8 comments/ 45997 views/ 19 favorites How I Became a Full Time Cleaner By: DavyLicks Part One: High Speed Interview The party in Zurich had been pretty wild. Two nights of drink, drugs and dancing to fat, bass-heavy beats. I was one of the last to leave... hanging on with the hope I would meet a nice girl, leaving alone as usual. Once again my shyness and Christian upbringing had stopped me getting anywhere. Even with women that seemed to like me. Tired, still spaced-out and feeling a bit paranoid, I made my way shakily thru the train until i reached the final carriage. It was empty as I had hoped it would be at this late hour. I could relax for the three hour journey. Or so I thought. Two rather plump, rather drunk neo-hippy girls came in and took the seats across the train from me. They were both a bit dirty and muddy from whatever festival they had been to. They greeted me and I responded with a smile and the usual blush to my cheeks. One them of asked them if I had any tissues. I hadn't so they thanked me anyway and started talking between themselves. I admired their long dreadlocks for a second and let my eyes briefly dance over their ample, fleshy curves before I sat back and closed my eyes, thinking that feigning sleep would be easier than trying to start a conversation with them. I was probably too stoned to string together a coherent sentence anyway. Besides, there was a definite unwashed smell coming from their direction. I tried listening to their chat but they spoke just a little too low for me to hear anything but the odd word here and there. I was almost drifting asleep when my heart skipped a beat. I couldn't believe what I just heard. I must be mistaken. It sounded like one of the girls had slipped the words "get his tongue deep in there, make him lick it out!" into their chat before talking normally again. It must be the drugs still in my system, I thought, surely I imagined it. To my horror I realized my cock had stiffened and was probably erecting a visible tent in my trousers. I dared not open my eyes. I dared not put my hand down there in case the movement caused them to look over and see my predicament. I carried on pretending to sleep, thinking boring thoughts & willing my dick to shrink back down. It worked fast...back to normal within a minute and I felt a wave of relief and relaxed again. Then... maybe 15 minutes later I was starting to drowse off again and once more I heard the voice. "Stick it in there! Clean it real good". Again my dick jumped to attention. This time I knew it was real. They were surely playing some game with me, teasing me because of my obvious shyness. They were surely looking. Yes, I heard a quiet giggle! Suddenly I became more aware of their smell. What was that? It smelled like... like sweat, fish and... dirty ass! Eeew! It was getting stronger.... I could definitely smell sex but also poop. Had they stepped in dog crap or something? How could it be so strong? Why was my cock throbbing like mad? The smell of shit became too much and I opened my eyes. Oh my dear God. She was standing right in front of me; skirt hitched up and holding apart her bare ass cheeks to reveal a reeking, filthy brown anal opening, obviously not cleaned since its last recent toilet visit. The stink was overpowering. Shocked, I tried to stand but her friend had taken the seat behind me, she leaned over, pushed me back down and gripped my head tightly with her hands. She spoke low & threatening, her breath reeking of alcohol and what smelled like cock. "Don't say a word! You will lick every bit of that dirty ass clean, you are going to get your tongue deep inside her and suck it out! Take as long as you like but you don't say a word and don't you dare touch yourself! If you struggle we will cry rape! Do it NOW! I had no time to think or answer as she forced my face right into the brown mess, rubbing it over my nose, mouth and chin. I couldn't think straight, my dick was aching, throbbing as fast as my elevated heartbeat. My lust overcame my sheer disgust and I carefully poked out my tongue to taste the sticky brown mess. The girl behind slapped me hard on my face. "Stop fucking about and start eating up that mess! Get your tongue in there! Suck it out!" Waves of fear, shame & lust crashed over me as I obeyed, licking big strokes of the horrid stuff from her bum and taking the bitterness into my mouth. My face screwed up at the terrible taste but I kept licking. I was actually having sex. My tongue, which had never even tasted vagina, was now deep into dirty female anus as the woman behind me pushed my head into her friends filthy backside again and again. The shitty-arsed girl reached her hands behind her to lift my shirt and start pinching and tweaking my nipples painfully. I let out a muffled cry of pain as my strained cock seemed to get even harder. Was I getting turned on by the pain as well as the shame? What was wrong with me? Was I a masochist? A submissive? I try to avoid using public toilets, especially if they stink, yet here I was greedily cleaning the dirt direct from a strangers' anus. Her fingers were having an electrical effect. I had no idea that a mans' nipples could feel like this. It confused me even more than the forced tongue-cleaning I was giving. I tried to touch my cock for some relief but got another hard slap. "I told you Slut! Don't touch it! If you do what we say and prove yourself worthy we will take you home with us tonight. We have lots of dirty work for you and if you do a good job we will allow you to cum as payment. Now get some suction going, I want to hear the sounds! Suck out whatever is left in there!" Obediently, I lifted my hands to spread her bum cheeks apart and started greedily poking her hole with