3 comments/ 36783 views/ 11 favorites Joe's Therapy Ch. 01 By: Bernie54 He was in his mid thirties, losing his hair, 5' 6'', 140 pounds, growing a small paunch. Definitely not the type women went home with. He was fascinated by women's ass. As far as he could remember he wanted to hug them, to caress them, to kiss them. It had gone from dreaming of letting a girl sit on his face to being a toilet slave. He looked up for a sex therapist and stumble on the advertising of D. Morgan, five blocks from his place, open in the evening. He dialed the number and was answered by a lively feminine voice and asked for an appointment. The voice took his name and said it was set up for two days later; Wednesday at 7 P.M. At five to seven he went up to the office, through the glass door he saw a tall, 6'4'', blond lady in her late twenty's, wearing a white blouse, beige skirt and matching high heels. She was reading a file; he thought that she was nice looking. When he opened the door she looked up and said; ''Good evening, you must be Mister London. I am Diane Morgan'' Her smile was devastating, her blue eyes were looking right through him, he nearly ran away, but he had to heal himself at all costs, even if he was uncomfortable to reveal his obsession to a woman. He stuttered a ''yes, I am, good evening, Mrs. Morgan.'' She turned on her 6 inches heels and walked toward her office inviting him to follow her, she had a magnificent ass. ''It is Miss Morgan, I am not married, not even in a relationship.'' She sat down, crossing her legs, behind her desk motioning at the chair in front of it for him. ''What can I do for you Mr. London?'' His face was already a nice red color, he was sure she had notice him staring at her bottom, he managed to say; ''It is the feminine anatomy that obsessed me, Miss Morgan.'' ''You sound uncomfortable to deal with a woman, would you prefer that I refer you to a male colleague, a few blocks from here?'' ''No, Miss Morgan.'' ''Then call me Diane and I will call you Joseph, is that all right?'' ''My friends call me Joe.'' ''Can you tell me what part of the feminine anatomy that gives you problems, Joe?'' He was wondering how it would be to have her sit on his face and force him to lick her to orgasm; instead he started telling her of his desires since he was a teenager, of his shyness when talking to women. It was all coming out and she was taking notes when a soft chime went off, the hour was gone and he had only touched the tip of the iceberg. She looked in her computer to set up another appointment; ''We can meet in two days at 8 PM if that suit you?'' ''Yes Diane, I will be here Friday night at 8.'' ''Good, your homework is to write down what it would be, how it would be to live your fantasy and send it to me by e-mail'' She gave him her card, he paid for the session, and said he was going home to start on his homework, she did not know that he had written down a few of his fantasies, all he had to do was to find them on his computer. He had decided that he would send her the face sitting story, the one that had excited him a lot in the beginning and still did once in a while. It was a small file about two pages. He got home and pour himself a long drink, opened the TV, he wrote his e-mail, he only had to attach the file to it, he opened his directory and found the file, the game was on TV, he pour himself another drink still distracted by the game, and attached the story following the face sitting one by mistake. That story was about his darkest wishes of being a toilet slave to a beautiful tall blonde Mistress. He closed the computer, watched the game and went to bed. On Friday night he got to her office at five to eight. She was wearing a summer dress that was showing her nice breast and hugging her small waist; she closed the drawer and bend down to lock the main door. He notice her bright red lips and complimented her. She had received his toilet slavery scenario and it had described some of her own desires, if it was true. She wanted to find a man to train has her total slave. He would be at her beck and call, 24/7; she wanted to go as far as to toilet train him. Tonight the target was to face sit Joe and see where it would go. ''You sent me your homework quickly, I did not expect a ten page story, two pages would have been sufficient.'' She said. ''Did you know what I look like when you called in for the first meeting? Because the description of a tall blond Mistress kind of fits me.'' ''Euh, no I did not, you said you received ten pages? A tall blond Mistress? Can I see the e-mail you received?'' He stuttered. Standing up she asked; ''Why, it is not from you? '' ''Maybe I sent you the wrong file is there more than some face sitting in it?'' He asked. ''Yes a lot more, like some Female domination, BDSM, and toilet slavery.''She gave him a printed copy. He had turned as red as a beet and twisted his hands, stuttering again; ''It is from me. I never mention theses dark whishes to anybody, and I sent them to you by mistake. I can leave if you wish, I will find another therapist, I am sorry I did not want to disgust you.'' He was saying unbuttoning the collar of his shirt and loosening his tie. She got up and said; ''That is all right Joe, you do not disgust me, I am interested in you, you might be my complement, reading your wishes however dark, has opened possibilities. Maybe we could try some face sitting?'' she said, as she was taking off her panties. ''I will tell you what to do.'' She said as she was pushing him down to the floor. When he was laid on his back, he saw her move in position, her beautiful legs were straddling his head, her cunt was getting closer as she sat on his chest, before moving to his mouth, she said; ''You said you would like to learn how to practice cunnilingus, here is your first lesson, kiss me, lightly at first, then kiss my lips'' She moved forward and coached him; ''Lick them that is good you are doing fine, suck on them a little, now lick my clitoris, nibble on it oh that is good, lick it again, stick your tongue in my vagina, ohhh you are doing fine, keep on going.'' She coached him on how to practice cunnilingus until she came hard on his face and he eagerly drank her juices. She was heavy on his face, he was so happy she came on his face, then she got up, and she told him; ''Now I will sit my ass on your mouth follow my instructions.'' He saw her gorgeous pear shaped ass lowered to his face, it smelled slightly dirty but he did not care he was so excited, she sat down on his mouth, and ordered; ''Kiss my asshole.'' After a few kisses, she told him to lick her asshole which he did without hesitation, he tasted shit for the first time. She had used the toilet earlier and did not wipe, he had to know just by the smell or at least the taste, she thought. ''Keep on cleaning my ass, stick your tongue in it'' It felt so good having his tongue up there, at last a man willing to worship her ass. He had open possibilities, and he was a lot shorter than her, she thought. He was in heaven; he felt an indescribable pleasure to be under her. He was reveling in the humiliation. When she was satisfied she got up, put on her panties, and sat back at her desk telling him to get back in his chair. He had the biggest hard on of his life. She told him; ''I have been looking for a slave for a long time, when I try to toilet train them, they usually run away, they are agreeing to drink urine but they refuse to eat shit.'' He was listening carefully, his heart was beating faster. ''When I read your fantasy I found a lot of similarities to my own, I thought Joe could be my slave, you would live your fantasy and so would I. Go home think about it for 24 hours and give me an answer by e-mail.'' He could not believe her offer, for him to live his darkest obsession. ''Think about this also, If you accept, you will have to live in my home, it is a 24 hours a day 7 days a week position. At times it could be very demanding.'' His head was spinning, that gorgeous woman had sit on his face and offered him paradise compared to his dead end life as a bank clerk. He got on his knees; ''Mistress Diane, please accept me as your slave, you know of my most secret desires, please accept me as your total slave.'' ''Are you sure? Think about it, when you will start your training as a toilet slave, and I mean a full service toilet, like you wrote, there is no turning back.'' ''Please Mistress Diane; it is of my own free will that I offer myself to you. You read what I wish for, I stand by it.'' She smiled and stood up. ''Then slave, we will go to your place, pick up your personal belonging and go to my place. Tomorrow you will make arrangements to move the rest. I have a large house.'' ''Mistress, I am renting a furnished, one and a half apartment, five streets from here, I am a loner, I have no relatives, I will be able to sublet it by the end of the week.'' He stuck his clothes in his suitcase and the rest of his personal belonging in garbage bags and turned the page on this chapter of his life. Joe's Therapy Ch. 02 When they arrived at her house he put his things in the basement, and joined her upstairs in the bathroom. "Slave, get naked, have you ever drank urine?" "No, Mistress never." "Well, your toilet training is starting now. On your knees, I will straddle your open mouth and pee in it, when your mouth is full, touch me, I will stop the flow. You will keep it in your mouth and drink it when I say so." He knelt down and she filled his mouth three times. On the third time he choked and spilled some. "Slave, lick up your mess. When you are finish clean your mouth and join me in the bedroom." He licked his mess, the taste of her urine was salty, but not so bad, he felt so lucky, for once in his life a mistake had paid up, and she was stunning, she was tall;6 feet barefooted, an angel face, blue eyes, an hourglass figure. Why would such a beauty be interested in him? He walked in the bedroom wearing his PJ's. She was in her king size bed reading on her tablet, wearing only a T-shirt. She looked up and said: "Slave you are to be naked at all time in the house, even if I entertain guests. You will sleep on the floor at the end of the bed. You did better than I expected in the bathroom, tomorrow we will start on solids, and you had a light taste of what is to come in my office tonight when you cleaned my ass. Now get in between my legs and start kissing my knees and move up, do it slowly." He discarded