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=================================== The Senator's Wife, Part 8
Hi! My name is Sharon Cannon, though I don't use that name anymore, for fear that the police will find me. If you read the first parts of this story, you know that I'm a 24 year old, very good-looking blonde (not what I think, what others tell me). I described myself in Part 1, too - long blonde hair, green eyes, nice white and even teeth, snub nose, good complexion, 5'6" tall, 110 pounds, full B-cup breasts - that's me.
I was kidnapped by a gang of lesbian radicals who wanted to punish my husband, a United States Senator. They set out to humiliate and embarrass me, and to everyone's surprise, we found out that I loved it! I became a toilet slut to the other girls in the gang. Not a slave, mind you, but a slut. I don't like people ordering me around, but I've come to absolutely adore having women shit on me, and pee on me. I cum and cum and cum, endlessly, when I see the first drops of yellow piss coming from a woman's body, headed for my eager and willing mouth.
After I escaped with the other members of the group to a secluded villa on the Pacific coast of Mexico, we were free to have sex the way that we all found that we liked it. Dirty, hot and exclusively lesbian.
The other females with me were 27 year old Mirella, the first gang member I came to know, and love; 34 year old Laura, a former lover of Mirella's; Theresa and Marie, Laura's 13 and 14 year old daughters; Suz, an 18 year old initiate to the group; 30 year old Christine and her current lover, 36 year old Molly, who had left her husband for Christine; and Helen, Molly's 15 year old daughter. There were no males, and we were happy to keep it that way.
If you will recall from Part 4, Suz and I had run across 2 young girls on the beach, Maria, age 10, and her sister Sylvy, age 9. Both girls had been tragically orphaned when their parents were killed in an auto accident in the wilds of Mexico. The 2 girls were desperately in need of rescuing, and Suz and I were determined to help them. ==================================================
"Where are we going, Mommy? Maria asked me. The sweet ten year old girl, who came to us through a tragedy that wiped out nearly all of her family, and of whom we all thought of as one of our daughters, smiled up at me, trusting me, and her other mothers, completely.
"We're going to the police station, honey. Captain Ortiz would like to meet you, and make sure that you're being cared for properly. You remember what I taught you to say, right?" Her blue eyes nearly broke my heart, with her look of trust. But it was important that we leave the police Captain with the right impression, or our covers could be blown.
That would be unfortunate, as we were living in a true Paradise, free to live our lives as we desired.
"Yes, mommy, I remember it all," Maria responded, smiling. I was pretty sure that she would do well, but still, kids....
We arrived at the police station in the town of Costa La Paz, and were quickly ushered into the Captain's office. Far from the image I first conjured up of a rural police Captain's ramshackle office, Captain Ortiz's office was beautifully appointed, with sturdy oak desk, credenza, a long brocade sofa, bookshelves loaded with a myriad of police and non-police texts in both English and Spanish, and lovely woven objets d'art apparently created by local craftspeople. Clearly the Captain was a person with taste.
After Maria and I got settled in the two chairs facing the Captain's desk, she entered.
Brusquely, she introduced herself. I had met her previously at town meetings, at which we had discussed some mutual interests, but she had never met Maria. Maria was quite gracious in meeting her, standing and curtseying as she gave her name. I saw a small smile break into the otherwise stern face of the Captain. She was quite attractive, 5' 6", tall for the women of her community, and with finer features than the Indian women who constituted the bulk of the population. Clearly, she had more of a Spanish heritage than anything else.
She launched into the interview without wasting any time. As I already knew, her English was excellent. She had studied police sciences at UC-B.
"Maria, I must ascertain whether you are being cared for properly, do you understand what that means?" she asked with a smile.
"Yes, you want to know that Mommy Sharon and my other mommies are taking care of me, and keeping me healthy, and schooling me properly," Maria replied, her eyes on the Captain's.
"Please call me Linda," the Captain said.
"Doesn't that mean `pretty' in Spanish?" Maria asked. The Captain nodded.