my tongue and sucking noisily as hard as I could to try and get it clean, avidly poking it deep in search of more mess, half hypnotized by this act of shame and degradation, half in shock & panic. I prayed a silent, desperate prayer that she was healthy. The tight grip of her anal muscles on my tongue felt like she was trying to eat me, swallow me whole into that dark, reeking cave of muck. The stinky, gooey stuff seemed to stick to my teeth and tongue as I attempted to actually swallow some. The girl behind me seemed to notice and whispered "Yes you little ass-eater, swallow it all down. Here, something to wash it down with." She pulled my head sharply backwards by my hair and started dribbling her spit into my open mouth. The other girl pulled her ass away, turned and joined her, giggling as they half-filled my shitty mouth with their saliva, still hurting my nipples and occasionally slapping my face. "Now rinse & swallow Slut!" I did as I was told and rinsed their spit around my mouth, in my cheeks, thru my teeth until I was left with a mouthful of liquid spit-shit that I then swallowed the bitter mixture with a shiver and a grimace while they watched, grinning wickedly. "Good job Slut! You passed the interview. Now clean your face with these!" She held up a pair of panties, obviously belonging to the girl who I had just licked clean. They were stained brown with shit and had white marks on them that looked suspiciously like male sperm. I shivered but took them and tried carefully to clean my face without the stained parts making more mess. When I had finished she took the dirty knickers from me and proceeded to stuff them into my mouth. Weak and still in shock I started to struggle but it was useless. Their combined weight held me in my seat and I resigned myself to whatever else they had in store for me. My cock was, of course, still a dribbling mess of a hard-on and longed for some release. The voice over the intercom announced the next station and, silently, they took my arms and led me to the door. The station looked thankfully empty as they took me from the train to whatever perverse adventures lay in store for me that night. End of Part 1 How I Became a Full Time Cleaner Ch. 02 Part Two: Back Seat of the Bus. The first thing I noticed when I stepped on to the platform was, of course, the stink of ass. One of my sexual tormentors may have gotten a good anal tongue bath but, in my haste to clean my face, I had neglected to clean out my nose... It was slick and sticky with bum-juice all the way up both nostrils, and its pungent, stinking aroma seemed to penetrate my entire being. It was both horrifying and highly erotic, all senses buzzing; I could taste it at the back of my throat and on the filthy panties keeping my toilet mouth sticky with girl-shit. I tried not to retch and bit down onto the bitter underwear. The attack on my sense of smell seemed to come in waves... I was breathing heavily through my nose and it felt like I was inhaling some evil drug of lust that weakened me at my moral centre. I felt enslaved to some ominous, dark force of dirtiness, a dripping demoness of filth. I was thoroughly betrayed by the unbearable throbbing of my painfully stretched & straining cock. It slowly dawned on me that I was in for my first ever night of sex... in whatever shameful forms of dirty lust that might take. Shame... suddenly I became aware of my environment again...we were in the station hall, there were still people about! I realized that my mouth was stuffed half open with some of the stink-knickers hanging out over my chin. That old guy over there was staring at us. There was even a policeman we would have to pass! This was my worst nightmare come true... Exposed and stinking... the object of ridicule in public. Lost in my nasty thoughts I had meekly followed these nameless hippy-chicks, entranced, into the most embarrassing situation I could imagine. Shameful dread crept in. Fear. Panic. I started to shake, my cheeks, my whole face burning dark red. I was breathing hard & loudly through my nose. Jerking my head down to face the floor, I reached up and tried desperately to push more of the panties in to my mouth but the dirty girls took my hands firmly, pulled me forwards. "Close your eyes" said one of them soft but firmly. "Focus on the smell. We will lead you. Trust us." The unexpected tenderness of their hands holding mine had me in shock. I just obeyed. My brain rushing with sweet, stinking relief into this wicked game to escape the sheer terror & embarrassment of the situation. They had somehow managed to tame me within less than a minute of leaving the train. I was dripping, melting putty in their hands. A weak- willed victim, being led into who knew what sick, twisted situations these girls could imagine. I sank into the insane, lustful thrill of it all, blocking out the outer world gladly. It felt as if they had somehow planned all this out. I was hooked, powerless & erotically ensnared. The overpoweringly awful smell had an intense earthiness, my lack of sight enhancing the awareness of it. And yet, beyond the dirty, yucky and disgusting reek I could smell other stuff, something like hay, beans, & herbs. Vegetarian maybe ... probably healthy then. The sticky, filthy knickers stunk and tasted of shit but also fish & I dared not think of what other sexual fluids might be on them. It was all impossibly intoxicating, dizzying, as if I'd taken more drugs. Actually, an intense rush was definitely rising. Was I buzzing from second-hand drugs she had maybe taken? Surely they wouldn't have inserted anything direct into their... Again the stink flooded my being. I hated it and yet it fascinated me, charged me with a sexual energy & intensity beyond