By: LickableLucy23
An Unauthorised continuation by LickableLucy23
Note: The site hosting the full story no longer exists and only the first three parts appear to be online now, so I’ve written a conclusion to the story extremely loosely based on what I recall from the original fourth part, but in the spirit of the original story, although my version reaches further into the future than the original did.
I haven’t written from the perspective of a male character before, so I hope it’s okay.
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Part 4
Michelle must have noticed that I had cum, maybe she saw the way I reacted when it happened, maybe it was the look on my face or maybe there was a stain on my pants, I never did find out which. Either way she looked down at me with an evil grin before announcing to her friends that it was time to go. Joan and I were ordered to shower before bed as we were starting to smell,
“Thanks to us!” Lisa interrupted proudly.
“Just one thing before we go,” Terry announced before ordering Joan to crawl over to the bed and then get on to it and lay on her back.
Terry removed her panties before climbing onto the bed, lifting her skirt and reversing back to sit on Joan’s face,
“Whilst we were out we ate and I picked my food specifically so that I could do this.” She said excitedly.
There was quiet for a couple of seconds then a long loud pppprrrrpppprrrrpppprrrrffffffttttttt. The other five girls burst into laughter as Joan’s face was engulfed in a cabbage stinking cloud of air. After calming her own laughter enough to speak Terry said happily,
“That felt soooo good! I’ve wanted to do that to her for months.”
“If anyone else needs one use his face now,” Lisa said,
“Better to let rip on a loser than have the rest of us smell it later.”
Terry remained sat on Joan’s face in case she could force another one out, so as the bed was occupied I was ordered to lay on the floor instead. Melissa stood over me smiling and I knew what was coming, she turned her back and took a seat on my face. My first thought was that the back of my head was being crushed painfully as the carpet was pretty thin, my second thought was that Melissa’s bare ass crack didn’t smell as bad as I was expecting, but then she tensed above me and a sulphuric stench invaded my nostrils as she let out a loud pppppprrrrrrppppp.
“After you ripped a big one on his face yesterday Michelle I wanted to know what it would feel like to do a big stinky fart on him,” she paused and let out a quick brapt,
“It felt fucking good!” she laughed.
As Melissa got up I hoped that they were done torturing me for the night, but Paige had other ideas,
“I’m not being the only one who hasn’t farted on one of them,” she announced forgetting that Kathy hadn’t either.
As Paige started to lower herself over me I heard another loud ppppppprrrrrrrrrppppppp and thought she had let go earlier than she meant to, but then I heard a whimper from Joan and realised that Terry had let loose again.
“I had two beers with my food.” Paige told me happily as she settled into place on my face, her ass crack smelled a lot worse than Melissa’s even before she blasted out a thunderous bbbbbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrppppppppppppttttttttt. Her five second long eruption sounded deafening to me trapped under her and the stink she unleashed must have been just as bad as what Lisa had dropped on Joan the previous night. The other girls laughed at first before fanning their noses as Paige laughed maniacally, the stench that coated my nose, my face, even inside my mouth was like a whole box of bad eggs, it was all I could do to keep from vomiting.
“It’s definitely time to go,” Lisa said in a muffled voice with her hand covering her nose.
“Just one second,” Paige said as the others gathered by the door, ppppppprrrrrppppppp she let loose another stink bomb which made her laugh again. After a few seconds when she was sure I had soaked up every ounce of her latest butt bomb she jumped up and hurried out with her friends.
Joan rushed to open a window to air the room out, so I took the opportunity to rush into the shower in order to hide the fact that I had a wet spot on the front of my pants. As I washed myself, making sure to lather my face with soap several times, I thought back to what had happened that evening. My mind was now set on the fact that the clique were goddesses in a world of mere mortals and that it was an honour to serve them. It had turned me on to see Terry dominate Joan and it had even turned me on to be dominated by them myself. Worshiping at their feet felt right to me, but my slavish devotion did have its limits and being bombarded by their reeking farts was too much for me, that hadn’t been a turn on, it had been pure torture.
After Joan had showered she joined me in bed, I couldn’t get the smell of Paige’s beer farts out of my nose and I couldn’t look at Joan and didn’t know what on earth to say to her, so we faced away from each other and luckily for us we both fell asleep rapidly.
The next morning the clique let themselves into our room and I was awakened by sudden pressure on my head, my eyes opened as I heard a loud pppppfffffttttt,
“Morning loser, thought it was my turn to rip ass on your loser face!” Kathy told me with obvious enjoyment.
The clique told us both to get dressed, we had to do this in front of them and as I tried to pull my clothes on as fast as possible they took the opportunity to mock me,
“What a weak little wimp, even I could kick his ass.” Terry, the smallest of the group, taunted,
“Call that a dick? Look how tiny it is, I’d have more chance of getting off using my little finger than by riding that!” The tallest girl, Michelle, told the room,
“It’s a good thing you’re a submissive loser as you’d have no chance with even the fattest ugliest girl in school once she saw you naked.” Lisa told me with a mean smile.
Once we were dressed Joan was told to sit on the edge of the bed facing towards where most of the clique stood, Melissa had sat down and slipped off her shoes with a nod to me, I got the hint and crawled over to her. She told me that she hadn’t showered yet that morning so I’d better get to licking every last drop of sweat from her feet before sucking her toes clean. Knowing my place I leaned forward to kiss her left foot, as I got the first sniff of her more than slightly cheesy souls I felt a jolt in my crotch, even her stinky feet were making me hard now. Melissa leaned back in her chair with a contented sigh as I started from her heel and slowly drew my tongue up the underside of her foot.
Whilst I was busy serving at Melissa’s feet Lisa took a step forward from the rest of the clique to address Joan,
“After we left the two of you last night we had a conversation about your future. By a vote of five to one we decided that you are pretty enough to join our clique.” She told a visibly shocked Joan,
“But you will have to dump that loser,” she lazily pointed at me with her foot as she said that,
“And you will be expected to prove yourself by joining in on the fun we’re going to have with him this summer.”
