0 comments/ 21487 views/ 6 favorites Lucy May Gets Pissed Ch. 01 By: angiefuch This is a fantasy story and any resemblance to persons or institutions is unintentional and the author apologises unreseredly for any hurt thereby experienced by any person "I'm sorry uncle Ryan." she said simply as I loosened her gag. "No you're not, not yet Lucie May, you will be, but not yet." I checked the bindings on her arms again, "Have you any idea what it's like for a convicted rapist in the County Pen." "No, Uncle Ryan." she agreed. "So why did you do it, why did you lie? Why tell the Sheriff that I did those things to you?" "You were mean to me." she exclaimed. "What in the hell do you mean, mean to you?" I said "You never noticed me, even when I bought the yellow dress and showed you my panties when I sat down." she explained. "Panties, you never wore no panties." I told her. "You ignored me." she said, "I didn't like it." "My Dad beat me up, your dad beat me up," I remembered and told her "My own Mom kicked me out the house and back down the Jail house when the Sheriff let me out, they all believed you and not me, and they all said I had to plead guilty to save you the embarrassment of testifying, you lying little bitch." "I'm so sorry, I'll do anything to make it right," she wailed. "Not one visit, not one phone call or card for five years, hell I got maximum parole, I could still be there!" I yelled at her. She cringed in her dark blue dress with the grey cardigan over it, her bare legs with white socks and black low heel shoes, her jacket lay beside her. "You're my brother's little girl, my niece for Christs sake." I reminded her. "And you never fancied me?" she sort of said, like half way asked. "I got a hard on every time I seed you." I admitted, "You understand that I got to punish you don't you." "Yes," she agreed. "Proper punished," I said, "So you never forget." "Yes." she said quietly. "So you fucked Jimmy Plant right through did you? I guess you must have to tell the Sheriff all them details." "No, just the twice, the first time he was sweet and then the other her tore my blouse, and Dad got mad, and I thought how mean you were so I blamed you." "You ruined my life, I never did high school because of you, I never had a girl in five solid years, can you understand that, I'm twenty two years old and." I couldn't say it. "I couldn't admit I was lying!" she said quietly, as she lay in the dirt of the trunk of my 72 Dodge Charger. "No but I reckon you turned eighteen last May." I announced "And screwin nieces ain't incest in this County." I looked at her cases piled in the Charger, it was so simple to just lift her right off the street when she was changing buses at Union Square, she knew instantly she didn't have a chance. The .38 stuck in my waistband proved that, and she came real quietly, it wasn't till we hit the mountains that I put her cases in the car and her in the Trunk. I trussed her up like a turkey, gagged her and she never protested at all. ================================ Bernard Maffin had done twenty five years inside for rape and incest, there was not one thing about perversion he didn't know about and he had taught a lot me during long long nights when I shared a cell with him after I left youth wing at the Pen and joined the seniors when I turned eighteen. "You keep your own council boy." he told me, "I ain't had a hard in ten years, but that's our secret." When other inmates were having their ass holes reamed out the size of a mans fist old Bernard just told tales of girls and stuff, "You just goof off son," he said as he told me about the girls he screwed and the lies they told when their daddies found what dirty little sluts they were. Bernard was a true friend he never laid a finger on me, and he liked describing what he done and what he would do to low-life bitches when he got out as much as I liked to hear him talk and all he would say was "Better Son?" when he heard the clanging of my Jism on the side of the can as I goofed off, but now he was out and helping run the chicken ranch in Manson, Bideford County, just a mile over the state line from Chablis in the Commonwealth. Bernard told me how to get even, "You got to take them right to hell, burn their minds out then you get even," he said, and that's where we were headed. I took Lucie May into the Chicken Ranch, I unbinded her and let her ride up front with me the last mile or so, there was a bored looking angel on reception. An Angel in a tight black leather jacket maybe three sizes too small which gaped open showing her black brassiere with the cutest DD cup titties crafted from pure silicone, and back fishnet tights and black stilettoes and an impossibly tight, impossibly short tiny little red leather skirt. A blonde Angel with the cutest little button nose that bone saw and scalpel could craft and flashing green eyes. "Hi, I'm Ryan McCabe" I said, "and this is Lucie-May, Mr Mafin said he had spot for her?" "More like Lucy will," the Angel said "or maybe Lucy will for twenty dollars, Oh." the girl realised "You're the bitch that cried rape!" "I was raped, I just said uncle Ryan did it when it was someone else." she explained. "Then you're a