his PJ, tried to hide his erection and jumped in between her legs as he was getting close enough to her sex to feel the heat, she turned over; "Keep on moving up, you are to worship my ass, start by kissing my asshole then push your tongue in it as far as it will go and lick the walls, it will help you get use to the taste." He was enthusiastic in his efforts, although the taste was unpleasant, but it was coming from her. When she was satisfied she pushed his head away and told him she wanted to sleep, that he was to get on the floor. He felt her feet on his face and when he opened his eyes she was smiling at him; "Come with me in the bathroom, I need to pee." He followed her starring at her gorgeous ass. When they got there, he knelt down and opened his mouth. "Good initiative slave, you got in position without being told" She said as she was peeing in his mouth a mouthful at a time. He did not spill a drop and she patted him on the head, the taste was stronger but he managed, after all it was coming from her. "I want scramble eggs and coffee, brew a full carafe, you are not to eat this morning. Take these two vitamin pills" She got in the shower. Swallowing his pills he went to prepare her breakfast; the kitchen was fully equipped he would enjoy using that equipment to cook for her. He had to search for everything from the pan to the eggs. As he was serving her plate, she walked in wearing a bright yellow summer dress; he poured her coffee asking her how she liked it. "Black, kneel on the floor beside me we have to go over some basic rules and duties. You are to speak only when spoken to. You will do all the housework. You can be dressed to cut the grass, clean the pool, wash my car, or any other task outside." "I will sit on your face a lot, not to please you, but because I like it. We will meet with a lawyer to sign a contract that will bind you to me. You are to quit your job, I will write your resignation, and you are to get rid of your apartment. Your fantasy reached some of my desires and it is my needs that come first. Remember that you are here to serve me, you are my slave!" "Whenever I will be having a meal, you are to get in this position: sit on the floor and lay your head back on my chair, I will sit on your face and you will put your tongue up my ass as far as it goes. We will use that position to feed you when you will be able to eat my shit fast enough." "Also, I will use you for all my toilet needs. Maybe you will not like reality as much as your fantasy, but remember you ask for it, in writing." She sent him to the bathroom where she joined him. He was kneeling down with a hard on that she notice, when she walked up to him, turned around and ordered; "Get your head under my dress, put your lips around my asshole and make a seal, I will push a stool in your mouth swallow as much as you can then bite it off, I will try to hold back, I do not know if I can, it is the first time I shit in a human toilet. If it falls on the floor you can eat it later." He was already in position, so he nodded his head, he had dreamed about that scene often, so he put his tongue in her asshole and felt a stool coming, it was moving in his mouth, then it reached his throat that he open and he started to swallow. She was surprised that he had not bitten off the first stool so she took a step forward and turned around. "Tell me how you were able to eat that stool? Have you done this before?" "Mistress Diane, I have never done that before, I have visualized myself doing this in this position for a Mistress, not as beautiful as you, so when your stool reached my throat I opened it and swallowed to keep up with you. I ask forgiveness for not biting it off." "I am pleased and surprised that you ate it, I have some more, so we will test you on your back." He lay down and she straddled his head, lifted her dress, he saw her beautiful ass lowering toward his face as she sat down on his mouth. His erection was so hard. He stuck his tongue out and felted it being pushed out by a stool; he opened his throat right away because it was coming faster. It was a long one. The third one was smaller and he heard; "You did good slave. Do not wash your mouth before 15 minutes to educate your mouth. Now, clean my ass, then serve me a coffee in the living room." She got up and went to her computer in the living room. He was feeling queasy as he was cleaning the kitchen, but so happy to have been able to service her the way she wanted, he had nearly ejaculated when she was feeding him, the taste was awful, a lot worse than he had imagined in his dreams, but it was from her so he would get used to it. He loved the humiliation. He had brushed his teeth and had shaved when she walked in on him. "On your knees, I need to pee. Because you kept up with me earlier, you will put your lips on mine and make a seal, swallow to keep up." She straddled his open mouth and started to pee, he was a willing slave and a better toilet than she had hoped for. He struggled a little at the beginning when his mouth was filling up but he gulped it down and it got easier afterward. "Lick me clean" She pushed him down and was sitting on his chest when she said; "Eat me, give me an orgasm. You need to practice your skills at cunnilingus." When she started coming with his tongue in her vagina, her juices flowing in his mouth, he nearly shot his load. He dressed up and found a lawn mower in the garage; it was in order and started on the first pull. After cutting the grass, he washed her car and cleaned the pool. He walked back in got naked and asked her what she wanted for lunch. "A toasted bacon, lettuce, tomato sandwich with a light touch of mayo. Where were you?" "Outside doing my chores, Mistress." "You have to tell me first. I will have iced tea and chips with my lunch. Bring it here." He went and prepared her meal, when he served it she was standing up beside her chair and he remembered that she would sit on his face and that he was to stick his tongue up her ass, which gave him another erection. He got in position and she lifted her dress and sat on his mouth, when his tongue was up her ass; "I have written your resignation and dated it for next Monday. You will go to the grocery store and get a steak for tonight, a salad and baked potatoes as side dishes, and get some red wine. You will have to buy a small used car to run your errands, you have a budget of two grand." She was heavy on his face and he was happy just to be under her beautiful ass and he tried his best to give her pleasure. All he could see with his nose wedge in her crack was part of her two round cheeks and the fabric of her dress. She thought that he must really like the taste of her shit by the way he was rimming her. She loved engulfing his face in her ass. "Get your tongue out." She passed a gas in his mouth, which surprised him a bit. "Get your tongue in, hope you like the taste because I will fart in your mouth whenever I want to, slave." When she finished her lunch, she went back on the internet and sent an e-mail to her lawyer giving her the details of the contract and the will she wanted her to draft, and asked for an appointment as soon as possible. On his way to the store, in the bus, he was having another erection thinking about his Mistress, she was cruel and beautiful. Her long shapely legs topped by the nicest ass he had ever seen. He was proud to have given her a few orgasms with his mouth, but her shit tasted so bad he had had problems to keep it down. She had farted in his mouth for the first time at lunch and that tasted very bad too. Her morning piss was strong tasting; he would have to get use to that too. There was no turning back for him, he was hooked on the pleasure he got from serving her, mostly on knowing that he had been and would be her toilet. He went to his old apartment, checked that he had not forgotten anything. The landlord accepted to void his lease in exchange for a month rent, he gave him his new address, picked up his groceries and left. When he got home, he got naked, put away the groceries and went to salute his gorgeous Mistress, "Ah you are back, just in time on your knees, remember to make a seal with your lips on mine." She let go her flow hitting the back of his mouth hard. He nearly choked, breathe in and started gulping down her piss. When she was done she said; "Cunnilingus practice time, lay down on your back." She sat down on his chest, then moved her cunt forward to his mouth and coached him so well that she had a few orgasms. He had a talented tongue; he only needed some education she would keep on teaching him to her liking. He was drinking her juices when she was climaxing on his face and it was driving him crazy with lust, when she reached back and strokes his penis a few times. Joe's Therapy Ch. 03 'Stay where you are" she said. She got up and turned around to sit on his mouth. "Open up" She farted in his mouth as she was stroking him, her fart was a turn off but her touch was magic after five stroke he shot his load all over her hand. She got off him and knelt beside him presenting her hand to his mouth. "Lick my hand clean." She grabbed a tissue, wiped his belly and had him eat it. He asked her permission to speak, and she granted it. "Mistress Diane, I was able to get rid of my lease this afternoon, and I gave the landlord this address if he needed to reach me." "You should have told me before you left the house, I am not mad because you are still a newbie slave, remember to ask permission to do anything you were not ordered to before doing it." Then, she sent him off to cook her dinner, she was hungry. When all was ready he went to tell her, and when his tongue was in her ass. "Your skills at cunnilingus are improving, but there is never too much practice of this art. You are a good cook, can you bake pastries?" He nodded his head, she finish her meal reading on her tablet. She got up, farted in his face, and went back to the living room to watch TV. She called to him; "get me more wine, slave" He grabbed the bottle and halved her cup, with a big grin on his face. "Slave, why are you smiling?" "Because of the orgasm that you gave me Mistress, thank you so much." "You are a better slave than I expected, so I decided to reward you for my amusement. How do you like your new life as my slave and toilet?" "I love being your slave, I love to cook, I do not like the taste of your waste, I had to make some efforts to keep it down, but I will