"How did your mommy know you were going to be so pretty when you were born?" Maria asked. I guess coming from an adult, a line like that would provoke rolled eyes. Coming from a ten year old, however, the effect was charming. Linda smiled, and I had to agree, she was quite pretty.
"Do your mommies take good care of you?" The Captain asked, seemingly innocently, but I could see her eyes sharpen on the young girl's expressions. An experienced police officer can learn more from people's faces than their words, in many cases.
"Yes, they make sure we're warm at night," Maria said.
"And do they bathe you? Do you get baths often? Do they scrub, scrub, scrub behind your ears?" I saw a slight smile on the Captain's face, and Maria giggled.
"Oh yes, too much sometimes!" The Captain smiled openly at that.
"Well, you don't want las papas growing there, you know," she said.
Maria gaped at her. "Do potatoes REALLY grow behind people's ears?" she asked, incredulous.
Suppressing her smile, the Captain said, "Well, we don't want to find out, do we? Now, do your mommies teach you, everyday? Do they teach you about la matematica, the science, geography, and la literatura?"
"Oh, yes," Maria replied. Her face glowed with pleasure. "And my mommies say that I am a very good student. Sylvy, too. We LOVE learning!"
"You are certainly a polite and well-mannered young lady", Linda Ortiz said. "Did you learn that from your, um, mommies at the compound?"
Maria nodded earnestly. "Oh yes. Mommies insist that both Sylvy and I must always be polite. Even if one of our mommies is licking our pussies, or peeing on us, or shitting a treat for us to eat, we mustn't giggle or laugh if someone accidentally makes a rude noise." She smiled prettily.
Captain Ortiz just stared at Maria, and you could have heard a pin drop in the room.
"Please explain to me what you just said. Did you just say, `lick your pussies'?"
Maria smiled back. "Oh yes. Our mommies love to tickle our little cunnies with their tongues, and make us cum and cum and cum!"
The Captain then stared at me. "Is this correct? Do you perform cunnilingus on this little girl and her nine year old sister? Please explain."
"Well," I responded. "Maria and Sylvy were both curious about lesbian sexual activity, as they kept running into our making love, so we felt it was important that they understand what they were witnessing. Later, they asked to join in, and so they are treated as members of our family - which, of course, they are." I kept my gaze steady on Captain Ortiz.
"You are telling me that you will take her panties down, exposing her little pink pussy, stroke it softly with your fingertips, especially around the little bump of her clitoris, exciting her and making her pussy so wet inside, then swab around her labia, teasing her with the rough tip of your tongue, and stroking it around and over her little clit until she shudders with pleasure?"
"That's about right," I said.
"And the other things you talked about, Maria. Tell me about them. You mentioned that the women sometimes pee on you, and that sometimes you actually eat their, um, poop?"
"No, Linda," Maria answered innocently. "Not sometimes. Usually every night, and even during the days if any of us are horny." She sat back, satisfied with her answer.
There was a long pause while Linda Ortiz considered this information. Then she spoke.
"Maria, if I pooped for you right now, would you pick it up in your hand? Would you smell it? Would you even eat it?"
"No," Maria answered. "Not unless Mommy said it was okay to do that."
Linda smiled. "Then I find that you are indeed, well cared for." She turned to me. "Would you be okay if we play together, Maria and I?"
"Only if you let me play, too....Linda," I said. I had met the Captain - Linda - at many social functions in the town. It is politically wise, when you are hiding from important people, to make as many friends as possible while also keeping a low profile. Linda and I had discussed many things over time, including sex, and eventually our social intimacy had led her to reveal her interest in lesbian sex, and other, perhaps darker practices.
It has been my experience that, once the social inhibitions have been stripped away, most women are open to considering scat play, and pee play, and that, given the opportunity, a majority will indulge in it, and enjoy it.