Michelle stepped forward too as she added,
“Before you decide there’s something you need to know about foot boy over there,” she paused for a couple of seconds before continuing,
“Last night when you were kissing Terry’s feet he was watching you rather than giving his full attention to my feet as he should have been,” She shook her head at this for dramatic effect,
“And he was so turned on by seeing you being humiliated that he creamed his pants without even touching himself.”
Joan stood and walked over to where I was finishing cleaning Melissa’s left soul and looked down at me, there was no hiding it, she could see the tent in my pants. She asked me if it was true that I had cum from watching what Terry did to her and when I just looked up at her guiltily she swung her leg back and kicked me square in the balls. All of the clique burst into laughter as I fell to my back holding my groin, I was in too much pain to say anything and before I could roll onto my side and protect myself Joan kicked me there again. As I curled into a ball on the floor my girlfriend, the girl I had submitted to the clique for in the first place, spat on my face and told me,
“You’re dumped loser.” To applause from the clique.
The other girls congratulated her on making the right decision and all I did in response to what had happened was as soon as I could move again I crawled back to Melissa and took the toes of her left foot into my mouth to clean them. Despite the now fading pain in my groin and the attention I was putting into doing the best job possible for Melissa I did hear Terry tell Joan,
“I voted against letting you join and I still need convincing that you are cool enough to be one of us, but I figure I paid you back very thoroughly yesterday for stealing my boyfriend, so I’m willing to give you a chance.”
The others stood around and talked whilst I finished cleaning Melissa’s feet with my mouth and allowed her to wipe them dry on my t-shirt, then the ultimate humiliation, Joan took Melissa’s place sat in front of me and after using my mouth to remove her socks I was ordered to thoroughly clean my now ex-girlfriend’s feet. They didn’t taste bad as she had showered before bed the night before, but it was the humiliation of doing such an act for a girl whose lips I used to kiss, it was too much for me to process properly and I didn’t even get a hard on whilst doing it. When Joan was satisfied I was told to lay on my back so that she could walk over me to wipe her feet dry. When she stepped deliberately hardly on my groin and realised it was still soft she got a mean look in her eyes, one I’d never seen before. With one foot on my chest she swivelled around and stuck her butt in my face as she said,
“As my feet don’t excite you as much as the other girls’ do maybe this will!” I knew what was about to happen but couldn’t believe Joan would do that, especially not to me, but then I heard a loud bbbbbbbbrrrrrrttttt as a smell like rotten cabbage thrust its way into my nose.
“Now you’re really one of us!” Paige told her happily and the two embraced briefly.
I was ordered to lay on my back on the bed and the girls tied some rope from the motel’s store room around each of my wrists and ankles before attaching the other ends to the bed legs, meaning I was totally immobilised. Lisa whispered something to Joan who got something that I couldn’t see from the floor on her side of the bed. I was told to close my eyes and keep them closed until the girls told me I could open them. The first thing that happened was that a girl, who I recognised as Melissa, plopped her ass down on my face and blew a loud eggy fart to the amusement of the other girls,
“That’s my body thanking you for the good job you did on my feet!” she mocked.
Then with my eyes still closed I felt Melissa’s weight disappear and then a few seconds later lots of soft objects raining down on my head, it only took a second for the cheesy smell to hit me, they had tipped a stack of dirty socks over my face. To ensure I really got the full effect of the stench they placed a laundry basket over my head, it did have some small holes which meant I wouldn’t suffocate, but without much airflow the socks certainly smelled strong. When the clique had stopped laughing Lisa explained,
“As you love our feet so much that’s two days’ worth of dirty socks from each of us, so 28 smelly socks. We’ll leave you to enjoy those whilst we go and get some lunch and get to know Joan a bit better, we might be a while, but don’t worry, we’ll bring you something back as whilst I’m sure you’d love to live on just eating our toe jam we want to make sure you have plenty of energy as we’ll have plenty of work for you when we get back.” As Lisa led the girls out their mocking laughter echoed in my ears.
I don’t know how long they were gone for but I’m sure it was several hours. During that time the smell of the socks they had left me with never seemed to lessen, there was nothing exciting about it either, yes it was the smell of the feet of seven goddesses, but without a girls foot in it a smelly sock is just a smelly sock.
When the girls finally returned they brought with them the smell of food, which turned out to be a bucket of chicken with fries but no sauce. This was the food they’d brought for me and of course I had to eat it in the most humiliating way possible. The seven girls took off their shoes and socks and had me bring the bucket to each of them in turn, each girl used her toes to pick up a piece of chicken or some fries and I had to suck the food from their feet before I could eat it. With Melissa and Joan this wasn’t too bad as I had cleaned both of their toes before they left, but with the other five the food definitely tasted funny and in some cases had little bits of fluff from between their toes stuck to it. After a while they bored of this game and I was allowed to eat as much as I wanted out of the bucket but I had to sit on the floor and use just my mouth to eat it like an animal. This got me quite messy so they allowed me to wash my face before they had me sit on the floor between them.
“To keep things interesting for us I’ve decided on an ongoing game for the rest of the summer,” Lisa announced,
“Every day one of us will think of something new to do with you,” she told me as the rest of the clique giggled,
“If the girl whose turn it is thinks of something then all of us will do it, but if she fails to come up with an idea or she thinks of something totally lame or really dangerous then that girl will face a punishment, she’ll have to give you a blow job and in front of all of us so we can see that she does it properly.” This made some of the girls gasp as they clearly hadn’t been forewarned about that. I had never had a blowjob before, Joan had never wanted to do that, so I was really hoping that one of the girls would fail to come up with an idea even after Lisa added,
“Don’t look so eager loser, I’m sure it will be your first time with anything other than your own hand,” Joan nodded confirmation which made the girls giggle again,
“But if one of us is going to put that tiny little thing of yours in our mouth you better believe the rest of us will make sure that you are being totally humiliated while she does it.”