get use to it." "I told you there is no turning back, I love having a toilet slave and I do not care about your likes or dislikes. Finish cleaning the kitchen, and come back to kiss my feet." "From now on you are to use the bathroom in the basement only." He finished his chores in the kitchen, use the bathroom in the basement. He was kneeling in front of her, kissing her feet. "Tonight I will face sit you in bed, I like a good rimming before sleeping, your tongue goes in deeper when I am seated." "Permission to speak, Mistress?" "What, are you tired of having my ass in your face?" "No, never, I like your beautiful ass in my face, I would respectfully suggest; that I lie down in bed with my head toward the foot of the bed, you sit on my mouth and recline your back on my bended knees. Maybe my tongue would go in deeper?" His stomach growled. "Interesting suggestion slave, we will try it later, you must be hungry, I will feed you tomorrow morning, usually after my morning coffee, I need to shit. Kiss my feet some more." When her program was over she got up and peed in his mouth, she sent him to clean his mouth and told him to get in bed. She came out of her walk in wearing the top of a baby doll, sat on his chest, and moved her asshole to his mouth, he was breathing through his nose. He stuck his tired tongue out and did his best to obey the go in deeper command. "Slave this is a better position, your tongue goes in deeper, I got the feeling that I am crushing your body under my 170 pounds, and I do not have to look at your penis. I like your breathe on my cunt " She grabbed her tablet to read, he was giving it his best efforts. He felt a small stool with his tongue. "Oh! I think that you will have a snack. Chew every bit and pieces." She pushed a small piece of shit in his mouth that he dutifully chewed. He got the full flavor of it, luckily he was hungry, because it was the worst tasting thing he ever ate. "I like feeling your jaws working under my ass" and pushed out another small piece. When he was done chewing, she said; "Get on the floor I am going to sleep now. Do not wash your mouth, I want you to sleep with the taste of my shit in your mouth." He felt her feet on his face and opened his eyes to her beautiful legs. Then she positioned them on each side of his head before lowering her cunt to his lips. "Let's tried pissing in your mouth here, anyhow if you mess up it is your bed." He opened his mouth, he was looking at her firm breast under her baby doll, her flow was strong, and he gulped down as fast as he could. "Lick me to orgasm." He got her going in no time and she came hard on his face. He was horny again; her legs were driving him crazy. She got up. "You should start shaving twice a day; your face will be smoother in the morning. I want pancakes." She went in the shower, he use the bathroom downstairs, shaved, washed his mouth and started preparing her pancakes. She walked in the kitchen wearing a mini skirt, a tank top and high heels sandals carrying her laptop. "I see that you are happy to see me" She said looking at his hard on. He got in position she lifted her skirt and sat on his face, all he could see were her ass cheeks on each side of his face and her long blond hair flowing down her back, when his tongue was inside her, "Slave, the pancakes are good; your face is definitely smoother than earlier. I will try to feed you in this position because you kept up with me, yesterday. Anyway you will lick clean your mess." His stomach growled again. "I read on the internet that it is easier to toilet train a slave when he is hungry. By the end of the week you will start having small portion of my leftovers. Not before, because I want you to hunger for my shit." She farted in his mouth when he took his tongue out to swallow a little bit of saliva. When he tried to put it back in, he felt a stool being pushed out in his mouth. "Slave here is your meal." He opened his throat to facilitate her bowels movement, and he swallowed fast. She was expecting him to choke and throw up but he had kept up with her, he was a natural. For her pleasure, she pinched the third stool. "Chew it slave, I will feed you a mouthful at the time." He got the full flavor and it was even worse than last night. He concentrated on suppressing his gag reflex; he was getting better at it. As soon that he swallowed, she pushed another piece out for him to chew, and she repeated the process two more times. He did not like the taste, but her weight on his face crushing him in the kitchen chair, seeing her head move when she would eat a bit of pancakes or take a sip of coffee, was giving him a sense of purpose, he loved the humiliation. "Clean my asshole, I liked that position to feed you, I prefer to sit than to squat. You are to clean the kitchen, then take a cold shower to calm that erection, wait one hour before cleaning your mouth. It is to help educate your mouth." "Tell me; have you ever been a toilet?" She asked getting up. "No, Mistress Diane, I never done it before, I have dreamed about it a lot, it was my most cherish fantasy being a toilet slave to a woman, in my wildest dreams I did not believed at all that I would be with a woman, as beautiful as you, willing to train me like you are. I feel like if I am in paradise." "I am very satisfied and surprised with your performance; I thought that you would have been able to keep up with me when I pee after a month and when I shit after three months. I can assure you are not in paradise we have only begun your training slave, but what a start you had." Joe's Therapy Ch. 04 She burst laughing as she was straitening her skirt. She loved pushing her stools in his mouth, the feeling of relief; his lips were so tender on his asshole and the cleaning with his tongue so sensual. It was an unexpected bonus of this human toilet. He would have liked to kiss those long bared legs, he refrain to ask her not wanting to displease her. He started a load of washing, while he was cleaning the house with the vacuum. "Slave, come here." He went to the living room. "Lie down on the sofa, I want to sit on you." She sat her full weight on his stomach that was still full of his earlier meal; he knew that he would need the toilet soon. She was reading his e-mail again: "I am not into pain for your punishment, and it is not in your story that you sent to me last week. Am I right that it is not your wish either?" "Yes, Mistress Diane." "Then I will use, restraints for long periods of time, persuasion and humiliation to drive my point home. So far you have been very good." "Also, I am informing you that when I will entertain my friends you will be available to them. I know that you had written that it would be a private relationship that our activities would be kept between us. That is your fantasy. Remember; you are my Slave! Not the other way around, so get use to the idea of serving others too." I will invite Bridget over; she just had a bad break up she thought. She called her friend; "Bridget, how are you?" "Not to good, I thought the jerk loved me." "Don't let that bum get to you." "I know, but I miss him." "Why don't you come over for dinner? We will have veal parmesan, pasta, salad and wine. You could sleep over." "Why not, I need to get out of here before going bonkers; I will bring a bottle of white wine. See you soon." She got up, and peed in his mouth. "I want a chicken salad sandwich and iced tea" He ran to the toilet that shit was getting through him faster. He prepared her lunch and assumed his position in front of her chair, once she was seated on his face; "Next week, you will for my amusement, eat your meal from a bowl with a spoon. That way, you will be able to chew every bit and get the full flavor. I will provide you with a bottle of my piss to wash it down." "Maybe I should offer to Bridget to move in with me temporarily, changing her scenery would help her get over that jerk. Of course you agree Slave?" He nodded his head sideways, making her laugh. He finished the washing and drying, put away the clean clothes and went to the kitchen. Diane walked in saying; "On your knees, I need to pee." He was looking up at her breast, his nose in her pubic hair. "When Bridget will get here you are to go and greet her at the door." He tried to move his head sideways to say no, and spill a little bit of her pee. "Lick my tight clean, and then lick the floor. I did not ask you for your opinion I gave you an order. Is that clear?" "Yes, Mistress Diane." When the floor was cleaned he went back to his diner preparation. The doorbell rang, he went to answered it. He opened the door to a stunning red head, green eyes, beauty; she was tall at 5 feet 10 inches. He had been instructed to kneel down, ask permission to kiss her feet, and wait to act upon her answer. "You may kiss my feet" Bridget said. He was so embarrassed to be naked in front of another woman, he had lost his erection, and his circumcised penis was shriveling. "What a surprise, I nearly drop my bottle of wine, Diane you found a foot kisser" "Better than that, Bridget, you will see." "Slave put this bottle away, and serve us wine." He got them a glass of white wine and brought the bottle back to the living room in a wine cooler. "Lie down on the couch." They both sat on him, Diane on his stomach and Bridget on his chest being too shy to sit on his face. He was crush under these two beauties. "You can sit on his face Bridget." "Diane I have not taken a shower, I am not that clean." "Bridget do not care about him." "How did you find him?" "He called to have a therapy and sent me this e-mail by mistake. Here read it. It should calm your inhibitions." She gave her a copy of his e-mail, his complexion was turning a nice fire engine red again, feeling embarrassed that another woman, gorgeous mind you, would know about his desires, after the first page Bridget move side way on his face, she smell dirtier than Diane Friday night. After a couple more pages she lifted her dress and took off her panties and wiggled her ass on his face to Diane's laughter. He had his nose stuck in her asshole and he breathed with difficulties. "Have you started his toilet training yet?" "Yes, since Friday night he his drinking my urine and I started feeding him Saturday morning. He is very eager to please me. He kept everything down. He is not use to the smell yet and he told me he did not like the taste of it." "He has a talented tongue that still needs to be educated in