total bitch," the Angel insisted, "I'll show you your rooms." Lucie looked at me, the woman continued, "Sure Honey we got separate rooms, you can sleep with Mr Ryan if he decides to fuck you maybe, but for now he gets a nice plain Motel room and you go to work. "I'm Sassy by the way, Saskia," the woman said, "I'll give you rest room two, Lucie," she added as she collected the keys from the board, "Then I'll get you settled in room twenty two." I took Lucie- May's cases and followed Saskia to the rest room, "This is the Mens, you can start here." It was a small room with a wash basin and hand drier, all nicely tiled, and to one side a wooden door, Saskia opened it, there was a cubicle, tiled throughout, floors walls, not the ceiling obviously, but up as far as five feet was white glazed tiles , the ceiling was white and the tops of the walls but there was just a pole maybe five feet high and five inches round and in front this hole maybe eight inches around. There was another door beside it and Saskia ordered, "Put her cases in there." and pointed, I opened the door, it was just a store room. "Go on in Lucie." Saskia ordered, "Now, get her lifted up Mr McCabe, slip that pole up her back inside her dress and lets get her strapped up. "Uncle Ryan!" Lucie squealed, "What is this?" "A urinal." Saskia suggested, "Some guys will maybe jerk off but mainly they just take aim at you and let fly when they need a leak." "Hush girl." I said and held her tight as I lifted her up and Saskia guided the pole up the groove of Lucie's ass cheeks and on up stretching and splitting her dress and slipping inside her bra strap till she sat down on the floor with her ass over the hole. Saskia quickly wrapped straps around Lucie's waist and under her tits trapping her elbows to her side and waist and one around her neck to keep her steady. "They ratchet tight and need a three eighths hex key to release," Saskia said helpfully. "What do you mean urinal?" Lucie asked. "Hell doll men's going to piss on you," Saskia suggested, "They going to stand and pull down their zippers and piss all over you." "You want a ball gag Lucie-May, stop them pissing right down your throat?" I asked. "I guess." she replied. "Only for the introductory period, though, you best get used to sucking cock soon as you can." Saskia mentioned casually, "But before we gag you I guess I best be nice to you, put a nice taste in your mouth." Saskia stepped past me and advanced towards the helpless Lucie-May and raised her skirt a tad, I saw her tights had no gusset, and the crotch was wide open and she didn't have any panties neither, she just walked and pushed that hairless cunt of hers right in Lucie-Mays face. "Lick my juices girl," Saskia ordered," line your mouth with girl juice, hell I'm getting wet just thinking of all that piss." Saskia ground her crotch into Lucie Mays face, "Tongue bitch, lick my cream out with your tongue." Saskia squirmed around for a while. "Well if you wont lick I guess I'll squirt." Saskia announced as she lost patience. The stream of piss was as great a shock to Lucie-May as it was to me, it hit her square in the mouth just back of her bottom teeth and some went out the sides of her mouth and some straight down her throat, "Now you savour that sweet taste." Saskia suggested as she took the ball gag and put it in and strapped it around Lucie-May's head, lifting her shiny clean honey blonde hair to cascade and hide the strap. "Hell, you don't want Piss in your eyes do you?" Saskia asked. Lucie shook her head, "look up then, left," Saskia applied some eye drops, "And right," she put some in the other eye, "And close." Lucie-May closed her eyes and Saskia held the eyelids tight down for a second. "There, that'll stop it," Saskia suggested, "I super-glued her eyes shut, you need a leak, Mr McCabe?" "I guess," I said. I dropped my zipper and took out my tool, it wasn't hard nor yet sort of curled up just a semi, I tried to go wee but having Saskia there was off putting. "Come on, I don't have all day." Saskia complained but the most I could do was a few drips that landed on Lucie May's tits. "There's water in the lobby" Saskia explained, "and a quart Jug." I stepped outside and took a good drink, I figured I saw my belly swell as I drank two quarts straight off and then after ten minutes I was ready to perform. This time I took my pants right off, my first attempt hit Lucie-May right smack on her nose, piss water sprayed both sides, over her face and her cheeks and eyebrows, some wetted her hair but most of that warm flow went down her neck one way or another and her Cardigan turned dark as the piss soaked right in. "Sure was a good move gluing them eyelids, Miss Saskia." I said. "Yeah, Bernard said watch out for infections, said he wanted this one healthy." Saskia explained, "You pissed out?" "What?, oh yes, no, there's more." I tried again but the flow was weak. "You got any cum in there?" Saskia asked as she cupped my balls with one hand and fingered her own snatch with the other. I forgot all about pissing as my tool reared to full height, Saskia took my hand and put my fingers at her snatch, I explored gently, but now she had my balls and she made