Linda smiled, and began stripping off her uniform blouse, revealing her slim build with attractive and small breasts encased in a Victoria's Secret bra. I followed suit, then stripped off my bra, freeing my breasts. Linda turned her back to Maria, and asked her to unclasp her bra. Maria did so with a practiced hand, as she often stripped me or one of the others almost nightly. Linda sighed as her bra fell away, then giggled when Maria's small hands reached around to stroke her erect nipples.
"That feels so nice, Maria!" Linda said, turning. She began unbuttoning Maria's schoolgirl blouse, revealing her small breasts, as she was not yet wearing a bra. Linda sighed as she looked on the young girl's naked chest, then leaned forward to take each of her small nipples between her soft, pink lips.
She gently sucked on the small, erect pink nipples, Maria's hands caressing Linda's long, glossy black hair. "Oooh," Maria sighed. I could see Linda's pink tongue flash occasionally, as she kissed the ten year old's nipples and chest open-mouthed. My hand went between my thighs, stroking my pussy through my panties, already wet.
As she continued licking and mouthing Maria, Linda's hands went to the hem of Maria's skirt. Flipping it up, and exposing her pristine white panties, Linda's fingers stroked over the small bulge of Maria's mons, along the vertical lines of her undeveloped labia, index finger stroking down one side and up the other. Maria shuddered with pleasure.
Linda then took the top of Maria's panties between the thumb and forefinger of each hand, slowly pulling them down off her hips. No matter how long I live, I will always love seeing a young girl's sweet pussy exposed, her deeply pink slit nearly completely hidden between thin labia, only a slight gleam of moisture hinting at the treasure inside.
Maria's panties slid on their own down her thin legs, to puddle at her feet. Linda pulled away, and concentrated on removing Maria's panties, then her small shoes and socks, and finally, her skirt, leaving the girl naked on her desk.
"Are you warm enough?" Linda asked solicitously. Maria nodded, and smiled.
"Maria, do you think you could poop for me now?" Linda asked, the excitement and tension in her voice plain to me. Maria nodded, but a shadow passed over her face.
"I have the diarrhea now, though," she warned. "My poopies are kind of soft." Linda looked even happier at this.
"Well, let me get a bowl, then," she said. Reaching into her credenza, she pulled out a lovely glazed ceramic bowl. Placing it between Maria's feet on the desk, she said,"Can you squat over it, and poop into it?" Maria nodded and squatted down.
She got an intent look on her face, as she often does when pooping for us, then a thin stream of brown liquid began hissing out of her anus into the bowl below. The stream thickened as the sweet fragrance of girl shit filled the air around Linda and I. I could see Linda lick her lips, her pink tongue anxious.
The stream of liquid and some larger brown particles continued, filling the bowl like a lumpy gravy. When it got to a depth of three inches or so, several larger lumps squirted out of Maria's ass. Though soft, they held together in the mess in the bowl. They were followed by a short stream of yellow urine on the top.
Linda squealed with delight at the bowl full of a young girl's diarrheal feces before her. "May I eat it?" she asked Maria, and also looking at me. I smiled assent, and Maria nodded happily. She always loved feeding one or more of us.
"Why don't you get a little more comfortable first?" I suggested. I was dying to see her pussy and ass. Linda nodded.
"In my haste to taste your daughter's lovely shit, I forgot my manners," she said. "And please, take off your skirt, Sharon. I'm dying to see you naked." We both finished stripping, now as naked as my daughter. Linda was slim, her hips full and her ass quite round and full. In my experience, women with such plump bottoms like hers, produce large amounts of delicious crap. Her pussy was swollen with desire, her lips red and glistening with her excitement and lust. Her opening was wide and pink, but I was to find later that her pussy was incredibly tight.
She only had a thin strip of hair above her slit, directly above the rounded, flesh-covered button of her clitoris. She saw my eyes fixed on her femininity, and blushed. That didn't stop her from staring at my pussy, though! I spread my legs as though absently, to catch her eye, and smiled when I saw the lust in her eyes looking at my cunt. I fingered myself, slipping my index finger into my opening, then pulling it out, wet and creamy, and slipping it between my lips.