cunnilingus." "Are you hungry? Bridget" "Yes, I am." "Then we will have to let him go finish his preparations." They stood up and he went to prepare their dinner. He came back to tell them it was served and picked up the wine. "Slave, you will be face sat by Bridget at diner, be good with her." She said, laughing at is shy "Yes Mistress." Bridget was seated on his face with her asshole on his mouth; all he could see were the globes of her ass cheeks and the fabric of her summer dress. He tried to push his tongue in her asshole; but she was so nervous that it was closed tight; he wished he could tell her to relax. As if reading his mind Diane said; "Bridget relax, let him put his tongue in your ass, it is so good to feel it in, back there." "Yeah, I am trying, I had gas today and I am trying to hold back at the same time." Diane laughed; "I fart in his mouth when I want to, do not hold back let him have it, remember page 5?" "Oh yes that is true, he ask for it" "Bridget the only difference is that there are two of us instead of one, but he is getting the same abuse he wished for. He begged to be my slave. He promised to do anything." "You are right" as she relax her sphincter and a fart went out in his mouth. He pushed his tongue in her. "This is a good mocha cake, you started cooking?" "No he is the cook around here; I do not have to lift a finger." "Slave we will have coffee in the living room." They got up he fixed their coffee and started cleaning the kitchen when Diane called him. "On your knees I need to pee." To Bridget astonishment, he got in position; lifted Diane's mini skirt put his lips on hers, and audibly drank Diane. She told Bridget that she wanted her help in training him, so she was welcome to use him. Bridget asked : "Do you think I could feed him?" "Yes you can, if he makes a mess he will clean it up anyway. You only have to sit on his face and let go. Take your time it is quite a good feeling, enjoy the moment." Diane ordered; "Slave lay your head on the couch, your stomach should not growl tonight." Bridget sat on his face and slowly pushed a small stool in his mouth and kept gently pushing until he had swallowed it. Then she pushed another one, after three small ones, she told him to lick her clean. Diane was right; she liked the feeling of his lips on her asshole and the cleaning with his tongue felt great. She got up, he was looking at another super ass topping long shapely legs and he had an erection, even if he was feeling bloated and queasy again, Diane said; "Look Bridget he liked it." She said looking at his erection. They both laugh as he exited to the kitchen. He cleaned up the place and used the bathroom. Bridget was also gorgeous, but her shit had left an aftertaste worse than Diane's. He had managed to keep it down with great efforts. He still felt stuffed up as he brushed his teeth. "Slave, come here." He heard Bridget calling. "On your back, I need to pee." Bridget ordered. "It is part of your training, slave, it will be my turn after." Diane said. He was looking up the long, beautiful legs of Bridget as she was straddling his head, sitting down on his chest before moving her cunt to his mouth to pee. Her flow was strong, but he was getting better at this, and kept up with her. "Lick me clean." Then instead of getting up she move down on his body. Once seated on his thighs she put a cock ring on him. Now, he was looking at Diane's ass, topping her shapely legs, it was coming closer to his face. She made sure that her cunt was on his mouth, lifted her ass a little, and started peeing. "Diane can I ride him? I am so horny." "Bridget, stop asking my permission to do whatever you want to him. He is our slave, for us to use. I have to go out for about an hour. Do not kill him or hurt him too badly" "Diane you are a good friend, I will take care of him." Diane went in her bedroom to put on panties. She grabbed her keys, she would go to the coffee shop, and one hour should suffice. She liked sitting on his face and feel a stool enter his mouth, knowing he was swallowing. She loved the power. He had a talented tongue his rimming abilities were above par. She had enjoyed her week end. The best of all was is gourmet cooking. Bridget took off her dress and sat back on his chest moving her sex to his mouth. "Show me how talented you are at cunnilingus." After a few orgasms on his face she move back on his penis, when he was in her, she rode him to a few more. He could not come with that ring. He wished he could take it off. "Slave! Do not touch that ring. I will buy you a chastity belt. Now lick my ass." Bridget said as she was engulfing his face in her ass. He could see her hair coming down to the middle of her back, between her nice round cheeks. He was excited to the point of bursting, he felt so lucky, and they were more beautiful than he had ever dreamed of. He hoped that he would satisfy them enough that they would keep him. She got up, put her dress back on and sent him to a cold shower. She sat on the couch and picked up the copy of his e-mail. Bridget decided to accept Diane's offer to live here for a while. She would enjoy using him; he was good at cunnilingus, a favorite of hers, and of his also, according to what she was reading. She had ridden him tonight, because she needed to be fuck once in a while. Joe's Therapy Ch. 05 Diane walked back in, and took off her panties. "Slave, come here, I need to pee." "Diane, I accept your offer, I will go home tonight, tomorrow I will come back with my clothes and other personal necessities and live with you for a while."Bridget said. "How was your ride?" Diane asked with a smile. "Satisfying, I am good for a while." Bridget answered with a wink and mouthing great. After the departure of her friend, she ordered him to bed to be face sat. When his tongue was deep in her ass, and she was checking her e-mails. "Slave, do not get your hopes up, I do not like to fuck, we will keep on going with your education in the art of cunnilingus and analingus." "Good news! We have a rendezvous with my lawyer tomorrow at 3 P.M. After presenting, your resignation tomorrow you should meet me at my office. Get on the floor I want to sleep." He opened his eyes to see her cute ass coming down on his face; he opened his mouth in the nick of time as she was starting to pee. "I nearly caught you unprepared." She said laughing. "I want scramble eggs, toasts and coffee." She got up and went in the shower. He shaved, washed himself and prepared her breakfast. She walked in wearing a marine mini skirt and matching jacket on a white blouse, with black high heels. She looked so desirable. He was in position waiting for her. She lifted her skirt lowered her panties and sat on his mouth. He could see her back with her pony tail moving a little. He was so excited, she was so sexy. As he was pushing his tongue in her asshole, his stomach growled. "Good you are hungry. Not that it matter's" She said as she pushed a stool out. She moved her asshole back and forth while feeding him. She loved the feeling of his lips on her asshole, but she wanted to coat his teeth this morning. Soon she would have him chewing more of it, but first she wanted his signature on the contract, and on his will. He opened his throat again, expecting a healthy bowel movement. He was right she had a lot this morning. Her rocking on him had puffed out his cheek. He felt bloated again. After cleaning her, she got up. "Hurry up, we are leaving right now." She was not in a hurry; she only wanted him to have the taste of her shit in his mouth when he met his boss at the bank. She dropped him at the bus stop. He could not use the toilet and had to ride on the bus with his horrible breath, feeling queasy, fighting hard to keep his breakfast down. He got off the bus and walked toward the bank. He passed his tongue on his teeth and they felted like they had a small coat of her shit on them. He grab a tissue and swabbed the front teeth, as he suspected, it came out brown and smelled bad. He entered the little restaurant beside the bank and went directly to the restroom; he sat down, just in time and emptied himself, in front of the mirror he cleaned his teeth as much as he could. He was late, again, when he got at the bank and asked for a meeting with his boss Clair, a brunette of average height and weight, with a great smile. He went to her office right away. "You are late; we had a meeting last week, advising you of the dire consequences you would incurred, if it happened again. Didn't you understand that I have to terminate you?" "I understood, I am here to resign, here is my letter." He said as he gave her his letter. "It will be simpler this way, no fuss. You know that when we get out of this office, we will go to your desk; you will take your personal belonging and leave the premises. The good news is you have two weeks of vacation due. It shall be deposited in your account within three weeks." She said, enforcing the rules. "Thank you for your understanding, I enjoyed working with you." He called his Mistress office and got her voice mail. It was 9 am. So he returned to the restaurant and ordered eggs and bacon and a coffee. His first real food since last Friday at lunch, before he could sip his sweet smelling cup of coffee. He was not that hungry, he wanted to taste real food. "Surprise, you will not have time for this, my attorney called and the papers are ready, we can have everything done by ten. Wait for me by the car." When the order arrived she ate a little bit, drank the coffee, paid and left. He did not saw her arrive behind him. She unlocked the doors and said: "Get in, we will talk on the way to Becky's office." She got in behind the wheel saying to him; "You are not to eat food unless I say so, are you hungry? I think I fed you a large load this morning. Have you been sick?" "No, Mistress, I am not hungry, I have not been sick either. I only wanted to taste real food, and drink a coffee. I apologize for disobeying your orders. I promise to obey you." He said with tears in his eyes. "We will see if you can earned your redemption, I will think about it." Diane said with a crooked smile. They met with Becky and Alice her personal assistant who was requested to stay to witness his signature. "Thank you Becky, for acting so fast on my request." Diane said. "I used the forms that my slave signed, I only needed your names to fill the blanks" Becky said. They sat down at the table and he signed his life