit it off. With Nova's permission she offered Mistress Monica a deal to move into Jennifer's house and have two slaves at her disposal. In exchange for living space -- which would be paid for by Jennifer -- Nova would sell Mistress Monica's movies as well and provide advertising space through her web-site. An added bonus for Mistress Monica was that she could move all of her domination devices into the big house and still have clients in to see her. Jennifer wouldn't dare object.
Natasha couldn't wait to see how the three of them were getting along.
"Mistress?"
Natasha hoped Mistress Monica was abusing the two thoroughly.
"Mistress?" Olivia said again wanting to know if she may have missed a turn off.
"What, you dumb fuck," Natasha spat out. "Can't you see you're distracting me? Since your attention keeps wandering, you need something else to do while driving." Natasha slid her jeans down and ordered Olivia to reach over and play with her 13-year old pussy while she drove. Olivia found it difficult to drive like that, but luckily it wasn't for too long.
The Mercedes SL turned down a side street near an old three-story warehouse.
Olivia stopped and parked the car in front of an abandoned apartment building one block further down, as she was told to. The building looked as if it could fall down any minute. Near the semi boarded-up entryway were two hookers; one blonde and one redhead.
"Here we are twat," Natasha said pulling her jeans back on. "Cherry Willis and Star Malone have some interesting things to show you over the next few days."
Olivia's head snapped around towards Natasha with a look of shock plain on her face. "That's right; these two ladies are taking you for the weekend. Don't worry, I'll be coming back," `this time' Natasha added silently. "Now get out."
Olivia exited the Mercedes as did Natasha. "Ladies, good to see you again," Natasha said.
Cherry, the blonde, stepped forward realizing it was the girl that hired her and Star for the next few days. Both were dressed like typical streetwalkers; mini-skirts, high-heels and sheer blouses with tight bras underneath. "Is this her?" Cherry asked Natasha.
"Yes it is, and she is very eager."
"Good. We always like someone that's eager. Let's go inside," Cherry turned and walked back to Star and the two hookers walked inside the deteriorating building. Olivia and Natasha followed them inside.
The inside of the building looked about as bad as Olivia thought it would. Old furniture and clothes were strewn about inside some of the apartments, which they could view through those apartments missing front doors. Cherry motioned them down to the end of the hall.
As the entered the last room on the left Natasha noticed the only furniture in the room was a mattress in the corner of the room and two folding chairs near the doorway. On one chair was a tote-bag.
"Would you like to sit and watch for a little while, Natasha?" Cherry asked.
"Absolutely." Natasha responded taking a seat.
Olivia stood in the middle of the room dressed in a black business skirt-suit with a cream colored blouse. Cherry ordered her to walk towards the mattress. After a few steps Cherry walked up behind her and told her to stop and turn around. As Olivia turned around, so she was facing back the way she came into the room, Cherry moved with her staying behind her.
While Olivia's back was momentarily turned Star walked over to the tote-bag and removed something. Olivia saw her as she was stepping into something and pulling it up under her mini-skirt. As Star finished she removed her top and walked over to join Olivia and Cherry.
Both Cherry and Star were about 2 inches taller then Olivia, without heels on, so they both shadowed her.
Cherry reached around Olivia's body and removed her suit jacket. Next she began unbuttoning Olivia's blouse. "I know you are going to like this, baby," Cherry whispered in Olivia's ear. Cherry removed Olivia's blouse and bra and cupped her hands under Olivia's breasts. As she fondled Olivia, Cherry whispered, "Feel good, baby?"
"Yes, it does," Olivia said. She couldn't understand why Natasha took her to two hookers that were treating her so nice. Olivia was very confused.
As Cherry continued to fondle Olivia's breast she moved her right hand down under the waistline of Olivia's skirt. Her right hand sought out Olivia's pussy and she began to play with her clit. "Are you getting all worked up, baby?" Olivia nodded yes. "Good...because this all the pleasure you are going to know from us." Cherry said her voice no longer a whisper.
"Get down and suck Star's `dick'" Cherry ordered from behind Olivia.
Olivia began to descend to one knee as Star was raising her mini-skirt to reveal the largest strap-on dildo Olivia had ever seen. It had to be about a foot long and easily 2-1/2 to 3 inches around. Cherry stopped Olivia as her first knee the ground. "Whores don't kneel, they squat down," Cherry said as she tugged Olivia's skirt up around her waist.
Olivia squatted down exposing her naked ass and pussy. As Olivia got into position Cherry noticed the tattoo on the small of her back. "'Toilet Twat', huh? Nice tattoo."
"Thank you," Natasha said from across the room. Cherry just smiled back at her.
Star using one finger under Olivia's chin tilted her head up to look at her.
"Have you ever deep-throated before? Open your mouth wide," Star took two of her fingers and slid them into the back of Olivia's throat. Olivia gagged and retched as the fingers invaded her. "Don't puke, twat," Star said. Star worked her fingers in and out of Olivia's throat causing her to drool in addition to gagging.