a cunt of her fist and she was giving me a hand job, I guess it took maybe twenty seconds before I cascaded Jism on Lucie May, it sort of smacked her forehead as Saskia sort of aimed it. "Gee you needed that,," Saskia announced, "You need training, that's a mighty spurt but so soon, you need to learn control boy." she sounded severe but she was smiling, and she started to smear my creamy jism all around Lucie-May's face and over her eyelids. "This is when she starts to feel like shit," Saskia explained, "Piss trickling down between her tits, and then we start working the Jism right in her hair like a shampoo, Jism binds the hair so the piss sinks in, hell she'll be begging for her hair shaved right off before we know it." Saskia expertly spread that Jism out so it looked like Lucie-May been spunked on by half a dozen big dogs, "hell I reckon this facility's ready for business." Saskia sort of pushed me out the cubicle as I hitched up my pants, we washed our hands and went in the corridor. Saskia changed the out of order sign from Luice-May's rest room to the door of rest room One and we waited for a customer. "I noticed the sign on the door said No Dumping, Dump in RR4 on level Two." "You want to fuck honey?" Saskia asked, "It's a dollar a minute" she paused, "so give me fifty cents." she seemed to think it was hilarious. "I guess you been taking it up the tail?" she asked. "No. a couple of guys tried but they soon backed off when Bernard told them to." I replied. "Bernard said you was innocent, so was he see, most times." Saskia agreed. "Me and Barbara sleep with him most nights, he talks, and then he checks who gets wettest, he said he's going to." she broke off as the Janitor approached, his tan coat contrasted with his ugly dark brown face, I figured he wore shorts as his legs were bare above his short leather boots. "This Urinal installed miss?" he asked. "Sure is, Jacob you need a leak?" Saskia replied. "No Mam." The Janitor replied. "There's Water in there, and there's some Lime Cordial in the store." Saskia urged. "I just aimed to Goof off Miss." Jacob explained, "I ain't comfortable," he flicked his coat open and around seven inches of black sausage just sprang up, I just stared at the bulbous reddish head, I guess it was purple like mine but it looked red against his brown meat, but I had never really seen Negro meat before. "Miss Sassie, will you do me the honour of Jacking me off?" Jacob asked hopefully. "Sure honey, but you keep that thing aimed away from my snatch, I don't want to breed no half breeds." "Sure Miss Saskia, soon as I raise ten thousand I'm buying a night with you, you remember that now." He warned her. "Jacob, I'd rather work in Wall Mart than let some Negro ball me, you fuck my ass like the other Negroes ok," she looked at me. "So I'm a racist whore, deal with it" Saskia announced, "Mom always said brown seed in the brown hole, clean white seed in front, it did her no harm, except she got aids and died." That's when I saw Jacob wasn't wearing pants at all, just a tee shirt under his coat, and Saskia followed him into the cubicle, "Hey McCabe, you want to watch?" Saskia asked Saskia was an artist with a tool, she had that black meat straining and twitching as she once again formed her fist into a cunt and cupped his balls but this time when she judged it she shover two fingers up his ass and straight away he started loosing that ugly grey cum all over Lucie -May. It stunk. "Hell Jacob, you need to keep regular, this is stale." Saskia complained, "And get an enema," she said sadly as she looked at her two shit covered fingers." "Fuck!" she said. "Maybe Lucie-May could clean them for you?" I suggested. "Yes, Jacob, you get a nice drink of Cordial, and I'll get my fingers cleaned," Saskia suggested and as he squeezed past me so Saskia pulled out Lucie-May's ball gag. She held her shit covered fingers under Lucie-May's nose, lick them little one, make me all lovely and clean so I feel up your fuck hole." Saskia said so sweet and gentle that Lucie opened her mouth and started sucking. "Oh wow Lucie, you're a born shit licker, your sister sure sucks nice Mr McCabe." "She's my niece." I reminded her. "What ever, that bitch is churning my juices, you want to help out? Saskia invited "What?" I asked. "Rub my clitty maybe?" She asked, "Please." It was no hardship, I reached around and found that little bud. "Hey, be gentle, say you are inexperienced aren't you?" Saskia said quietly, I sort of tried again more gently, "That's good, Ooh that's very good, oohh," I had to hold her as her knees buckled, she felt lovely and warm and soft, except those silicon tits, "Ohh, that's very nice, thank you." "Hey, I got things to do, you ready." Jacob said, "I'm busting!" Saskia looked carefully at her fingers and wiped them on a dry bit of Lucie-May's cardigan, "You all right honey," "Uggh, No" said Lucie-May, "I'm all wet!" Saskia shoved the ball gag firmly back in Lucie-May's mouth to protect her mouth from Jacobs piss, and we stepped aside and let Jacob past. Jacob sure was busting, that spray of piss just started but for some reason the stream of piss veered off hitting Lucie-May's left shoulder, Jacob was