over to her and made her his sole heir, on his will. Alice signed as witness and Becky offered Diane a drink to celebrate. She accepted after ordering: "Slave on your knees beg Becky and Alice for the privilege of cleaning their ass." He got on his knees and begged Becky to let him clean her ass. "Diane, you are a Lady, come here slave. Put your head on my chair" Becky said. She lifted her dress, lowered her panties and sat on his face. She moved a bit forward to position her asshole on his mouth. "Get your tongue in, show me how good you are." "Becky, can I leave him with you for a couple of hours? I need to go shopping. That way he can service Alice too." "Of course Diane, we are closing at five today, so take your time." "Thank you Becky. Slave you have to obey their command as if it was me." She got up and left. She was mad at him for going to the restaurant, after the bank. She had followed him discreetly. She had expected him to try to get some food. He still had to learn how to obey. Therefore, he needed to fear the consequences. Pain was not her favorite but she would have to dispense some to get to her goal. Those were her thought when she walked in the sex shop. "Hi, can I help you?" The saleswoman asked. "Yes, I am looking for a whip that will sting him, and I need a toilet box for him when I entertain friends" "Hello Diane, what are you doing here?" Bridget asked. "I can ask the same question." Diane answered with a smile. "It was supposed to be a surprise, I want a chastity device for him, to keep him horny." Bridget said. "Good idea, I am buying a whip and a toilet box. He disobeyed me this morning, so I will have to apply a little discipline. Anyhow he has signed everything without questions. He belongs to me now. He has nothing left in his name." Diane said. The saleswoman came back with a selection of whips and a deluxe toilet box. "If you want to try the whips I have a sub in the back office that you can use. The toilet box is the only one I have left in stock, if it is too expensive I can order one for you from this catalogue." "Witch one would you recommend, I want a stinger, he needs to fear it." Diane said. "This is the one I have at home, he calls it the corrector. I use it to correct his ways. I do not have to strained myself, a few hits and he behaves." The saleswoman said with a smile. Bridget took it in her hand and hit her tight. It stung and she winced. "Diane you should take it, if you do not I will." Bridget said Then she asked the saleswoman for a chastity belt for him. "What size do you want." The saleswoman asked Bridget turned to Diane: "You know him better than me. How big is he?" "He is 5 feet 6 inches tall, has a six inches penis and average size balls." Diane said. "What is his waist measurement?" the saleswoman asked. "He wears men jeans, size 28. The legs are usually too long." Diane answered. "OK, I have got one for the little runt, it is easy to clean, He does it when he takes a shower. With this adaptor you can fit a dildo on it and ride him for your pleasure." She said with a grin. "Can it be locked on him?" Bridget asked. "Here are the two keys, I suggest to get a spare key made and kept in a safe place." "You are a good saleswoman." Diane said as she was paying for her items. "Are you the owner?" Bridget asked. "Half of it, the sub I offered to test the whip on his my, sometimes, silent partner." She said laughing. They got out and went to the coffee shop. "Where is he? Have you hidden him in the trunk of your car?" Bridget asked. "No I left him with Becky, my attorney. He will appreciate us better. She likes to step on her slave balls. So she probably had her assistant sit on his mouth to muffle his scream. Of course they probably used him as the toilet he is." "I have packed two suitcases, they are in my car. So I am ready to move in. I told my neighbors that I was going on a trip, and ask if they could keep an eye on my apartment." Bridget said. "Here are your keys to my house; you can have the bedroom beside mine. You will be closer if you need to use him at night. I will see you at home." Diane said leaving Bridget at her car. "Clean me." Diane heard Alice say as she was opening the door of the office. Alice was at her desk with her pants down, seated on his face looking delighted. She saw Diane and smiled. "Thank you, so much Miss Morgan; I never used a human toilet before. It is a great moment that I will remember a long time." "Becky had to go meet a customer and says thank you for leaving him here. She says that you have trained him well and I agree." Alice was saying, getting up and pulling on her pants. His face was red and his eyes were red rimmed. He had cried she was sure. Her car was parked underground, he walked on the tip of his toes, his balls were painful. "Get in the trunk, you are a slave and I am still mad at you." She leisurely drove home by the scenic route; it took an hour instead of ten minutes. She let him out in her garage. "On your knees I need to pee. I have bought a toilet box for my friends to use you. You can use the toilet, wash your mouth and join me in the exercise room." She finished peeing. He ran to the toilet, and emptied his bowels. It seemed that shit was not staying with him. He entered the exercise room. "Lie face down on the bench and push your ass up in the air. " She attached his wrist and ankles to the bench. She took off her panties and stuffed them in his mouth. He was worried. "I know that you are not into pain and neither am I, but your behavior this morning is unacceptable. This is the consequence for your bad actions." She said has she landed the first blow on his ass. It stung, his screams were muffled by her panties, and his tears were flowing abundantly. She stopped after five blows, he had nasty welts on his ass, he would be sore for a week. She untied him, turned around and said: "French kiss my asshole to thank me disciplining you." Still sobbing he took her panties out of his mouth and obliged her. "Go lie down on the couch, I will sit on you and you can tell me what happen to you in Becky's office." She sat on his belly. "She shat in my mouth and when she was cleaned, she stepped on my penis and my balls, making me scream in her asshole giving her gas that she would fart back in my mouth. Then I passed out. I woke up with Alice washing my face with cold water. Becky had gone to meet a customer." "It was that painful to get your balls stepped on." She asked. "Oh yes Mistress Diane." "Then what happened with Alice?" "When I was Oked, she told me to get in position, she peed in me, I had to give her a few orgasms licking her clean. She was finishing shitting in my mouth when you picked me up." "I will behave I swear Mistress Diane, I do not want to live that again." "Are you sorry for what you did this morning?" she asked looking him in the eyes. "Yes, Mistress, I am so sorry, I will never disobey you again, please forgive me, please." "You are forgiven slave, I will use the whip again if you disobey me, your welts should help you imprint in your brain what the consequences are." " You belong to me now, remember the documents you have signed this morning, if you try to leave, you have nothing left in your name, I will send the cops after you and you will be sent to prison." "I will never leave you of my own free will Mistress Diane. I swear." He said. "Get in position, lay your head back on the couch, I want to face sit you" He sat down on the floor, and watch her tights straddled him and her beautiful ass coming down on his face. He had the beginning of a painful erection and his ass was sore. He would do his best to obey all her command he did not want to go back to that demon's office. She was enjoying his tongue up her ass, too bad she had taken that laxative last night, she had emptied herself this morning; she did not have any shit to push in his mouth. She was sure after looking in his eyes that the threat of the whip would keep him in line. She got up and sent him to do his chores. Joe's Therapy Ch. 06 Bridget walked in the kitchen and called him: "Slave, come here." When he had joined her. She said as she was peeing in his mouth: "My suitcases are in my car; carry them to the bedroom next to Diane's. Then bring my bag from the sex shop with some ice to the living room. I have a gift for you." He walked in the living room with her bag and a bowl of ice. He had an erection looking at her legs. "Open the box; I will fit it on you. If you are nice I will let you have an orgasm once a week." Bridget put some ice on his penis, his erection disappeared like magic and she locked the device on him. Then she put a ten inches dildo in the adaptor. "Look slave! I have improved you." She laughed and sent him to prepare dinner. He had eaten so much shit today. He was fighting his nausea. He was excited but he could not get an erection the cage forbade it. His bruised penis would send him painful messages reminding him of the brutal stomping he had suffered this morning. "Bridget I will face sit him at diner then we will alternate every day." Diane said. "You mean I sit on his face at breakfast and at diner?" Bridget asked. "Yes. You can always sit on him in between meals. Just for the pleasure of it or to use him." Diane said. "Have you used him outside yet?" Bridget asked. "Not yet but I will. I want to be able to use him everywhere. He is smaller than us so I would like to enlarge is stomach to allow him to eat more." Diane said. "Yes he is smaller. I think I will be able to help you with this. I loved feeling his lips close after pushing a stool in his mouth, his jaws chewing, not to mention the cleaning with his tongue. Hmmmmm. " Bridget said. "Dinner his served." He said and went back to the kitchen to wait in between the two chairs. "My chair slave." Diane said. He got in position as Diane was sitting her delectable ass on his mouth, he squirmed, his ass and his penis were sore. Her ass was so perfect it was so exciting to him. "What is wrong slave? Your ass reminding you of some bad memories maybe?" Diane asked. He nodded his head and she laughed. "Good you will remember to obey, won't you?" Diane asked. He nodded again, fighting back his tears. He was scared that she would kick him out. He did not deal well with confrontation or pain. He felt so stupid to have jeopardized his dream life for a cup of coffee. They finish their meal and went to watch TV. He was cleaning the kitchen after using the toilet. He