Lisa announced that she was going first. Her game was that I had to kneel up facing the girls and one by one they would step forward and kick me in the balls, once each girl had taken her turn I had to kiss the foot that she’d kicked me with and thank her for doing so. This game sounded far too painful to be a turn on, even though it involved seven beautiful girls.
Lisa went first and her kick certainly hurt, gasping for breath I leaned forward and kissed her foot saying,
“Thank you Princess Lisa for using your beautiful foot to kick my worthless balls.” This made all of the others laugh and call me a total wimp.
Kathy and Joan’s turns were fairly similar, the pain was worse each time but I managed to thank them both as instructed. Terry took a run up as she was considerably smaller than the others and she got a cheer when her kick was hard enough to make me keel over. Then came Michelle, with her long legs I knew that her kick was going to hurt and it was the first to bring tears to my eyes as she didn’t hesitate to point out to the others. Melissa’s kick was even worse, she stepped up like she was taking a penalty at soccer and drove her foot so firmly into my crotch that it was a whole minute before I could crawl over and weakly kiss her foot. Last up was Paige, she said as I was too weak to get up I could just lay on my back, for a few seconds I thought that she was taking pity on me, but instead she jumped and landed foot first right on my dick and balls, that hurt so much that I actually passed out for a few seconds. When I woke Paige’s foot was over my mouth so that I could kiss it and stumble over thanking her, she knelt down by my head pretending to check I was okay and just as I started to believe she was really concerned she turned and thrust her butt onto my face just as a loud bbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrpppppppppttttt signalled the long sulphuric fart that she let rip over me, as I was still sucking in air to recover from her kick I inhaled a lot of that stink bomb.
“Nice deep breaths,” she told me between laughter,
“A loser like you was born to suck my farts!”
Once I had regained my breath and Paige had satisfied herself that she didn’t have another fart for me I was allowed to wash my face again before I was ordered to pull down my pants so Melissa could fit a cock cage on my limp dick, she explained,
“You’re having far too much fun creaming your undies every time you worship our feet, so from now on you only get to cum when we let you. I know you could get this off with the right tools but if you do so then we’ll kick you in the balls twenty times each and after that I doubt you’ll ever be able to get hard again!”
This latest act of control made itself felt as I was spending several hours at the girls feet whilst they chatted, texted and watched tv. I had to lick every girl’s feet from heel to toes and suck their toes clean, then let them dry themselves on my clothing. I quickly discovered that trying to get hard with the cage on was quite painful and the girls took the opportunity to further mock me for as Paige put it “Not even being able to control your tiny little dick anymore!” Once I had been around every girl first Lisa and then Melissa had me suck on their toes for no better reason than that they could and they wanted me to always be reminded of my place in life when I was with them.
Melissa had found another spare room in the motel for Joan, so that night I slept alone and was allowed to get a full night’s sleep with no impediment, although I once more received a rude awakening, it was Lisa who woke me with a truly noxious cabbage fart to the face. That day was a lot like the previous one with a lot of foot worship and being left alone in the room whilst the girls went for a very long lunch. That days game was chosen by Kathy, she encouraged the clique to go to the gym after lunch then when they got back she had Melissa get seven bowls from the motel’s kitchen. Each bowl was filled with lukewarm water and the girls were told to put their sweaty feet in that water. Once Kathy decided enough time had passed and the water looked discoloured as well as smelling cheesy I was made to drink all seven bowlfuls. It tasted disgusting, far worse than if I’d licked the sweat up myself and of course it meant I wasn’t getting the physical contact with the girls that I’d have had were they using my tongue.
During the evening I did get to use my mouth on each girl’s feet, they had me pass around beers between spells of toe sucking. When they were ready for bed the girls made me strip in front of them and with alcohol inside them they were even more cruel about my physique than before. At one point Michelle actually grabbed my dick and squeezed hard before claiming it really was smaller than her thumb, that was really humiliating and not in a hot way, it was unfair too as she was quite a bit taller than me. Once I got into bed I thought my luck had changed when Joan climbed onto the bed, but then when Kathy climbed on from the other side I knew I wasn’t that lucky. Apart from Paige the other girls had moved to the door, then Paige climbed on to the bed too. Within a few seconds Joan’s ass was pressed to my left cheek, Kathy’s too my right and Paige was squatting on my chest with her ass resting on my chin. Kathy counted down from three and then there was a long loud bbbbbbbbbbbbrrrrrrrrrrrrrrpppppppppptttttttt as all three let loose at the same time. I could feel the heat as all three farted on me at once and my face was surrounded by a cloud of stinking air. All seven girls fell about laughing as the three of them on the bed quickly slid off and sprinted to the door to escape the eggy stench that they had just created. The smell was so strong that when I finally fell asleep two hours later I could swear that it hadn’t dissipated much.
I have no idea whether the smell had faded away overnight as I was awakened by one of Michelle’s monstrously loud farts on my face.
“Get showered fart face, our feet need servicing and then it’s my turn to teach you a new skill and I’ve got a really nasty one for you.” Michelle told me happily.
Michelle hadn’t been exaggerating, the task she set me was horrible and painful too, after a morning of foot licking and toe sucking I was once again left whilst the girls went for lunch. They went to the gym after that and again fed me using their toes, only this time all of their feet were smellier than usual after their gym visit. As bad as that made the food taste it was nothing compared to the awful taste that I was about to experience. Michelle made me stand in front of her and then she lifted her sweaty smelly armpit and rubbed it all over my face laughing as she did so. My job for the day was to lick clean the sweaty pits of all seven girls. The taste was like nothing I had tasted before, it was bitter and nasty. Humiliating and awful tasting as this task was it was made worse by the cock cage that was painfully restricting my dick, the problem was that whilst the girls’ pits might have tasted rank and I certainly wasn’t turned on by licking them, what was making my dick strain against the cage was how close my head was to their breasts whilst I performed the degrading task. It was Melissa who realised what was happening by the way I was standing,
“I bet you’d be creaming your pants over and over again if we let you, your head’s never been so close to this many tits has it!” The girls all laughed,
“And you can be certain that licking our pits is the closest you’ll be getting to any of ours, ever!” They laughed again,
“Although for a loser like you I bet even our sweaty pits are enough to get that tiny little thing of yours hard!”