slow to react so Saskia reached around and next thing that piss stream shot up the side of her neck then it was hitting the pole, "Leave go!" shouted Jacob as they wrestled with his now shrunken member, and suddenly the stream was hitting her forehead and sprinkling over her hair like soft rain. "Oh that's better!" Jacob exclaimed as the last flow of piss splattered across Lucie-May's skirt and her bare legs. "Guess I better do some work." "I'll show you your room," Saskia offered, and she led me away back down the corridor, she seemed to spend a long time straightening her skirt but even when she finished I could still see her sex under the hem. There was another gorgeous girl at reception, dark haired brown eyed, very similar nose job to Saskia's, similar Silicone Tits. "Hey where you been, it's my coffee break." she asked. "Hi Alley, we call her Alley because she's a vicious little wildcat." Saskia told me. "Hey, I'm Pussy cat, with the emphasis on Pussy, and its Alli with an I." said Alli. "We installed a Piss slut in Rest room two." Saskia told her, "She got this guy five years in the Pen for a rape that wasn't." "You come to see if you like girls honey?" Allie asked. "I sure like girls," I said eagerly. "But you been taking it up the ass, I guess, cause you look like a pretty boy not no big bull shafter, no offence." Allie asked. "No, I never took nothing nor shafted nothing," I confirmed, "Just goofed off a lot.!" I heard a click, Saskia had wrapped a long blue skirt around herself and had fastened it with a wide elasticised belt, she slipped on a matching Jacket and a string of pearls and she looked real elegant just like a regular air hostess or something, hardly like a whore at all. The room was a chalet style building, away from the main block, just four rooms a bedroom and bathroom and lounge and kitchen but it had a Computer and TV and comfortable chairs, and a dining table, "You eaten?" Saskia asked. "No," I replied. "Food not Pussy!" she clarified. "I meant food!" I said. "I know you did, you haven't had many girls have you?" she said quietly, I'm a bit too full on aren't I." she observed. "You're so beautiful, I guess," I wasn't sure what to say. "Oh, you're so sweet." she said, "You just watch TV and I'll send a maid, You like Roast Chicken, Apple Pie?" "Sure" I agreed. "Then watch TV and I'll send a maid to cook for you., Bye." she left me to relax. I fetched my cases from the Dodge, took them to the bedroom and got a shower, I put some fresh laundered Levis on and a white Tee shirt and headed downstairs. There was a Maid in my kitchen, busy working away cooking. She looked sweet, mousey hair, slim, but she wore a long sort of check uniform, not french maid style but regular maid style. "Hi." I said. "Oh, Hi" she said, "Miss Saskia said you wanted Chicken." she looked nice, ordinary, but there was a scar on her face, her nose was maybe crooked and her teeth were sort of pushed back. "I'm Ryan, Ryan McCabe," I introduced myself. "Yes, Oh I'm Ruth, Ruth Brown, spelled the German way." her Tits were nothing special B cup C maybe but the lower legs seemed dainty enough, I started wondering about her thighs "Hi." I said, "So you're She turned, "Like I'm the maid, I just clean and cook if you want, ah, company I will call a girl over." "That smells real good, like Moms." I choked up, I had just ate freezer meals and had Burgers since I got out and there sure weren't no home cooking in the Pen. She looked around, "Mr Maffin said you been inside," "He's a great guy." I said, "Look I never raped no one, hell never even screwed her." "Look I just cook, I don't judge." she said. I watched TV for a while, then I grabbed a coke from the freezer, "You want a coke?" I asked, I saw she was loading my plate up, "You having some?" I asked. "Oh no, we have a canteen, unless you invite me." she said. "Well I can't eat all of that," I said, "At least I could but I need to keep in shape." she looked puzzled, "Will you join me?" Lucy May Gets Pissed Ch. 01 She smiled and started to prepare a second plate, The sun was going down and you could see the fiery orange glow of the sunset reflected in a lake away down the wooded valley, so I dimmed the lights and lit up some candles, I guess I should have poured some wine but I had no taste for alcohol after five years inside. She looked fine in the candle light, and the food was wonderful, we didn't talk much, but then it was over an she cleared away and put the plates in the dishwasher, she collected her coat from the hook on the back of the kitchen door, and turned to me. "Would you like to mark my card?" she said seriously. "What?" I asked. "Mr Maffin said I might ask you, you see I have to get five customers to sign that they, ah" she paused. "What?" I said. "Look Mr Maffin will put me through the program, you know fix my teeth and scars, maybe do my boobies, but I have to get my card marked to prove I've been with at least five customers." "Sure, I'll sign" I said. "But we have to go to bed first." she insisted, "I have to stay the night." she looked at me hopefully. "Sure." I agreed, "I better go and check on the lying bitch, but I'll see you at ten, ok?" "Is she in the