In true team fashion, while Star was finger fucking Olivia's throat Cherry moved in tight and close behind Olivia. She reached between Olivia's thighs and spread her legs nice and wide. Star planted her legs in such a fashion as to prevent Olivia from closing them. Cherry then placed her hands on either side of Olivia's head to hold her still while Star played with her.
Once Star was sure Olivia's throat was ready she guided the strap-on dick' into Olivia's mouth. Cherry, with a tight grip on the sides of Olivia's head, pushed Olivia down on the dick' as far as she could. It only took a few tries but Olivia managed to swallow the plastic `cock'. As Star withdrew from Olivia's mouth, Cherry would spit on the dildo to lube it up and then Star would ram it right back into Olivia's throat. Spit and drool ran out of Olivia's mouth, down across her tits and puddle on the ground. This went on for a while until both hookers were sure Olivia would be able to repeat this feat anytime they wanted.
Cherry turned Olivia around and bent her over. She then yanked down Olivia's final bit of clothing, her skirt. Cherry pushed Olivia's face down onto the ground, but with her knees bent under her; her ass up in the air. Olivia could not use her hands to hold up her head and chest since Cherry had both her arms pinned behind her back and a handful of her hair, holding her face to the ground.
Star moved in and shoved the large strap-on into Olivia's asshole. Olivia cried out in discomfort, which landed on deaf ears. Star worked the `dick' in and out of Olivia's ass.
Cherry leaned down and whispered into Olivia's ear, "Ever tasted your own ass before?"
Olivia wasn't given even a second to answer before Star pulled out of her ass and Cherry, with a handful of Olivia's hair, spun Olivia around. Star forced the strap-on back into Olivia's throat. Olivia never noticed the end of the dick was smeared with her own shit.
The two hookers continued to repeatedly dildo fuck Olivia's ass and throat until Olivia's ass was sore and red.
"Lay on the mattress, whore," Star ordered. Olivia moved onto the mattress, which was damp and smelled of urine. Olivia watched as the redhead slid the strap-on off and handed it to the blonde.
Star squatted over Olivia's face as Cherry fastened the strap-on around her own waist. "Open up, bitch," Star said. When Olivia's mouth opened, Star began to spew shit out of her ass into Olivia's waiting mouth. Star moved off and sat just beyond Olivia's head using her knees to pin Olivia down by her hair.
Cherry stepped forward and shoved the strap-on into Olivia's shit filled mouth. Natasha watched as the blonde hooker forced the shit in Olivia's mouth down her throat using the large strap-on dildo. Cherry continued thrusting the `cock' into Olivia's mouth until all of Star's shit was well on it's way into her stomach.
Eventually Cherry pulled the strap-on out of Olivia's mouth. She walked back over to the tote-bag to retrieve something. At the same time Star ordered Olivia to put her legs together and roll back. Star grabbed Olivia's ankles, while still pinning her down by kneeling on her hair, and pulled her legs back over her head. Olivia was now upside-down, ass fully exposed high up in the air.
Cherry approached her and showed her the items she now held in her hands. Cherry held 2 large clips. No explanation was necessary as Cherry began clipping Olivia's labia lips back to spread her pussy hole open. Then Cherry turned around and released her shit on Olivia's spread pussy. Cherry spun back around and slowly worked her shit inside of Olivia's pussy using the strap-on. In and out, in and out until all of it was packed inside. "Feeling full, whore? Good."
"I think we should take her back home to meet Julie," Star said. "You know how much she loves whores like this."
"You bet," Cherry answered. "You see slut, Julie, is our roommate and she has some unique talents of her own. Julie hates being PC, so like you are a whore, she is a midget. One of her favorite activities is taking her short pudgy arms and fist fucking some dumb whore's ass and pussy at the same time; especially when both holes are filled with scat."
"I love watching her get almost shoulder deep inside some stupid piece of shit, like you," Star added.
Cherry withdrew the strap-on and allowed Olivia to roll back down. As Olivia sat up, Cherry had her clean off her `cock' by sucking it clean.
Meanwhile, Star grabbed clothes for Olivia out of the tote-bag. "Here put these on." Star tossed a pair of high-heels, a thong and a cut-off tank top over to Olivia. The shoes were two full sizes too small with 4 inch heels. The tank-top was cut so short that it didn't even cover Olivia's nipples, the bottom hem just rested on top of them. "Let's get going, our place is about 10 blocks from here."
Olivia was made to gather up all of the clothes she walked in with and carry them back out to the street where her car was parked. Natasha took the car keys from Olivia's purse and deactivated the alarm before unlocking the truck.
"You can come out now, Mother," Natasha said to a curled up Beverly in the trunk. Beverly climbed out and Natasha said to Olivia, "Toss that stuff in the trunk. You won't need it for a while."
Natasha handed Beverly the car keys and mother and daughter watched the two hookers escort the rich blonde, practically naked, down the street with her pussy packed with shit struggling in shoes too small for her feet. `That slut is going to be worked over something fierce for the next few days' Natasha thought, a smile spreading across her face.
THE NEXT MORNING:
Natasha decided to drop by and see how Mistress Monica was doing with her new slaves. Since Jennifer was now a submissive slut, Natasha just walked into her house whenever she felt like it.