felt better; it must have been the quantity of shit that gave him nausea he was thinking when Bridget said; "Put your head on the chair slave." She sat her ass on his face, he inserted his tongue and she pushed. "Ah! That is the good life." She had lifted her dress and was looking over her shoulder into his face. He saw her eyes sparkled as she saw the pain in his eyes. He was excited by her. His restrained penis was sending him painful messages. After feeding him three stools and getting her ass cleaned she went back to the living room. He was kneeling beside Diane's chair in the living room when she ordered: "Get ready for bed. I will face sit you." He had washed his mouth, used the toilet and was waiting for her. Bridget had removed the dildo but not the belt. He did not like it but he would endure it for the privilege of serving Mistress Diane. She was naked and he squirmed looking at her magnificent body. "What is wrong slave?"She asked. "Begging your pardon Mistress Diane. Looking at you excites me and my belt his preventing my bruised penis from getting erected. It is painful." He answered. "You deserved the pain slave." She said as she was sitting on his chest. She looked at him between her legs: "I had suspicions that you would not resist the temptation of having food even if you had been ordered not to. You had to be punished right away and I knew that Becky would be rough on you once I left. I bought the whip and used it on you so that you will have something to fear. The rule is simple: you do as ordered and the whip stays away, if you don't you will feel it again. Is that clear slave?" "Yes Mistress Diane. I will do my utmost to please you." She moved her asshole to his mouth and he inserted his tongue. "That is what I wanted to hear. The belt is to stay on for as long as Bridget chooses. With her help, your stomach should expand and you will be able to eat more shit. See how lucky you are? You are getting two Mistress to serve for the price of one." She said laughing. After checking on her mail she dismounted and he went in his bed on the floor when Bridget poked her head in. "Have you finish using him Diane?" She asked. "He is all yours Bridget." Diane answered as she was turning over to sleep. "Get in my bed slave." Bridget ordered. She was naked too, and he squirmed again because of his pain. Looking at her long legs topped by her delicious cunt as she was sitting on his chest excited him. "You would like to take off this awful belt, wouldn't you?" She asked looking at him. Her green eyes were sparkling again. "Yes I would Mistress Bridget please let me out." He answered. "Let's see. I want to ride your new toy first, maybe after." She said as she was turning around to attach the dildo to his belt. Her ass was hovering over his face, increasing his excitation, therefore his discomfort. She sat on his face. His nose was in her ass and her cunt on his mouth and he could hardly breathe. "Get me lubricated. When I will ride it you are to react as if it was your penis fucking me." Bridget instructed him. Her juices had started to flow in his mouth increasing his lust. She turned around and straddled the dildo. He moved his hips slowly at first. When the thing was in her he accelerated his movements trying to synchronize himself with her. She was feeling full, the ridges on the dildo were pushing her toward her first orgasm and he was doing the right moves. Seeing the pain in his eyes sent her over the edge. She rode the thing a few more times and moved up to his face, peed in him and ordered him to lick her clean. That night he barely slept. He could not sleep on his back his ass was too painful and not on his belly the belt was too uncomfortable. He felt his nose being pinched in between toes. He opened his eyes to the pretty legs of Bridget. She lowered her cunt to his mouth and started peeing. "Good morning Diane. Did you sleep well?" "Yes I did. Slave I want scrambled eggs, toast and coffee" Diane said "Me too" added Bridget getting up and letting her night gown fall. He was tired and frustrated. He was still excited by their bodies. He used the toilet, shaved and started the coffee. Bridget walked in the kitchen in red high heels, red mid-length skirt and a white blouse. Her makeup was enhancing her green eyes and red hair. Diane was wearing green high heels, green mini skirt and a white blouse. Her hair was tied back by a matching green scarf. He served their plates, poured the coffee, left the carafe on the table and waited in between their chair. Bridget pointed to hers. He got in position when his tongue was up her ass. He heard; "I feel so good this morning. I guess it is the release of all that sexual energy. I slept like a log." Bridget said with a smile. "He still needs practice in the art of cunnilingus but I must admit that he is getting better at it." Diane said. "Yes he is getting better and he is a fast learner." Bridget said. "Did you know that he served four women yesterday? Including you. He told me he felt nauseous at dinner." Diane said. "Really? He did not mention it when I fed him three stools last night." Bridget said. "It should be easier for him today with only us to serve. I hope his stomach will expand in time." Diane said. "Slave you are to start on your new diet today. You will buy a large bowl, a bag of dog cereals and 24 large cans of dog food. When I come back from work you will put a can of dog food in your new bowl and eat it on the floor. Understood." Diane ordered. Bridget said; "He is nodding yes. Why do you want him on a special diet?" "He started serving me last Friday and as not eaten anything except shit since then. I want him to stay in shape to do his housework. I have received an answer from my friend Lacey the nutritionist. Here have a look." Diane answered has she passed her tablet over to Bridget. "I see. It is true that he is about the same size as a big dog. Why not feed him with table scraps?" Bridget asked. "It would not be enough. With the dog food I can control his intake. I want him to prefer the taste of shit. Remember page 7 of his e-mail?" Diane said "Yes wanting to be treated like a thing." Bridget answered. He was listening to their chatter not wanting any dog food. He was living his dark wishes but he did not remember writing he wanted any dog food. He thought with his tongue in her. "I did not feed him this morning. Have a nice day." Bridget informed Diane. "You too. I will take care of it. See you at dinner." Diane answered. Diane had ordered Joe to get in position on her chair. His nose was wedged in her crack. He was looking at her hair as she pushed the first stool in his mouth. He swallowed fast. The second one was pushing on the first. She was pushing hard to show her mean streak. "You are a good toilet slave. You kept up with me even when I was pushing harder." She said getting up. "Still feel in paradise slave?" She asked looking down at him. "I feel in paradise when I served you Mistress Diane." He answered. "You do not like serving Bridget?" She asked looking sternly at him. "I like serving Mistress Bridget but it is not as good as serving you Mistress Diane." He said. "Good answer slave. Your ass still sensitive?" Diane asked. "Yes Mistress Diane" He said. "Is that the reason why you are fidgeting all the time?" Diane asked. "In part Mistress Diane. Looking at your long legs and your firm ass gets me excited and my penis is still sore from yesterday's visit to your friend office. The belt is painfully preventing it to get erect and when I sit down I feel my sore ass." He said. "On your back you will practice cunnilingus." Diane ordered. She straddled his head and lowered her cunt to his mouth. After coming in his mouth a few times she peed in him and left for her office. He started doing his chores. He was cleaning the pool when Diane came back home from the office. She walked outside on the pool deck watching him. He was puny, average looking, doing his work whistling, looking happy. How could he be happy with the way she treated him? It's true that he wished for it all. She mused. "Slave on your knees, I need to pee" Diane ordered loudly. He turned. He was not expecting her so early. His cheeks were a nice deep red color and he stuttered: "But Mistress Diane we are outside the neighbors might hear us. Worst they might see us." He said. She rapidly walked up to him and slapped him hard in the face. "I gave you an order. Are you rebelling against me?" Diane asked him. He knelt down in front of her. "No Mistress Diane I am not rebelling against you. I am a shy person. I was surprised. Please forgive me." He begged her with tears in his eyes. "Shut up slave. I need to pee. Get in position." Diane ordered. He lifted her mini-skirt, took off her panties and sealed his mouth on her lips. She peed in him and then she turned around. "Greet me properly. The next time you argue it will be five strokes of the whip to begin with. After each punition I will increase the number of strokes by five for the next one. Do you understand?" Diane informed him. Still French kissing her asshole he franticly nodded his head making her smile. He hates the whip, she thought, that is good. She went inside to change in her bikini and get her laptop to revise files of patients, sitting by the pool. "Slave, I want iced tea." Diane said. He brought it to her and knelt beside her chair. Looking at her firm breast, flat tummy and long legs, was getting him all worked up. "Permission to speak Mistress Diane?" He asked. "Yes" She said looking at him. "I want to apologized again for the way I acted before. I am very sorry to have angered you. I ask for your forgiveness Mistress Diane." He pleaded. "You are forgiven. Not forgotten." Diane said. "Thank you Mistress Diane. I will do my best not to get you mad at me anymore." He said. "Let me work I have some research to do. Slave from now on you will have to be naked in the back yard. The fences are high enough to provide privacy." Diane told him. "Yes Mistress Diane." He answered bowing his head and getting undressed. He was seasoning the pork chops for diner when Bridget walked in. He knelt behind her lifted her dress and took off her panties. Looking at her ass being pushed out by the high heels was not helping him with his lust. As he was inserting his tongue in her asshole, Bridget said: "Ah! Slave that is the way to greet me after work. If you keep that up I will believe that you missed me." Bridget said. Diane