rest room?" she asked. "Yes," "I did that last week," she confirmed, "Mr Maffin insisted, it's very boring." "Isn't it disgusting?" I asked. "Well the piss is warm so its like having a warm shower and you get used to the smell after a while, and he never made me swallow." she looked at me, "Sorry, me and my big mouth." I made my way to reception, Saskia took me down the corridor, "Little Ruthie took a shine to you, she fell out a tree when she was nine years old, she needs thousands of dollars of surgery, her folks can't afford to send her to college, be kind to her, ok?" I was real impressed that Saskia had such a caring side, I guessed she had been in Ruthie's position once. Lucie-May was sitting over her hole, he was completely drenched in piss, her cardigan and dress were thrown in a corner and she was wearing a red dress, open at the front which showed a white brassiere with blue trim cups, everything was soaked with piss. "She needs changing," Saskia announced and she grabbed Lucie-May's dress and tore it down the front, "fetch her stuff" "Hell, Saskia, This is her best stuff." I observed, "That's the whole point, lets find what she thinks," Saskia asked as she pulled Lucie-May's ball gag out. "Hi honey, you comfy?" Saskia asked. "No, can I get up my legs, I can't feel my legs." Lucie-May said. "Ryan want's me to fast forward," Saskia continued, "Usually we dress you in everything you own and tear it off you when its piss soaked but how's about we put the rest in the Africaaid rag bin. "Anything, please." Lucie May agreed. "I'll get my rubbers." Saskia agreed, she went to the store room, I watched Lucie-May her hair was completely saturated with piss, her skin ugly and red raw where her piss soaked bra strap rubbed, I saw her hair was matted where someone had cum in it, and piss gradually dripped down off her hair and off her tits and finally off her crotch and down the hole she was squat over. Saskia returned in a huge plastic coverall, wearing rubber gloves and carrying some more gloves and a surgical appliance, "What the hell is that?" I asked. "A Catheter, here put these gloves on and raise her up." I did as she said and grasped Lucie-May under her armpits, raising her up the post Saskia fiddled with something and Lucie May yelped and then Saskia said to set Lucie May down. I eased Lucie-May back down and Saskia unhitched her bra strap and she took a craft knife and cut away Lucie-May's panties and then Saskia peeled off her rubber gown and we stood back as Lucie-May squat there over her hole blinded and confused, "What have you done to me?" she asked. "It's a Catheter honey drains your wee wee, you did want to move up a stage?" "Oh god," Lucie May exclaimed. "Just pop the ring gag in and you can start taking piss in you mouth, ok." Saskia handed Lucie-May the ring gag and even with her elbows strapped round her waist I realised Lucie could still put it her own mouth. "Come on, honey, sooner you get the ring in sooner its over." Saskia pointed out. "ok," Lucie agreed and popped the ring gag in, except she had to try several times to get her jaw open wide enough, and as soon as it was in Saskia fastened the strap. I heard a deep gruff voice in the room outside, "Hey, you going to be all day, I'm busting for a leak," "No sir, I guess we're done." Saskia replied and then we let the guy in, he was big, not tall but he had a beer belly that flopped over his belt that suggested he had been in heavy beer drinking training, but he shut the door and we heard rather than saw Lucie-May taking a jet of piss right in her mouth. "She needs to learn to wipe up with her tongue." he told us as he left the room. Lucie-May looked just fine, well she was still breathing, it was barely thirteen hours since I picked her up from the Bus station, all crisp and perfumed and wholesome, now she was just a toilet, she sort of coughed and piss spurted from her mouth and cascaded sort of down over her tits, trouble was she probably hadn't cottoned on yet. Her hair looked so disgusting, like the fur of a decomposing rat that fell in a cess pool except longer of course, she spent so much time combing that hair, keeping it clean and groomed and it was real good to see it messed up. I remembered I had a hot date, "Bye Lucie-May, you have a good night now." I said. "Mr McCabe, where's your manners, Lucie-May will get covered in zits if we don't disinfect her, here take this." Saskia suggested, as she handed me a sprayer with a hand pump and nozzle, "Oh and stuff this rag in her mouth so she doesn't swallow any." Poor Lucy-May just felt the spray all over her it was cold so she was confused, I tried to make sure I got the disinfectant all over her, Ok I guess it burned a bit but she didn't need zits and rashes did she? Ruth was waiting when I returned, I took a shower, then I took a bath then I had a shower again, just in case I stunk of piss, then I washed my hair, poor Ruthie thought I was some kind of obsessive nutter until I said about disinfecting Lucie-May. "You're very thoughtful." she said, "I made some pancakes for supper or do you want to fuck first?" "Pancakes I guess," I said, she looked pleased, "I guess we can eat in the lounge." I