The next morning my wake up call was a bit different to usual, Paige came in alone. As usual I was awoken by a fart to the face, but this time it was longer and more toxic than usual. Paige sat above me laughing and managed to force out three more vile eruptions before telling me,
“Get use to the smell of my ass, if I get my way it’s something you’re going to get oh so familiar with!” Then laughing again she added,
“Better I destroy your bathroom than mine!” Before she did go into my bathroom from where she didn’t emerge for several minutes.
As soon as she came out of the bathroom Paige ordered me to go in and have my shower while she let the others know that she had already woken me. As she totally intended that shower was very unpleasant as the stink she had left in the bathroom filled the room. Until a few days ago I hadn’t even believed that girls farted and now I was forced to spend several minutes learning that they could stink up a bathroom every bit as much as anyone else.
Later that Wednesday morning my cell rang and as it was my parents I was allowed to answer it, Terry looked annoyed when I slipped her left foot out of my mouth, she had been making me lick and suck it clean after she had been for a run and at the moment the phone rang she was getting a lot of pleasure as I sucked on her sweaty toes. Put it on speaker Lisa called out from the other side of the room.
It was my Mom to say that her and my Dad had to go out of state on business and would be gone for most if not all of the summer, there was a big crisis in my Dad’s Tokyo office and he was apparently the only one who could fix it. At first the clique looked pleased as they thought it would leave me at their mercy for the whole summer, then Mom dropped her bombshell. My parents thought I was too irresponsible to stay in the house alone for that long, they were taking both of my younger sisters with them, so they were sending me to stay with my Aunt Lauren. The girls couldn’t miss the horrified look on my face, Lauren was Mom’s younger sister, she was in her mid-thirties and only dated big muscular guys. She didn’t say anything in front of my parents but had quietly made it clear that she felt I was an embarrassment to the species, a wimp, a weakling. On my 18th birthday she had come into my bedroom before I was even out of bed, seeing me blush and pull up the covers she had laughed and told me,
“Don’t worry, you’ve got nothing under there that any decent woman would want to see.” Then after laughing at her own comment she had tossed a wrapped present onto my bed. As I opened it to reveal a stack of porno mags she had told me,
“You might as well get use to reading these as you aren’t going to get any action from real girls!” When my parents had asked her later she told them that she had given me some educational books, thinking she meant books that would help during my senior year they had thanked her.
When I put down the phone Lisa and Michelle had questioned me about where my aunt lived and how strict she was. Realising that they were going to lose me for the summer the clique sprang into action, Melissa had her Dad phone my parents to offer me a room at his motel free of charge for the summer and he said that Melissa and her friends would drop by regularly to make sure I was doing okay, the truth as I found out later was that for the whole summer he had given Melissa a block of eight rooms for her use, it meant the seven girls plus me would have the hallway to ourselves and the girl’s parents all agreed as it meant their 18 or 19 year old daughters could get used to living alone but in what they thought was a supervised way, although Melissa’s parents left us too it and never checked up. Melissa had told her parents that I was a loser but I was in love with one of her friends so was useful to their group as I’d do anything they asked, cleaning up after them, driving them around ,that sort of thing, so her Dad had made the offer to please his little princess as he still thought of Melissa. My parents agreed to this arrangement as it was clear that I wanted to stay in town and Lauren had no wish to have me at her house if she could avoid it. Although the clique were doing more and more things that I didn’t enjoy I still got to worship at their feet every day and the choice between my aunt’s scorn or getting to spend the whole summer with seven beautiful but cruel princesses was an easy one to make. I was allowed to call home for the rest of my clothes and anything I needed for personal grooming while the girls were at lunch.
Knowing that I was the clique’s plaything for the whole summer combined with what they did to me after lunch that day began to break me, after that day I knew that whatever the girls made me do I would go along with no matter what. It was Melissa’s turn to choose the game and what she chose sounded amazing but turned out to be anything but. She put a blanket down on the carpet and had me strip naked prior to sitting on it, then my hands were cuffed behind my back before she removed the cock cage that I had been forced to wear for the past three days. I was horny as hell and got hard instantly, much to their amusement. She then told me that each girl would use just her feet to get me off and once I’d cum on their feet I then had to lick it all up.
Melissa herself went first, she looked so beautiful sat on the edge of the bed with the souls of her feet dangling towards me. I edged forward immediately and started thrusting my crotch against those feet, those lovely feet, the feet I had been so turned on by worshiping and after maybe twenty seconds I blew my load all over them. The clique all burst into laughter and called me pathetic for not lasting longer but that didn’t bother me as these girls were goddesses and as a mere mortal myself it wasn’t surprising that I couldn’t resist them. Then the humiliation set in, I had come down from the high of my first orgasm with a girl and now had to lick up my slimy cum. I didn’t like the taste much and the texture wasn’t nice either. The others told me that only a loser would have to lick up their own cum, but it was a comment from Paige, of course it had to be Paige, that really got to me,
“His first time with a girl and it’s just rubbing himself off on her feet, that really takes the word loser to a new level.”