anything I had ever experienced. Utter fear was the only reason my dick had not already shot its load into my pants already. I felt like a doomed hero entering the mouth of the monster. "Get on the bus, tongue-slut" I opened my eyes to see the open door of an empty bus as they pulled me on to it. They let go of my hands and pushed me on to the long back seat. "Lay down on your back!" Said one of them as the bus started its engine and drove off. Scared submissive I did as I was ordered. They whispered to each other and the girl I had tongued clean walked down towards the driver. My head was on the seat that looked down the bus to the front so I watched her start talking to him. He poked his head round and looked right back at me. What the hell was going on? I watched them shake hands and she walked back towards us with an evil grin. The interior lights switched off. I was momentarily blinded, they pounced on me and, pinching and slapping & spitting on my face. They started pulling at my clothes and I realized with horror they wanted me naked here on the bus! What had she told the bus driver? They were giggling cruelly. I tried to struggle but was rewarded with a cruel nipple twisting that made my whole body arch in pain. With that they deftly pulled my pants and trousers down over my backside in one move. My hard dick sprung upwards, soaked & glistening with sticky threads of pre-cum. The woman I had ass-cleaned pushed me down and straddled my chest, facing me. I could smell her unwashed cunt, reeking of ocean and sex, it mingled with the nasty smell of her excrement, turning me on even more. All I could see was her silhouette as we passed the occasional street light. We were obviously taking a country route. She spat full force into my eyes. "Stop struggling you little fuck-face! You know you want this. You want it bad! We know dirty men like you: shy out of guilt at your own submissiveness. We are going to cure you of your shyness. We are going to set you free and you are going to love us for it. But first we must use you and break you!" She cackled a theatrical witches laugh, reached back and grabbed hold of my exposed cock and started squeezing it rhythmically. With her other hand she pulled the soiled, sticky panties from my mouth and wrinkled her nose. "Will you eat and clean dirty ass & stinking cunt & whatever else we tell you to? " She slapped me hard on my face with the shitty knickers before I could answer. "Will you drink our spit and piss whilst we humiliate you and use you to satisfy our twisted lusts? Again a slap and a hard squeeze of my leaking cock. I cried out in lust and pain. "Will you be our full-time cunt-cleaner slave until we decide your training is finished, you shit-licking little bitch?" She started pumping her hand slowly up and down my dick. Yes! Yes! Anything. Please.. let me eat you, I'm going to Aaaaaaaah!" The intense crash of my orgasm shook my body as I spurted my cum direct into the mouth of her friend who had quickly clamped her big, full lips around the knob end and started to suck hard, letting my other new boss milk me into her mouth. The orgasm didn't seem to stop; waves of cum & pleasure flooding wet, warm, sticky sensations everywhere. Suddenly it was over and I felt weak & dizzy, once again ashamed and exposed. But even before I could think the girls continued their not quite consensual rape on my face. My mouth was forced open for a huge dribble of spit and then my cock sucker left my spent rod and climbed up over me. She started to dribble, spit and spray my own cum into my mouth, onto my face. She washed it around in her mouth and I could it hear its volume increasing as she mixed it with her own saliva. Then with a powerful spurt she spat the rest right into the back of my throat. "Swallow it Slut!" Choking and spluttering, I tried to obey but seemed to cough most of it back out again. A dirty hand entered my mouth, squeezing my tongue, fingers probing everywhere, pulling out globs of sperm and spit to rub into my face, fingers pushing it up my nose. A last spit and slap and those horrid, messy panties were pulled over my head, trapping me in darkness, reeking of shit & cum. I was made to sit up and my hands were bound behind my head with a belt or something. I could see nothing but I could hear grunting & sex noises, male noises even. I realized the bus had stopped. It was still dark; we must have pulled off into some forest path somewhere. One of them was being fucked by the driver! I could hear the flesh slapping, the juices squelching. The man groaned and obviously came. I heard a whisper, a zip being done up and seconds later the bus started up and was on its way again. I sat there in the darkness in a stoned haze of sexual tingling. My penis had stayed hard, it was already starting to throb again. I longed to reach down and touch it but I had become like a zombie or a robot, unwilling to make the slightest movement unless so commanded by these dirty, shameful goddesses. My mouth tasted of cum and toilet, my nipples hurt & sore from all the pinching. Again I snapped back into consciousness to remember I was sitting naked on a bus with filthy female underpants on my head. As if on cue, the knickers were pulled from my head and the bus lights came back on. In front of me was a familiar backside, again spread right open to show a gaping anal opening, clean of shit this time but dripping with huge globs of sticky male cum! He had cum in her arse! "No way," I choked and shook my head "No fucking way!" I tried to move out of the way but with my hands tied it was useless and the first drops of the awful stuff dribbled on to my tightly closed lips before I was once again, buried face deep in ass without my consent.