She made a slight move as though to go to her knees between my legs, until I said, "Your lunch, it's growing cool..." She caught herself and reached for the bowl. Apparently she had no spoon, as she raised the bowl to her lips, tipping it to bring the liquid feces my little girl had produced for her to her mouth, the fetid liquid pouring over her lips and tongue, filling her mouth. She had such a look of pure pleasure on her face as she savored the diarrheal dessert, occasionally pausing to chew one of the larger pieces of girl shit.
Finally, she put the bowl down, half-finished, smiling. "It's so....wonderful, a delicious treat, you were so kind to gift me," she said.
I smiled. "May we finish it?" I asked. Linda nodded enthusiastically.
"Please," she said. As I took a swallow of Maria's gift, Linda's right hand went between her slim thighs, teasing her clit. Her left hand slipped between Maria's thin thighs, searching out the ten year old's slick pussy. She stroked Maria's clit too, and the girl's eyes glazed over as pleasure coursed through her. I put down the bowl, still with a few lumps of shit in it, and moved behind Maria's small ass. This was a familiar ritual for her.
Maria picked up the bowl, to finish the crap still remaining, while I separated her small fleshy globes, revealing her shit-stained pink rosebud of an anus. My heart swelled at the sight, as I think she's has the prettiest little hole of anyone I know. I bent forward, my tongue swabbing in her crevice, lapping up the grainy brown residue, and deep into her tight hole, swabbing her puckered flesh surrounding it, and the slick, smooth wet tissue inside for an inch or so.
Linda, meanwhile, brought her face to where her finger had been, and began licking along Maria's labia, then slipping her tongue inside the girl's tight opening, which was thickly glazed with her girlish cream. As her tongue lapped around, then over the girl's swelling clit, Maria squeaked as bolts of pleasure coursed through her thin frame.
"Ohhhh," she moaned, the woman's head bobbing between her thighs, as my head bobbed between her sweet ass cheeks. The smell of the little girl's bottom, as always, was intoxicating. The fragrance of her shit, her pre-adolescent sweat, and the feminine aroma of her virginal pussy, wet and excited, made a heady mixture that both Linda and I seemed to enjoy very much, judging by our moans and sighs.
"Mrs. Linda, oh, ohhh, do you still want to poop?" Maria asked, in between shivers of ecstasy, soft sighs of pleasure, and occasional soft, wet farts that she bestowed on my face.
"Oh, yes my dear, I would love to poop for you," Linda said, after reluctantly pulling her wet face away from the girl's cunny. Maria squealed with pleasure. She had not had any shit to eat, and besides that, she loved to watch turds as they left a tight, feminine anus, and she had not yet seen Linda's hole.
"Please, sit on my face," Maria said. Such words coming from a ten year old's mouth are highly erotic, and I could see the pleasure in Linda's eyes at hearing Maria say such a filthy thing. She scrambled to lay Maria on the desk, then crawled up, and squatted her plump ass above the small girl's eager face. I made sure that both were lined up, then kissed Maria on her soft, pink lips.
"Enjoy yourself, sweetie," I whispered, as Maria gazed up at the crevice spreading wide above her. I put my head next to Maria's, as I enjoy watching other women shit, too, and the ensuing perfume of their sweet holes. We watched, fascinated, as Linda's tan, brown hole began to slowly widen, a hot and greasy turd already forcing its way out. A dark brown circle, smooth and glistening, was the first evidence of the treat coming to us. As the air touched its rank surface, it instantly emitted the characteristic aroma of a fresh turd, and both Maria and I both inhaled the pleasant smell. A few rapid fire farts around it momentarily widened her hole, and filled the air around us with her earthy perfume.