Michelle went next and I came quickly again although with her feet being the biggest it took longer to lick her clean than with Melissa. Lisa, Kathy and Joan followed, that was really humiliating too, Joan was the girl I had been sure I would lose my virginity too and instead of cumming in her mouth, or on her tits, or even inside her I was spilling my seed on her feet and barely that, she was the fifth girl and I was feeling soar by the time I came and not much came out. Terry and her little feet went sixth and that took a while, the others were mocking me and gently teasing Terry for the lack of results, in the end I did manage to squirt out a tiny little bit of spunk but when I finally managed to climax I cried out in pain rather than pleasure. Paige had deliberately waited to go last as Lisa had said at the start that if I failed to cum on any girls feet then that girl would get to punish me for my failure. Well I tried really hard as after the events of that morning I feared what Paige might make me do as a punishment, but it was no good, I couldn’t cum, I was too sore and I had run dry, something I hadn’t thought was possible. Paige said she’d choose my punishment by bedtime and Melissa put the cage back on my exhausted and very limp dick.
Paige’s punishment turned out to push me to another new low, she disappeared for an hour that evening whilst I was worshiping the feet of the other girls, when she returned I was told to crawl in to the bathroom and lay on my back. Paige put down a shopping bag she had returned with and pulled out an O-ring gag which she inserted in my mouth, then she stuck a funnel into it.
“As you’ve seen we like to have a few beers sometimes, your face is really useful for absorbing our beer farts, but I’ve thought of another use for you. You see, beer also makes a girl need to piss!”
The others all laughed loudly as I realised what was about to happen, Paige squatted over the funnel, my dick would have been rock hard if not for the cage as at that moment I had a great close up view of her naked crotch, but then I saw her tense for a second and yellow liquid quickly entered the funnel and then my mouth. The taste that filled my mouth was awful, acrid, acidic, very strong, I thought about refusing to swallow but I knew that if I didn’t do it voluntarily the girls would just force me anyway and that would probably be painful.
Paige laughed as I swallowed the first mouthful, her flow continued for about twenty seconds before slowing to a trickle and then stopping. She gave a sigh of pleasure before telling the others,
“That felt fucking amazing!”, then looking down at me she added,
“From now on you’ll be doing that on a regular basis and I can’t be bothered with the funnel and gag every time, so you’ll have to get use to taking it straight from the source.”
After that day the girls games, the constant foot worship, the regular face farts all blurred into one but there were still plenty of events that stood out too. Joan picked the girls game the next day and she had me lay on the ground and open my mouth so each girl could spit into it, then I had to swirl around the spit so I got the full flavour before swallowing it.
The following day, Friday, it was Terry’s game, she said that for several days she had really wanted to piss on my face. So I was ordered into the bathtub and the plug was put in. I had to lay there and let a jubilant Terry piss all over my face. It smelled nasty and was one of the most humiliating things the girls had made me do to that point. Michelle and Kathy both had to go too and also used my face. I was then left in the tub to wait for their return from a long lunch. The girls spent the evening sat in my room drinking a lot of beer and taking turns pissing on me. As the evening went on the piss smelled stronger from all of the alcohol and the warm smelly liquid started to rise over me as the amount of it in the bath built up. Late in the evening a very drunk Paige came into the bathroom alone, after squatting over me she pinched my nose shut until I had to open my mouth to breathe, then she started to pee. She laughed as my mouth began to fill and laughed even harder as I was forced to swallow it or drown in it. It tasted vile and knowing a mean girl was using me as her toilet was super humiliating, even worse than when she had used the gag and funnel, but the idea of being found drowned in a bath full of urine was far worse than forcing down Paige’s disgusting piss. After a giggling Paige left the room I realised that I wouldn’t be able to get the awful taste out of my mouth until the girls finally let me out of the tub, but then a worse thought struck, if Paige told the others then before long they’d all start pissing in my mouth. Finally at nearly midnight the plug was pulled and I was allowed to shower before going to bed, I guessed that Paige hadn’t told anyone about her using my mouth as a toilet as the only other time it happened that night was Paige returning for a repeat performance.
The next morning I remember as several of the girls came in to wake me and insisted that I lay still as each in turn ripped several stinking beer farts on my face before going to relieve themselves, Paige waited until last so she could once again destroy my bathroom rather than her own. It was after 4pm when the girls got back from lunch that day and I thought them starting a little later was a positive thing, then I learned the game Paige had chosen for that day. Amidst much laughter from the other girls Paige announced that I had to crawl over to each girl and spend one minute smelling her ass, then I would be blindfolded and each girl would shove her ass in my face, I then had to guess who was who. Any girl who I guessed wrong would get to punish me in a way chosen by Paige.
I think this was the most humiliating task yet, Paige crouched on all fours as I crawled to her and pressed my nose to the crack of her panty covered ass. All of the girls were in fits of laughter but they still found the words to humiliate me.
“Nice loud sniffs,” Paige ordered,
“He was born to do that!” Michelle added,
“What a loser!” Kathy taunted,
As I made my way from one girl to the next a few thoughts struck me, firstly that bent over like this really showed how hot the girls asses were, Joan and Kathy’s butts weren’t as good as the other five, but they were still enough to make my dick hard which was painful because of the cock cage I was still wearing. The second thought I had was that all seven girls backsides smelled strongly of ass sweat, clearly Paige had told them all not to shower that morning. The last thought I had was that ten days before I couldn’t have imagined that girls this hot could possibly have smelled this bad, even in their ass cracks, but compared to some of the things that these goddesses had made me smell in the past few days it wasn’t so bad.
Because all of the girls smelled so sweaty back there it was impossible to tell most of them apart, I got Terry right as she was shorter than the others and had a smaller bum and I managed to guess Kathy, Joan and Melissa right too. But that left Lisa, Michelle and Paige. I think the punishment a delighted Paige announced was the thing that finally and completely broke me, she took me into the bathroom and had the girls help her to secure me next to the toilet. I was knelt there with cuffs around my ankles and a collar around my neck that was attached to the piping. My hands were left free as it turned out I would need them.