walked in her empty glass in hand. "Hey Bridget. For your information he is to be naked in the back yard and I peed in him outside." Diane said. "You did Diane. I wanted to break him outside. Ah well. I will have to shit in his mouth by the pool then." Bridget said with a wink at Diane. "I will go for a swim" Bridget said as she walked toward her bedroom to change. "Stay on your knees" Diane said as she straddled his mouth to pee. "We will have diner by the pool. Bridget and I have decided to alternate every day to face sit you when we are having a meal. Do not worry you will be well fed." She said laughing. He was seated in front of Bridget's chair. She was pulling down her bikini bottom lowering her ass to his mouth. He was getting the painful message from his confined penis that it was still impossible to get an erection. Her ass was so well shape. She was heavy on his mouth and he was happy to be where he was. It would have been perfect without that belt. She pushed a stool in his mouth. "Hey Diane, I just broken him outside." Bridget said laughing. "Bridget, I am eating." Diane laughed. "May I remind you he is too." Bridget said still laughing. Bridget gently pushed another stool in his mouth. His lips sealed around her asshole were preventing the unpleasing odors to reach them. She pinched the third one and he started chewing without awaiting her command. "Maybe I should let him out of his cage? What do you think Diane?" Bridget asked. "I had to slap him hard today because he argued when I wanted to pee in him outside. He told me it was because of his shyness. I have forgiven him. I do not think he will argue anymore. He knows that the whip is always close by." Diane said. "Oh, I will not take off his cage before next week then." Bridget was saying as she finished her meal. He could have cried when he heard that. He was so excited. Tonight he could see her wet red hair coming down to the middle of her back. Her nice cheeks on each side of his face. No relief for another week he would have to endure. She got up and pulled her bikini bottom up. "Go make some coffee and served it here" Bridget ordered. "I think he should be let out tomorrow. I want to condition him to ejaculate on command when I shit in his mouth and for that I need to masturbate him at the same time. I have shat faster down his throat this morning to test him. He kept up with me. So page 1 was true. He is a natural and he likes it." Diane informed Bridget when he was gone to make the coffee. "You still have your key to unlock the belt?" Bridget asked Diane. "Yes and I had a third one made it is in my top drawer if you lose yours." Diane answered. When the sun was nearly set Diane closed her laptop and entered the kitchen. He was finishing the dishes. As she was peeing in him she told him; "Get in my bed I want to face sit you." He used the toilet in a hurry and was in position before she got to her bed. She was wearing the top of a baby doll and sat on his chest. She moved her cunt to his mouth for a few orgasms. Then she reclined on his small body and put her asshole on his mouth, crushing his body beneath her, enjoying it. He was going crazy with desire. His bruise cock wanted to get erect and the belt prevented it. She got off him and sent him to bed. As he was lying down. Bridget called him to her bed. "Get in bed I will ride you again. You know the drill." She swung her right leg over his head to install the thing. Her ass hovering over his face was working on him. "Open up. I need to pee." Bridget ordered. She lowered her ass on his face and positioned her cunt on his mouth to pee. She turned around and he adjusted his rhythm to hers. After her orgasms she moved to his mouth. "Clean me slave." Bridget was heavy on his face. Then she sent him to bed. He returned to his bed hornier than ever. He was barely able to sleep. Joe's Therapy Ch. 07 Diane was pinching his nose with her asshole to wake him up. He opened his mouth as she started to pee. "Another close call slave. Eggs, sunny side up, toast and coffee." She went to take a shower. He was getting out of the bedroom. "Slave come here." Bridget ordered. "On your back! I need to pee." She straddled his head looking toward his feet. He was looking at her gorgeous ass lowering toward his face. She liked to sit on his face smothering him. Making him squirm. "I want scrambled eggs this morning." She said standing up. He used the toilet, shaved and started the coffee. Diane was wearing a bright red mini dress with matching high heels. Bridget had a dark marine business suit with black heels. He was trying to get an erection despite of his belt. Diane sat on his face. He was in the dark so he concentrated on rimming her. "Thank you for your hospitality. I am starting to feel better. I do not miss my ex boyfriend as much. Well, I still miss the best part of him but your slave with his new toy is doing a good job at replacing that." She said smiling. "You are welcome. You can stay for as long as you wish." Diane said. "I know but at some point in time I will have to go back to my routine. Mind you I will miss abusing your slave. Maybe I should get one for myself?" Bridget said. "You can visit anytime." Diane said. Diane had fed him a small stool. "Clean me." She ordered as her eyes caught sight of his dog bowl on the floor. She squeezed his tongue so hard in her asshole that he screamed. He was in pain his tongue was so sore. He did not know she could hurt him that way. "Slave you disobeyed me yesterday. You have not started on your new diet. Go wait for me in the exercise room face down on the bench!" Diane ordered. "Can I help you with the whip?" Bridget asked. "Sure aim for his ass and do not hold back. I want his ass to be sore for a week." Diane said. They join him in the exercise room. He had hoped that she would have forgotten that diet. He did not want to eat dog food. Bridget was looking forward to this. She delivered the first blow. He screamed. She took off her damp panties and stuffed them in his mouth. He felt the pain go through him all the way up to his brain. The pain from the second blow was worse than the first. It ran through his nerves and invaded places he did not know of. It was like the sea demolishing a sand castle, relentless and powerful. The third blow had him sobbing. The fourth one gave him the impression that he was drowning in pain. After the fifth one he nearly fainted. The skin of his ass cheek had broken under the force of the last hit. Bridget was breathing hard. She had loved hitting him. It felt so good hearing his muffled screams and then breaking his skin on the last blow was like the proverbial cherry on a sundae. Too bad she had to leave for work. Diane ordered; "Take the panties out of your mouth. I had thought of letting you put ketchup on your food. You can forget it. You will have it without anything else." She was mad at herself for forgetting to start him on his new diet yesterday. She was sure that he would remind her this afternoon. She left for work. He doused his ass with cold water and put some disinfectant on his wound. He was sure that it would leave a scar. He had dried up his tears. Pain was not for him and he hated crying like that. He started on his chores. Diane walked in the kitchen. A can of dog food was on the counter. Good he wanted to be sure not to forget his meal as yesterday she thought. She called him: "Slave. Meal time." He went to the kitchen and greeted his Mistress. As he was kissing her asshole, she said: "You are to eat it all and keep it down. If you do not it will be ten strokes delivered by Bridget. Am I clear?" Diane asked him. He nodded his head in her ass. He had endured enough pain for one day he did not want more. He got up and opened the can and emptied it in his bowl. "Put your bowl on the floor. You are to eat that like a dog on all four." She ordered. He took a bite. It tasted like raw meat. He hated the taste of raw meat. On all four bending down he took a second bite. That position was making it harder for him to keep it in. He sat on his heels and burp. "You are to stay on all four until you have licked your bowl clean." She told him. He realized that eating it in that position would be a bigger challenge than he had anticipated. He was already nauseous after only two bites. He tried to breathe only in between bites when his head was further away from the bowl. He gagged. "Stop that! Remember you are forbidden to throw up. Hurry up, I need to pee." Diane said. She was enjoying the sight of the lines on his ass left by the whip. She had liked watching Bridget whip him. Maybe she could punished him more often. She was letting him eat slowly after all it was his first real meal since Friday. He concentrated on the mental images of her cunt. The pain from his cage was distracting him. He was half way through his dreaded meal. "Come on! I will take off your cage after." Diane urged him. He heaved and tried to increase his concentration on the images in his mind even if he could not get an erection. He was trying to remember the folds in her labia. How he sucked them in his mouth to moved to her vagina and then back to her clitoris. That he would slowly lick before whipping it with his tongue pushing her closer to her orgasm. How he would be drinking her delicious juices. How he enjoyed giving her pleasure. "You did it! I knew you could do it." He heard her say. "Now lick the bowl clean and rollover." Diane ordered. He saw that she had a small key in her hand as she was lowering her ass on his face. She opened the lock on his belt and moved back on his face to pee in his mouth. "You have behaved yourself. I will reward you. First lick me to orgasm." She said. She had taken off his belt and he was rock hard. He really was getting better in the art of cunnilingus or he liked it better she thought. She came on his face. Her juices were flowing in his mouth. She moved her asshole to his mouth. She intended to masturbate him sitting on his face. As he was inserting his tongue in, she touched him and he ejaculated. He felt so good even with his sore ass. She had washed down that awful raw meat taste with her piss. He had given her an orgasm with his tongue and she had let him come. He would have come even if she had not touched him. The sight and the taste of her ass had triggered his orgasm. "Lick my hand clean." Diane said putting it in front of his mouth. He did not like the taste of his own sperm but it was better