didn't really pay much heed to the way I looked, I just pulled on some tracksuit bottoms, and I sat down on the settee, flicked on the TV there was a gadget on the Shopping Channel that took my eye and she sat beside me, she had the pancakes on a plate but somehow she managed to spill a drop of syrup on my chest, next thing, she was licking it off, she still had her brown uniform smock thing on but as I quickly discovered she had nothing under it and it unbuttoned real easy, I guess I didn't expect her to be so aroused, her nipples were nicely stiffened. There was a little hiccup when she went for her condoms in her pocket while I grabbed mine from my pants, and real soon she was lying on the settee, her legs wide spread and she was guiding me inside of her, she felt real sweet, not like screwing a whore at all, just nice, I hope she liked it because to be honest, I hadn't done a whole lot of screwing, but it seemed pretty good to me. I guess we fell asleep, because next thing it was four in the morning, I saw she was sleeping so I picked her up real carefully and carried her to bed, I needed the bathroom so I slipped my Tee shirt and Levis on and my trainers of course and I headed for reception, I had to buzz to get in and the dark haired dark eyed and slightly dark skinned Angel seemed relieved that I just needed the bathroom, "You know the way?" she asked. I agreed and made my way down the corridors, the rest room was occupied, but the door was open and he wasn't having a wee by the way her head was bobbing in time to his big bare fat ass it wasn't a wee that he was enjoying. His light coloured pants were round his ankles and he had his shirt rucked up and his jacket hung on a hook. He grunted a few times, pulled out and then thoughtfully washed her mouth out with a stream of piss, he realised I was watching and turned around, he seemed a pretty ordinary sort of corporate guy with a tiny ginger beard "Hey sorry, didn't know you was waiting in line." he said politely as he hitched his pants up, tucked his shirt in and slung his jacket over his shoulder. "No sweat," I said, as he walked past me, I looked at her, the smell was pretty bad, "Hi Lucie-May, how you doing?" She sort of grunted through her ring gag, but I wasn't caring what she thought, as I slipped my zipper down and took aim, even I was embarrassed how bad it stunk as that stream of yellowish orange piss splashed over her face before I got an aim on her mouth and it started to flow down her throat with a gurgle like music. I was even disappointed when the flow stopped, I saw that her own piss was trickling down the pipe from her Catheter, showing she had been well used. "Goodnight Lucie-May" I said, I felt myself getting hard, it must have been obvious because the girl on reception said, "Oh, look I need a minute!" "Hey, no offence but I got a girl waiting on me in my rooms." I explained. "Yes, sorry, it's difficult, you see," she said, "watching repeats of David Letterman then trying to get turned on sort of instantly." "Goodnight" I said and I headed out and across to my cabin. Ruthie was still sleeping when I got back to the bedroom, I gently rolled her onto her back and woke her by flicking my tongue across the mound of her sex. "Is it morning?" she asked. "No not yet." I replied as I felt her getting damp, I used my fingers instead coaxing as she melted to my touch " I just thought how lovely you looked." She welcomed me with open arms and even wider open thighs, I was hard already and I just grabbed a condom and rolled it on and I slid in her so sweet it seemed like I was in heaven, we seemed to fuck for ages, but I guess it was no more than a quarter of an hour. Next thing I knew it was morning and there was the smell of coffee and waffles in the air, and a space in my bed, "Will you mark my card?" Ruthie asked. "Sure" I agreed, it needed a signature and marks out of five with five being "Excellent." I grabbed a pen and gave her a five. She made sure I had everything I needed and returned to the main facility. I took a hike, the Hotel building stood four square and impressive on the steep hill side looking down the pine clad valley sides while a dozen or so Chalets were spread among the trees on the slopes above the Hotel, tracks led off up the little mountain and down towards the lake and all around the valley, but most guests were more interested in indoor sport than hill walking. Walking back was a nightmare, I needed a leak and I knew just where to have it but it seemed like hours before I could get to the restroom and Lucie-May. There was a line of guys waiting, I near gave up but they shifted pretty quickly and I was able to let fly, she was naked of course, the black from the belts had stained her where the piss made then dye run, she was dog tired and barely registered when the piss hit her, I walked right up to her and eased the tip of my tool against her lips, well the ring gag, and I let fly. The piss just gurgled and bubbled as it went in her mouth and down her throat, she coughed and I thought she might drown, but she recovered, I saw piss was just running straight of her through the Catheter straight down the hole. I decided I might