“We’re going out tonight, we are going to drink lots of beer, eat lots of junk food and get fucked by real men with nice big dicks,” She paused to look down derisively at my tiny caged penis,
“When we get back Lisa, Melissa and me are going to use this toilet,” she tapped the rim,
“For anything we need and you aren’t just going to smell and hear everything, you are going to be responsible for wiping us.”
The others all laughed as loudly as I had ever heard, before Lisa added,
“And if you don’t wipe us properly then we might decide your poor performance is due to hunger and the nice girls that we are we might decide to feed you something!” She ran a finger across her ass as she said this so that I was absolutely clear on what she meant. They all laughed again at my look of horror.
Several hours later I heard voices in my room and realised that the girls had all come back, I heard the clink of bottles and the sound of cans opening, clearly they had brought plenty of alcohol back with them. Then I heard a loud fart and a lot of laughter,
“That’s not nice Melissa, right on his pillow!” Lisa said through obvious laughter.
Lisa was the first to enter the bathroom, she only needed to pee but blew a big eggy fart whilst she had me wipe her. She laughed before telling me,
“Breathe it in loser, think of it as a preview of things to come!”
Michelle and Paige also came in to take a piss, as I wiped her Michelle told me,
“Get a good look at my pussy whilst you’re down there, that’s what it looks like after a really good fuck, get use to that, you’re going to be seeing plenty of well fucked cunts, be grateful that I didn’t know the guy so made him use a rubber, if I’d let him cum inside me I’d be rubbing the mess all over your face right now.”
Lisa returned a few minutes later and my hopes that the girls wouldn’t really do what they had threatened were ended. Right there less than six inches from my face Lisa spread her cheeks, let out a stinking fart and as I closed my eyes to avoid watching I heard a loud plop before the smell flooded my senses. She stayed there for a couple of minutes, during which time there were a few more small plops, then she stood and presented her dirty ass to me. I took a handful of toilet paper and started to wipe as she mocked me,
“You are redefining the word loser right now, oh that feels good having you wipe me clean, I feel so powerful, how many girls have had some loser wipe them after they’ve pooped!”
When she was satisfied that she was clean enough she flushed and left, but it took what felt like a long time for the smell to disperse. Just as I felt like I was breathing clean air again Michelle came in, she was the tallest girl and I knew ate and drank the most, so I dreaded what followed. It wasn’t as bad as with Lisa, it smelled every bit as bad and she stayed for longer, but having already wiped Lisa I was ready for the humiliation and insults.
Paige was the last to come in, she waited until the others had gone to bed, when I heard them leaving I thought I had escaped, but then the bathroom door opened. Paige sat and did her business in silence, maybe because I had come to fear Paige’s meanness I don’t know, but the stink seemed like it was worse than from the other two. As with the others I had closed my eyes until I heard her stand up, she presented her ass, in fact she stuck it inches from my face and told me to wipe. I reached for the paper but it wasn’t there, I felt around on the floor and then told Paige,
“I can’t find the paper,”
Paige laughed,
“Well, you’ll have to find something else to wipe me with won’t you?” she paused and then pretending to have had a sudden idea she managed to gasp out between laughs,
“I know, you can use your tongue!”
I realised then that she had moved the paper whilst my eyes were closed, I wanted to protest, I wanted to refuse, but I remembered Lisa’s threat about what would happen if I didn’t do a good job wiping any of them. Feeling lower than the most worthless person on earth I stuck out my tongue and licked down her nasty, dirty, smelly ass crack. The taste assaulted my senses, it was so clawing, it invaded every part of my mouth, it made me want to gag, it was so strong and so awful. I licked over and over before focusing on her asshole, I probed the outer surface expecting to meet the usual resistance, but my tongue slid in easily. The taste with my tongue up her butt was even worse, I rapidly thrust my tongue in and out, knowing that she wouldn’t be able to tell if she was properly clean up there, I was just trying to get this over as fast as possible.
Paige had been laughing at me the whole time I performed my terrible task, eventually she stepped away from me and I saw her hand reach back and use the paper she had taken away from me to dry herself. Then she turned, pressed herself to my mouth and started to use my mouth as if it was a urinal. I gulped down her acrid acidic piss, she pissed hard and long but for the first time in my life I eagerly accepted it as it was taking away an even worse taste. As she looked down into my eyes she had a cruel smile on her face,
“I think that proves your true place in life, you were made to be a slave to a strong woman, my slave! The others are all going off to college at the end of the summer, I’m not, so I’m going to keep you. I won’t tell the others how you wiped me or they’ll all want a turn, but get use to the fact that at the end of summer I’m going to find a way to have you move in with me and once that happens I will never be using toilet paper again when I’m at home, your tongue feels so much better.”
After she had finished pissing she flushed the toilet and presented her ass to me again, she had me tongue her asshole whilst she fingered herself to a noisy orgasm. I wasn’t allowed to brush my teeth or wash my face before bed, the inside of my mouth tasted like a dirty toilet smelled and that would have been bad enough, but my pillow stunk of bad eggs and over-cooked cabbage, clearly Melissa and at least one of the others had ripped beer fart after beer fart on it.
After that the days flew by, I couldn’t even remember what happened and when, just a vague idea of the order it happened in. The girls decided that I needed to be available to lick their pussies,
“Especially at that time of the month when a real man doesn’t want to go down there!” Lisa told me
For a couple of days I was tied to my bed and they took turn after turn riding my face, at first this caused my dick to strain so painfully at my cock cage, but the girls didn’t shower during those two days so the pussies got sweatier and nastier as my technique gradually improved from instruction and experience. Some of the girls twisted my nipples whilst I worked, Kathy pinched my ears and as morning drifted into evening and their drinks turned from water to beer I had to endure a constant barrage of farts too.
I had always thought that Joan and I would be each other’s first’s, well we were in several ways, just none of the ways I had hoped for. One day the sheets on my bed were changed and my room cleaned and aired out, I was tied up under a pile of the girls’s laundry whilst that was going on. Then when my room was clean and nice smelling I was carried still bound into the wardrobe, Paige climbed in beside me and the door was locked. I had been positioned so that I could see into the room through the key hole, Paige was there to make sure I kept looking and so that she could whisper in my ear.