The turd continued forcing its way out, the slickness and greasiness of the cylinder causing it to move rapidly. It seemed composed of numerous round nuggets all forced together by the pressure of Linda's bowels, and the nuggets began breaking off as the pressure was released, Maria opened her mouth wide to catch the first of these, and began chewing the pieces of noxious waste as soon as they slid past her pink lips.
When I saw that they were coming a little too quickly for the little girl to swallow safely, I put my hand between Linda's asshole and Maria's mouth. The weight, and heat, of Linda's moist pellets were pleasant in my palm, and I popped a few of them into my mouth. Gloriously filthy, greasy and slimy on my tongue, shit smell filling my nostrils and making my mouth water, I chewed into the hot treats, swallowing Linda's hot, filthy shit avidly and excitedly. Maria and I both ate our fill of Linda's bowel fruits. She whispered, "I've GOT to pee now!" and knowing how urgently that follows a good shit, I urged her to turn her body around so that we both could drink as well as eat.
Linda shifted rapidly, then reached under Maria's head to help lift her mouth to Linda's front. Her piss flow began, her hot stream filling Maria's mouth as she swallowed again, and again. When I could see that Maria was slowing, I slid the filthy shit bowl under Linda, and her golden- yellow urine began to hiss into the bowl. It filled the bowl about half way, until her pee flow slowed to a dribble.
"I'm going to drink the rest of her piss, okay, Maria?" I asked her.
"Okay," Maria said. "Can I lick your pussy and your asshole clean, Mrs. Linda?"
"Yes, honey, I'd love it," Linda replied, as I began slurping the bowl of piss, flavored with the remnants of Maria's earlier diarrhea. It certainly added a delicious taste to an already attractive liquid, I thought. Finishing, too soon, I watched as Maria licked, first Linda's filthy, smelly ass, then more slowly, her luscious pink and wet pussy, bringing Linda to a crashing orgasm.
"Ohh, fuck!! That's so lovely, lick my clit, honey, tease me with your sweet tongue!!" Linda was transported with pleasure, and I thought she was going to fall over. Maria raised her shit-stained face and looked at me.
"Did I do good, mommy?" she asked, always eager to please. Before I could say anything, Linda spoke.
"Oh god, honey, I've never cum like that before! Santa Maria, I was in heaven!" Maria beamed with pride. Linda lifted herself off Maria, then, standing next to the little girl's prone body, leaned over to kiss her softly. I noticed Linda's hand went between Maria's thighs, and Maria spread her little legs wider to give her new friend access to her bare pussy.
Linda and Maria kissed for a minute, as Linda's finger stroked around the girl's tender cunt. Then she straightened and leaned over to me to whisper in my ear. I listened to her, then spoke.
"Why don't you ask Maria? She can make that decision." Maria looked curious. Linda turned back to Maria.
"Honey, could I fuck you, with my fingers?' she asked, her index finger already poised at the girl's opening.
"Okay," Maria said, slowly, "but please only with two fingers, no more, okay? Mommy says I'm too tight to take more, and I know she doesn't want anyone to hurt me. She says when I'm older I can take bigger things." Linda looked at Maria.
"Your mother loves you very much," she said. "I'll be very gentle." Maria smiled, then scooted her small butt upwards a little, anxious to feel the woman inside her.
Linda began to wet her index finger by slowly entering the girl's tight little cunny, twisting it to coat it with the girl's sweet cream. Maria moaned with pleasure as Linda's finger slowly, teasingly entered her up to the first knuckle. Maria's hips were already moving reflexively in response to the pleasure of a woman's finger filling her, and she began to slide into Linda's hand, wanting more.
Linda continued to tease the ten year old, however, advancing deeper into her target, but taking her time. Linda was an accomplished lover, it seemed. I wondered if she would be visiting us at the compound. I certainly hoped so! I would love to feel her pounding my own pussy with a thick strap-on. Linda finally slipped her index finger as deeply as she could into Maria's sopping wet cunt. Her liquid was dripping onto the desktop, echoing her sighs of pleasure.