as well leave her for a few days but when I got to reception I was told Mr Maffin wanted to see me. I went upstairs, Mr Maffin had the use of an office on the top level O2, I knocked gently, he shouted "Come In" and I stepped inside. "Hey Ryan, good buddy, come on in, how d'you get on last night?" he asked. "Yeah great, it was real good." I agreed. "That Ruthie ain't no five though, Ryan, I guess you ain't done much screwing?" "It was sure five star to me, Mr Maffin." I suggested. "How'd you like her Tits?" he asked. "Nice, I guess I don't like em too big, it's a pity about her scars, she's real sweet." I told him. "See son we have a problem," I noted he called me "son." "Its so quiet here mid week," he said, "Friday through Sunday it fine, Monday through Thursday it's dead." "So," I asked. "Well piss parties, and study and screw." he said. "What!" I said. "Miss Barnfield gave me two months trial to turn the place round, I reckon if we used the fountain in the ground floor as a Piss pit, that's one answer and getting a teacher to teach the girls when there's no Johns will help keep girls without paying such high salaries." "What?" I said. "We said about it in the Pen," he suggested, "you said they could study all week and fuck all weekend like Uni students, and you said you wanted that bitch in a well so you could piss on her till she drowned." "Yes, that's right." I agreed. "So you want the job of setting it up?" he asked, "My assistant, same trial as me, like there' six weeks left?" he showed me a figure in dollars, "That's a week." he said simply, "And you get room and board, not the Chalet but it's better than that cell." I just reached out and shook his hand, and one half hour later I was stripped to the waist heaving the statue of General Ulysses Grant out of the fountain ready to make our piss pit. See old Bernard expected me to sit at the Computer for a week and make plans but I'm a hands on sort of guy, and when I checked the basement I figured the whole statue fountain thing was a wishing well originally and I had about a ton and a half of silt and rocks dug out before I reached rock bottom six feet down from the lip, I guess it was three a.m before I finished up, I lost count of the barrow loads of rocks and soil I carried out and tipped, hell I even set the Statue up on a itty bitty mound looking west over the lake. I woke next morning to a familiar smell of Coffee, and the unfamiliar feel of Ruthie's lips around my tool, "Mmph ooff wegan." she said. I found later that Bernard had sent her to practice giving head. She was wearing a very tight red leather skirt and a white top maybe three sizes too small, oh and slippers, that's all. It seemed a waste of a prick full of jism with her sucking it, so I hauled on a rubber and laid her right across the coffee table, ok so two legs broke right off, but it was a real nice fuck. "You don't think I should get my tits done?" she asked. "Nope." I replied. "Just them scars, not that I notice, but I guess they bother you?" "You're sweet." she said. "I best check on Lucie-May." I suggested. You could smell her from the corridor, she was getting real rank, but there was no one in line so I stood well back and pissed at maximum range, she barely seemed to notice, but there was quite a crop of zits round her nose and in her scalp, someone had strapped her thighs to her ankles and the piss was running so I guessed she was still popular. Saskia came to find me, "Mr Mafffin said you were in charge of Lucie-May, do you want to do phase three," she asked. "What phase three?" "The pipe, that pipe." she pointed, it was s regular sewer pipe but instead of going from above through a right angle to the wall I saw how she pushed it back and swung it around so it was aimed at Lucie -May. "Like its from the restroom above," she explained, "Look out!" there was a flushing noise and half a dozen small brown turds and a deluge of piss water splashed all over Lucie-May. "We should shut this door off and send people upstairs," Saskia suggested. "Sure do it," I agreed. "Hey no lets put a barrier across and stop anyone getting dropped on accidentally." "Yes, there's some tools just down the corridor," Saskia suggested, "follow me!" she swept from the room and led me to the store room, there was a tool bag and several pieces of lumber stacked in a corner, all I needed were some screws. "I need a screw." I announced, Saskia burst out laughing, I stared at her and then I realised what I had said, I spotted a box of assorted double twist cross heads in the tool bag and was able to say, "Here some.!" I grabbed the bag and a piece of two by one timber and blushing furiously I headed back to the restroom, It was simple to saw the timber to length and then I fixed it across the door frame a couple of feet up, and the off cut was long enough to fix higher up, you could still climb through the gap but you had to make a deliberate decision. A guy in a smart jacket and pants with an open neck shirt stepped into the room, "Hey, what's this?" he asked. "We have the tube open sir ." Saskia suggested, "It's for your protection." "Hell, I wanted oral." he said. "I'm afraid the free oral offer has expired