Natasha found the beautiful Asian Dominatrix sitting in the living room. Mistress Monica was clad in a black leather corset displaying ample cleavage between her 38DD breasts, her long black hair tied in a pony tail. Her long legs also wrapped in black leather, thigh-high boots resting atop her human ottoman.
Atiya was on her knees in front of Mistress Monica, facing away from her, with her arms behind her back secured in a latex sleeve. Atiya's head was facing straight down into the floor instead of to one side. Sticking out of her ass was a `tail' affixed to a large butt plug. At the sight of Natasha, Mistress Monica removed her legs from atop Atiya's ass and greeted her.
"Hello my dear," Mistress Monica said. "Came by to visit the slaves, did you?" Mistress Monica looked at her watch and said, "You have good timing. It should be time for Spittoon's next application of her treatment."
"Treatment?" Natasha asked.
"Yes," Mistress Monica replied. "I'm glad you and I think alike. Every time one of these sluts disobeys, I punish the other. Spittoon is currently receiving one of my special facial treatments. Come let's go check on her."
Mistress Monica slipped her arm around Natasha's arm and the two proceeded down the hallway to the farthest bedroom in the house.
Natasha was amazed at the transformation of the bedroom. Gone was the domestic décor Jennifer had styled the spacious guest bedroom with. In its place were a variety of bondage devices; paddles, whips, clamps, gags, even an OB/GYN exam table. In the center of the room was a metal square frame firmly bolted to the ceiling and floor. The sides of the frame did not reach either side wall, providing access to walk around the frame. Strapped to the metal frame hung the blonde 35-year old Jennifer.
Jennifer's arms were spread wide above her head, strapped to the two upper corners. Her legs were similarly spread wide and strapped to the two bottom corners. Except her knees were bent and strapped to the sides of the frame, giving Jennifer the appearance of squatting. Her head hung limp dangling atop her tits. Between her legs on the floor were a metal bucket and two glass bottles. One bottle had a clear plastic tube running out of it, obviously a catheter, snaking up her urethra and into her bladder. The bottle was three-quarters filled with her urine. The second bottle, with a funnel in its neck, was partially filled with a relatively clear liquid Natasha didn't immediately recognize.
"Ahem," Mistress Monica coughed dramatically to arouse Jennifer's attention.
Jennifer lifted her head up to see her two Mistresses staring at her. In Jennifer's mouth was a ring gag forcing her mouth to remain open. The second bottle, with the funnel was collecting the drool visibly hanging from Jennifer's mouth.
Seeing Jennifer in such a state Natasha never realized Jennifer's hair wasn't blonde. As Jennifer lifted her head up she could now see why. Every millimeter of Jennifer's neck, face and head were covered in excrement including her hair.
Mistress Monica walked over to the bucket and inspected its contents. "I'll be right back, sweetie," she said to Natasha. "Please feel free to look around. Let me know if anything catches your fancy."
Mistress Monica returned in no time with Atiya in tow. She pulled the Jordanian along by the silver chain now connecting the hoops in her pierced nipples. Atiya's tail swayed back and forth with every step she took. "Okay, Bitch, you know the routine," she said to Atiya.
"You're going to enjoy this," Mistress Monica purred at Natasha.
"What did this stupid bitch do?" Natasha asked indicating Atiya.
"Apparently she thinks her diet of cheap dog food is better than my vomit," Mistress Monica replied. "The first day I fed her my vomit it took her several tries before she managed to keep it down. You should have seen her continually eat her own vomit, mixed with mine, off the floor. The next day was almost as difficult. Now she will learn to treasure my vomit, or else."
Atiya approached Jennifer and pulled the catheter tube out of the first bottle on the floor beneath her. Atiya used one hand to pinch the end of the catheter closed so no urine spilled. She raised the bottle to Jennifer's ring gagged mouth. Jennifer knew from experience to tilt her head back or she would choke. Atiya poured the bottled urine slowly into Jennifer's waiting mouth. Jennifer was given a few seconds to work her throat muscles to swallow the piss; she swallowed mouthful after mouthful until the bottle was empty. Atiya returned the catheter tube to the bottle and placed the bottle back on the floor. Next she hefted the second bottle full of Jennifer's saliva and poured its contents into her own mouth. Atiya drank all of Jennifer's bottled drool and placed the funnel back into the bottle and set the bottle back on the floor.
Lastly, Atiya reached both hands into the bucket and grabbed 2 handfuls of Jennifer's waste. She worked the excrement back and forth between her hands to reach a certain consistency, as she was instructed how to do, and then began to massage the filth onto Jennifer's face. Once finished with the blonde's face she thoroughly worked the shit into her hair as if she was washing Jennifer's locks with shampoo. No space on the 35-year old blonde's head was missed.
Natasha could not believe what she was witnessing. It appears Mistress Monica has these two sluts well in hand. `This will definitely free up some time to abuse some of my other whores' Natasha thought. Natasha continued to watch Atiya foul Jennifer as she thought about which of her other whores she might do similarly with.