A few minutes later Joan came in with a tall older boy who I recognised as a boy that Michelle had dated the year before. I had to watch while the girl I had been in love with sexily stripped off her clothes and once the boy was naked too she dropped to her knees and took his dick in her mouth. She only blew him for a few seconds and then climbed on to the bed. I was forced to hear and see Joan get fucked twice whilst Paige made sure I knew why she was choosing him and not me,
“Oh, Michelle was telling the truth, he’s really big down there, much more fun than that tiny little thing.” She nudged my dick as she whispered that,
“She sounds like she’s having fun doesn’t she. That’s what it looks like when a girl is fucked by a real man.”
When the boy left Joan stayed on her back on the bed, Melissa led the others in and with Michelle’s help I was lifted on to the bed and my head was thrusted between Joan’s thighs. My face was inches from her well fucked snatch, I could see the creamy mess in her pussy, his cum as well as hers, then my face was pushed forward and I was told to lick her clean. If I wasn’t so broken I’d probably have cried whilst doing this, the humiliation was so much worse because it was Joan, but that was entirely what the others had intended of course. The taste was salty and the texture was very unpleasant, but thanks to Paige I had tasted worse so I fought back my emotions and my gag reflex and sucked out every drop of cum. By this point Joan was so turned on that I was ordered to get her off again with my tongue.
A few minutes later I knelt on the floor with Joan and the boy’s mixed juices all over my face, the girls were congratulating Joan on losing her virginity whilst pouring verbal humiliation on me.
“You had a lucky escape Joan, losing it to Zac’s lovely big prick rather than to that loser.” Terry told her whilst pointing at me.
I was allowed to wash out my mouth several times with mouthwash and to brush my teeth, not because the girls were being kind, but because my mouth was about to do the rounds again and they didn’t want to risk me licking any of Zac’s cum into them. I had to sleep that night on the sheets that Joan had fucked Zac on, I could smell her hair on the pillow and their mixed scents on the bedding, but I was so tired that I hardly noticed.
The next morning I spent licking and sucking each girls feet clean before they went to shower. That afternoon I was stripped naked and tied to the bed by my wrists, my ankles were left free. When Paige casually sat her bare butt on my face I just assumed that my tongue was once again going to be pulling a train, but Lisa prodded me in the side to get my attention before telling me,
“As Joan got to pop her cherry yesterday we think it’s only fair that you get to turn in your v card too, we’re even going to make your fantasies come true, Joan’s going to be your first.” This caused a lot of laughter but my attention was on the fingers that had grasped my dick so that the cock cage could be released. I felt something cold being run over my dick and thought that they must be applying lube, then I felt the same thing on my ass, the lube must just have been dripping down.
Suddenly I felt my ankles being yanked up, I felt straps applied and then they were pulled up close to my shoulders. There was more laughter and then I shrieked into Paige’s pussy as it felt like my ass was being split open. All of the girls were laughing as Joan thrust a 9 inch pink strap-on into my ass, I felt Paige’s wetness increase, apparently the vibration from my screaming into her was a turn on. Joan continued to fuck my ass as the others cheered her on, whilst she was doing so Terry was playing with my dick, I hated myself for it but I was rock hard. I realised later that it was a mixture of the pressure on my prostate and the fact that a girl was touching my dick that was doing it. Terry stroked me whilst Joan pumped away ramming the dick into me as hard as she could. I heard Terry announce that I was close and a few seconds later as I gave a final thrust Paige strained and blew a massive stinking cabbage fart right up my nose as I had the biggest orgasm of my life and shot cum all over my own chest.
The girls laughed and applauded each other, Michelle tapped me on the side of the head to make sure I heard what she said next,
“You’ve just lost your virginity from being fucked in the ass whilst in hailing Paige’s fart, I bet there isn’t another person in the world who would have cum like that, let alone have lost their virginity that way, you are the world’s biggest loser.”
That day Joan was the only girl to fuck my ass, but within a week they had all done so at least once, some of them thought it was hilarious to make me cum whilst they did so, others thought it was funnier to cum from doing so without letting me do so in return. Sometimes I was sucking sweaty toes whilst getting fucked, sometimes I was breathing in farts, sometimes I was licking pussy or ass and once after she had been to the gym Michelle made me lick her armpits whilst Kathy was pounding my ass.
I was allowed to attend graduation, but under my graduation gown I was dressed in a dirty pair of panties that Michelle had put back on after getting fucked the night before, I was also wearing the cock cage, a bra and a pink nightdress and absolutely nothing else other than footwear. Nobody could see this so only the clique knew, but I was terrified that something would go wrong and everyone would find out.
I was invited to the girls’s graduation party, but nobody else knew. Melissa had obtained a long box that I was laid on my back inside, the box hid me to the neck and a sort of rubber helmet was then placed over my head, Michelle had got it from a sex shop apparently. Padding was placed over my neck and the helmet covered most of my face, all that was visible was my mouth, my nose and most of my cheeks. I couldn’t see out and I had no hair showing at all, so there was no danger of anyone identifying me. I was placed in a room that the girls insisted was a female only zone, my job was to lick any pussy or ass presented to my lips. I didn’t know it but a piece of card was hung behind the box I was trapped in that told girls they could have me lick their pussy or ass, they could spit or blow their nose into my mouth and they could even piss into me. All of my bindings, the box and the helmet were locked in place, which was reassuring, but the helmet muffled my hearing enough that I realised I would never know which girls from our senior class had used me that night.