"Please.....put another finger in me, please, Linda?" I was surprised to hear her say that, as she had been reluctant to overdo the size of what went inside her, but apparently her growth in the last few months with us, and Linda's talented touch, provoked Maria to beg for more.
"Sure, honey," Linda said with a smile. Doubling her fingers, she began the teasing again, wetting her middle finger along with her already slick index finger. Maria's hips began thrashing as both girl and woman worked to get the pseudo-cock inside her tiny, tight hole.
"Unnh, unnh, uhhh!!" Maria babbled, as her pleasure centers began to overload. Linda had both fingers inside Maria, up to the first knuckle, then began pushing harder, fucking into the little girl's twat like a husband banging his new wife on their honeymoon. Maria was babbling incoherently by now, and when Linda's fingers were halfway in, she reached over with her thumb, and baegan stroking around the young girl's small but stiff clit.
Maria shrieked with pleasure, and for a moment I was afraid that other cops might rush in with guns drawn, but apparently the walls were sturdy enough to prevent noises from escaping. Maria came, certainly not for the first time, but one of the strongest orgasms I could remember the little girl experiencing. I could see clear liquid pouring out of Maria's cunt, as Linda expertly slowed her frigging of the little girl.
Then Linda removed her fingers, marveling at the girl's abundant lubrication. She offered me her fingers, and I eagerly sucked on them, loving my daughter's sweet, creamy vaginal fluids, and also the eroticism of sucking on this woman's fingers. Linda bent over between Maria's slack legs, and began softly and gently lapping at the girl's red and swollen cunt, now one step closer to being a woman.
I took advantage of Linda's position, to kneel behind her, spreading her plump, tan ass cheeks with my fingers, to reveal her brown hole, still sticky with some of her shit. I eagerly lapped at the smooth, hairless skin around her dark hole, my tongue intruding as deeply as I could into the glowing, slick pink inside, her shit taste like ambrosia. Simultaneously, I brought my right hand up between her legs, to stroke her fat, swollen labia, her own feminine cream instantly coating my hand. I wasn't reluctant to enter her there, and slipped two fingers into her, her silky lubrication making my entry easy, though she was surprisingly tight. I guessed from that, she had never given birth.
I fucked into Linda's sweet, hot twat, as she moaned into Maria's young cunny, exciting my little girl once again. Linda's hips rose and fell in response to my fingers fucking her, and the additional pleasure she was feeling from having my tongue deep up her ass. Before I knew it, both Linda and Maria were moaning in orgasm, their vaginal muscles contracting spasmodically, as their bodies first tensed in nirvana, then relaxed.
"God!" I heard Linda mutter into Maria's pussy, as Maria weakly ran her fingers through the woman's hair. Linda raised up, her face glossy with the girl's abundant fluid, and kissed me, hard, as she simultaneously frigged my clit. I was certainly ready, even without having fingers or tongue inside me, after all the play we'd had so far, and her harsh strokes over my button brought me to a hard, jolting cum, my legs weakening as electricity ran through me like a lightening bolt hitting me there.
"Unnhh! Fuck!!" I heard someone yelling, then realized it was me. My mouth returned to Linda's tasting the pussy fluids and shit, my tongue swirling inside her mouth for more.
Finally, we all three collapsed, done for now. Maria was slumped flat on the desk, while Linda and I rested our naked asses on its edge. Linda looked at me.
"It is my conclusion that Maria is being well-taken care of," she said. "And that is what will be put in my official report to the Minister of Child Health in Mexico City." She looked at me, smiling. "However, I will have to visit your compound to see how her sister Sylvy is being helped. Will I be welcome there?"
I smiled back. "I insist that you visit us in the compound. I think that you will be impressed with the reception that you find. It will be very warm." Maria and I re-dressed to leave, as did Linda Ortiz. We headed for the door, my hand on the knob, when Linda spoke again.
"About this wanted poster for a Sharon Cannon, the alleged terrorist wife of a United States Senator...."
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