than dog meat. "Get cleaned up. Then bring me iced tea outside." Diane ordered walking toward her bedroom to change in her bathing suit. He brought her a tall glass of tea near the pool where she was lounging. She was observing him. She needed to find out. "I barely touch you and you ejaculated. Why?" She asked looking at him. "To eat the dog food, I had concentrated on how to practice cunnilingus with you. I was very excited when you freed me from my cage because of those thoughts. The sight of your beautiful ass but mostly the taste of it pushed me over the threshold and I ejaculated." He said honestly kneeling beside her chair his head bowed. "You do realized that you are serving me. I do not coach you in cunnilingus or use you as a toilet for your pleasure?" Diane asked. "I do Mistress Diane. It is exciting for me when you have an orgasm on my face." He answered looking at her beautiful body. She stood up and ordered: "Lie down on my chair. I want to face sit you." She took off her bikini bottom and straddled the chair lowering her firm ass to his face. She wiggled it to spread her cheeks and engulf his face. He was looking up her back at her long pony tail. He was rock hard again. His ass was so sore. She had not put the cage back on him. She was heavy on his face and he loved it. An hour later she got up as Bridget was parking her car in the driveway. He went to greet her by the door as ordered by Diane. "Ah slave you are free. Did you break your cage?" Bridget asked smiling. She was pushing her ass in his face and squeezing his head between her and the wall. He was moving his head from left to right. It amused her; she liked to be rough with him. This morning she had loved hitting him hard, making him cry. She went to her room to put on her bathing suit and joined Diane near the pool. Bridget ordered him in a loud voice as she was getting outside: "Slave bring us iced tea." He was still uneasy about the neighbors overhearing or seeing them. He brought them their tea his face a deep red. He had heard some noise from the neighbors on the left when Bridget had shouted her order. "Are you all right slave? You have nice colors in your cheeks and on your ass." Bridget asked him. "Yes Mistress Bridget I am." He said putting his tray on the table. "Bridget he is shy. He would like to be dressed outside. Remember page 9? About keeping this secret from neighbors and friends." Diane told Bridget. "Did you memorize his e-mail?" Bridget asked. "I did it as part of my routine with a new patient beginning a therapy but his scenario coincided too much with what I wanted from a slave. After the first reading. I knew that I had to enslave him." Diane answered. "He is not living exactly as he wished?" Bridget asked. "No. He is only a slave. He gave up his liberties when he accepted to live here. He is here for my pleasure, to serve me." Diane answered. He was listening carefully. He silently agreed with her. He was here to fulfill her needs to the best of his abilities. He was her slave. "Here put some sunscreen on me." She ordered giving him the tube and lying down on her belly. He got excited again. He would caress her body with his hands. He started applying the cream on her back. Massaging her shoulders going down to her lower back. Then he did her beautiful legs. He had to do the same for Bridget. To caress those two beauties was a reward in itself. "Permission to finish preparing your dinner Mistress Diane." He asked. "Granted. What will it be?" She inquired. "Beef Wellington Mistress Diane." He answered. He went to the kitchen. Relieved to go back inside away from the neighbor's eyes and ears. "Slave! Come here I need to pee." Bridget shouted. She had waited on purpose for him to be inside. He went to her. He was sure that the whole neighborhood had heard her. He was so ashamed that more people would know about him. He knelt before her and she peed in his mouth. They were watched. He could feel it. "My turn. We will have dinner out here slave." Diane said. When she was done he used the toilet and served dinner. With Diane seated on his face as they were finishing their meal, he heard the doorbell. "I will get it." Bridget said getting up. She came back with a nice looking brunette. She looked young. Probably a student Diane thought. She felt him squirm under her and smiled. She had draped a towel over her tights hiding the lower part of her body. "Lucy Bolton, here is asking about someone named Joseph." Bridget informed Diane. "Why are you asking for my slave?" Diane asked Lucy. "Miss Morgan, I rented an apartment and I found very interesting reading material. Here as an example, there is this story depicting the life of a toilet slave to a sadistic nurse. She used him on a daily basis for all her toilet needs with some of her girlfriends." Lucy said. "Call me Diane, please." Diane said. "Bridget." Bridget said waiving her hand. "Then call me Lucy." Lucy said. "How did you find out where he lives?" Bridget asked. "Simple, he gave this address to the landlord who gave it to me." Lucy replied looking at Diane still on his face. She could see his body seated on the floor and her legs on each side of it. "You were hoping to use him?" Diane asked Lucy. " Yes I was. I hoped that he was living alone. Then I would have make him live up to some of his stories. I would have test is full toilet abilities." Lucy said smiling. "Did you bring some of his writing with you?" Bridget asked. "Here. I highlighted the titles of some of my favorites." Lucy answered as she handed a stack of sheets to Bridget. "Would you like a coffee?" Diane asked Lucy. "Yes please." Lucy accepted. Diane got up after attaching her towel around her waist. "Slave! Go prepare the coffee." Diane ordered. Lucy recognized Joe from an old photo she had found in one of his notebooks. "Can you be more specific about your interest in my slave?" Diane asked. She had seen the look of recognition in her eyes. "Well, he has described what I always wanted to do with a slave. You know. Treat him like he is a thing. Getting pleasuring caress's from him in exchange for a little or a lot of torture depending of my whim. My main interest is in toilet slavery." Lucy told Diane. "Have you ever used a toilet slave?" Bridget asked her looking up from the sheets marking her place with her index. "I tried to trained my previous boyfriends but it ended in a mess and they ran away. Like the story at the beginning. The one where the Amazon lady picks up a runt in his late forties and makes his dream come true after her previous slave had ran away." Lucy said. "How old are you?" Diane asked as Joe was serving the coffee. "I am 21 and studying in psychology. I want to be a therapist." She answered looking at Joe. "Just like you Diane." Bridget laughed. "Slave. Give a proper greeting to Lucy." Diane ordered. "You will have to stand up." Diane informed Lucy. "You will like this. He is a good kisser." Bridget told her. He knelt down behind her, lifted her skirt and pushed her tong to the side. She had a nice round bottom and he started French kissing her asshole. "This is great. He is good." Lucy told them. "Told you so." Bridget said smiling. " That was great. Can I use the toilet please." Lucy asked Diane. "No. Toilets are for my slave. You can use him instead." Diane told her laughing at Lucy's surprised look. "Oh! Yes." Lucy answered enthusiastically. "Slave put your head on Lucy's chair." Diane ordered. "Relax. Let him put his tongue in your asshole then push. He will swallow everything. Once you are done simply tell him to clean you." Diane instructed her. She was lighter than Diane or Bridget on his face. He inserted his tongue and it was pushed out immediately. She was delighted. At last she was using a slave's mouth to shit. He was keeping up with her. After feeding him three stools she said: "Slave clean me." Lucy ordered. He licked her clean. Lucy backed up on in face and peed in him. Then she stood up. "Thank you very much. I never was able to feed one of my ex boyfriends. It was such a pleasurable feeling." Lucy told Diane. "You can stay seated on his face." Diane told Lucy. "I would have liked to but I have to go finish a report for tomorrow." Lucy said. Diane gave her a business card as she was walking her to the door. "Call my office tomorrow and leave your coordinates in my voice mail if you do not reach me. I want to hire an intern. We have some interest in common so I would like to see your resume. Maybe you could fill the position and pursue your education at the same time." Diane offered. "I will for sure. I will send you my resume by e-mail. I want to write my thesis on female supremacy." Lucy said thanking Diane again. Diane was stepping outside and she heard: "Slave bring your belt to me with some ice." Bridget ordered. When he was inside to get it. "It is only for the night. I will take it off tomorrow morning." Bridget informed Diane. "No problem. Any good ideas in theses sheets?" Diane asked Bridget. "Well not for him." Bridget laughed. "What do you mean?" Diane asked. "Here a slave is tied up to a bench for the duration of a party and he is the toilet to a group of ladies, or this one where his mistress smother him until he passes out, or this one his mistress put a face dildo on him and rides him to multiple orgasms, or this one his mistress invite a friend over and they take turn whipping him." Bridget gave as examples. "I am not finish reading but he has a lot of imagination." Bridget added. "I do not like the breath play. If you are not careful you could kill him. Then you have to find a new slave and train him. It is the willing full service toilet slave that is hard to find." Diane said. "You are right. He is a very good cook and you do not have to lift a finger around here. You look happier too. After only a few days." Bridget smiled. "True. I am happier less frustrated. I enjoyed his whipping this morning and he is improving in the practice of cunnilingus." Diane answered. "Me to! I think we should whip him more often and in the evening when we have more time." Bridget said. "Because he is a willing toilet slave he does not need much training. He had visualized himself as such to a tall blonde Mistress as mentioned on page 1. He loves being a slave. In his mind he has to be the best toilet he can be. It was on page 10. We will have to think about excuses to whip him more often." Diane said smiling. "Maybe we should go shopping again." Bridget suggested.