I could distantly hear music for a while before the first girls came in, I could hear voices and I suspected that one of my tormentors had led some other girls in. The first girl seemed a little nervous but as the alcohol flowed the frequency and excitement of the girls who used me increased. I tried to keep count but lost track after a while, I licked well over fifty pussies, no idea if some were repeat visitors. Some stood out, one girl was really nasty tasting, a couple of girls were very fat, I could feel their massive thighs on the sides of my head. At least four girls presented their cum filled pussies, these were all later in the night. I drank at least twenty loads of piss and breathed in more farts than I could count. Not many girls made me lick their ass, but one of the two really fat ones did and she blew a stinking fart into my mouth too. When things went quiet I thought one of the girls would come and release me, but it turned out all seven had got laid and were much too busy in bed to consider me, other than Terry who came in at 5AM to have me suck cum from her pussy before she drained her bladder down my throat with a happy little laugh.
At the end of the summer six of the seven did go away to college. Paige had her rich parents buy her an apartment, it had a spare bedroom which I was moved into. As far as the adults knew Paige had hired me as her maid, her parents even paid me a salary which Paige of course took. My parents accepted this turn of events without question as I had just scraped high enough grades to graduate high school and had no prospects of a career, their attentions were focused on my far more intelligent and far more popular younger sisters.
After moving into Paige’s apartment I was presented with a French maid’s outfit which I was to wear at all times other than at night when I was to wear a pink nightdress. Paige made it clear that I was responsible for keeping the apartment clean, including her en-suit bathroom, I would also be required to do all of the laundry, all of the cooking and any other household tasks she thought of, her only responsibility would be food shopping as she had no intention of sending me outside in case I got any silly ideas about running away. I did have normal clothes in what was officially my room, to wear if parents were around. Whilst the second room was said to be mine I almost never slept there, instead my nights were usually spent under Paige’s covers, depending on her mood I would either sleep with my face at her cheesy feet, between her stinky butt cheeks or between her thighs.
I spent hours at Paige’s feet, she loved to have me suck her toes whilst she watched TV, made phone calls, used her computer, etc. I spent almost as much time licking her pussy, she could cum six or seven times a day and still want me to tongue her to another orgasm before she went to sleep. Sometimes she would sit on my face whilst she was concentrating on other things for no other purpose than it amused her to treat me like a piece of furniture. When she was at home she never pissed anywhere other than my mouth except from an occasional time when I was washing her in the shower and she felt like pissing on me. It was the same with her farts, anytime she felt one coming on she would have me in position so she could let it out on my face or in my mouth. I was expected to thank her whenever she gave me her piss or her farts, I think this turned her on most when we were in the kitchen or living room and I was on my knees so she could piss down my throat like I was her urinal, the look of utter triumph in her eyes was unmistakeable.
I was always in the bathroom with her too when she needed to poop, usually she would have me lick her pussy whilst she went, that also meant she saw my reaction when the smell hit me, then she presented her ass for me to lick her clean, as she had threatened she never used toilet paper when at home.
Sometimes she had boys around for sex, she liked to tie me up in her wardrobe and make me watch and listen as she got fucked, if it was a boy she trusted she let him cum inside her and I would be expected to lick her clean after he left. She only took off my cock cage once a month when she would have me on all fours so she could fuck my ass with her strap-on. She positioned a cup beneath my dick to collect my cum, there was always a lot of it as she made me wait so long between cums, she always made me drink it once she was satisfied.
Occasionally the others of the gang would return from college and I would be made to serve them for a few days, but most of the nastier stuff Paige reserved for her only and I don’t think the others even found out about her making me lick her after she pooped.
As a present for herself on the fourth anniversary of me becoming her maid Paige made me write this out, once I finish she says she’s going to sit on my face and feed me her nastiest farts whilst she edits it to make sure that what you read is the truth, or at least what she says is the truth and because I am her property who am I to argue. You might be wondering why I don’t leave, the answer is where would I go? My parents moved away with my sisters two years ago, I have no money of my own, I have no job prospects, I don’t even have my high school diploma as Paige destroyed it and got really turned on by doing so. She made me watch as she tore it up and tossed it into a bucket, then she pissed on it, then she poured the contents of the bucket into the toilet before sitting down and laughing as she pooped on it. She came very loudly as she sat there enjoying my tongue on her pussy, then she turned for me to lick her ass clean. She made me thank her for the privilege of licking her clean as she always did, but then she made me thank her for destroying my diploma too, she looked so triumphant as she reached over and flushed what was left of it away.
Would I still be better off if I left even without any prospects? Absolutely not, I’m a loser, my only purpose in life is to serve my betters and Princess Paige deserves to be served, I am where I belong, where I’m supposed to be.
Note from Paige
I think I came at least five times whilst I read this, so many delicious memories of so many great orgasms. I’m an evil genius, I know this account makes me seem really mean, but I don’t care about that.
You can’t imagine the feeling of power when you piss down another person’s throat until you experience it and that applies for farting on a losers face too, the fact that you can make someone do something so nasty for no other reason than it turns you on. The first time I made him lick my ass after I pooped I was sure he would refuse, it’s so nasty that I couldn’t imagine another human being actually being pathetic enough to do it, but he did! I swear I almost came just from the feeling of power, even now I’m use to the sensation it still feels great, the feeling of power is incredible, but in a much smaller way the feel of a tongue back there is a lot nicer than the feel of toilet paper.
I’m not sure whether I’ll ever find a man who can keep up with my sex drive, I need to cum at least five times a day, if I do he won’t want the loser around so I guess I’ll see if I can sell him on the internet, I’d love to see the look on his face if I sold him to some fat tub of lard or one of those butch women with loads of muscles and short boy like hair, after worshiping someone as hot as me it would be a really nasty surprise for him, just the thought is a turn on! But even if I do sell him he will be forever marked, I’ve made him get two tattoos so far, on his chest is Paige’s Poop Licker and on his lower back is Paige’s Piss Drinking Fart Eating Wimp. If I don’t find the right man I love the thought of me as an old woman sat on his face pissing down his throat whilst I fart on him, he’s mine forever unless I decide otherwise!