sir," I explained making things up as I went along, " but Sassie here can provide a substitute for shall we say fifty dollars?" "Yes, sure," Saskia agreed. "I'll get going." I suggested as I collected up the tools, the guy produced a roll of hundred dollar bills and peeled one off and handed it to "Sassie" and I left them to it. I found Saskia gargling in rest room one a few minutes later, "You were right to say fifty." she said, "Yuck." she grimaced, "But it was so funny, he pissed like a garden sprinkler," she said, "It never even reached her!" We locked rest room one again and headed for reception. Allie was waiting for us. "Bernard said do you want to use the separator?" Allie asked. "What's the separator," I asked. "Well it sort of separates the solids from the liquid, then we can aim the tube right down her throat without choking her." Saskia explained. "Shit" I exclaimed. "We only allow three hours at a time." Allie added, "And we keep an eye on the girl, it's gross!" "Then let's do it!" I announced. "Jacob likes to watch" Allie said, "So we can let him do that while we get on with other things." Allie came with me leaving Saskia at the desk, she clambered through the lumber and simply undid some wing nuts which allowed the lower part of the piss tube to drop at forty five degrees, sort then she reached down a grille from a hook on the far wall and dropped it into the resulting trough so and solids such as turds or tissue landed on Lucie-May's head and an end fitting with a flexible pipe to feed the liquids in a curve to line up with her mouth, when she was satisfied she pulled a lever on the back wall and the flush started, this time it was water only. about five quarts, Lucie-May spluttered and coughed. "I'll switch to recirculation, Allie suggested, as she flicked a switch and a neon indicator came on, "It takes piss from the hole and re-circulates it through the flush." she explained, as she quickly retreated to the outer restroom. "Damn I can't piss in her mouth," I exclaimed. "The eyes is worst," Allie said, I stared at her, "Yes I do piss duty sometimes, the pay's real good." she admitted. "I guess I'll have to try the eyes," I said as I dropped my pants. I felt Allie's eyes on me, I started to get hard, "Hell how can I piss straight like this!" I complained but soon I couldn't stop that warm flow and as Allie aimed the flow I pissed right in Lucie-Mays closed eyes and over her hair. I only just finished when the flush operated and soft turds and tissue wrapped themselves round Lucie-Mays hair and gallons of stinking yellow piss poured down and into her mouth. "Sorry, I was held up" Jacob explained as he joined us. "That's fine Jacob!" I said "You take over ok, then maybe I'll take over when she's done." I went upstairs, I needed a dump. It was a good feeling seeing those turds disappear and I knew I could watch it hitting on Lucie-May over and over as it was all recorded on Video. Lucy May Gets Pissed Ch. 01 I felt dog tired so I took a cat nap and came back ready for Three O'clock when Lucie-May had to finish her stint. Saskia came with me, I removed the lumber across the door frame and we counted down the seconds until we released Lucie-May, I undid her belts, wearing rubber gloves of course, and when she was released I put a collar and leash on her and gave her a tug, she stayed stock still so I gave her a decent yank and she started moving. There were a dozen or so businessmen waiting for their seminar when I dragged the filthy stinking, agonised, blinded sub human that had been Lucie-May past them, her catheter still spilling piss as she walked, and then I dragged her down the rock strewn path towards the stream that flowed down waterfalls to a little lake or big pond. She yelped incoherently through her ring gag. "You lying bitch." I whispered. as we walked. We got to the pond, there was a ten foot waterfall dropping in it so I made her walk down the stream bed, I unhitched the leash and kicked her ass as she sort of groped her way with her arms still bound to her sides until she just slipped right over the water fall. She splashed like some freakish albino monkey, stooping real awkward and falling real awkward. I dived right in as well, and pinned her on the bottom for three minutes nearly until my lungs were bursting then I dragged her to the surface. She had quit breathing, I thought of mouth to mouth but there was no way I was putting my mouth where all that piss had gone so I slapped her around some till she started breathing. Saskia came and undid some valve thing on the Catheter and dragged it right out of Lucy-May and she handed me some shampoo. "Clean the bitch up, ok." she said. I used a whole tube of shampoo and then Allie brought some mouthwash, and I made the bitch drink most of it gargling with it first, and then finally I yanked the ring gag out. "Is it over Uncle Ryan?" "No, just starting sweetness." I said, but she looked kind of available so I opened her snatch wide with my fingers letting cold water right inside her. "Oohh, thats." "What bitch?" I asked. "Nice Uncle Ryan, I really am sorry." she said. "Now you just relax, I'll set you on the rocks and free your hands and you have a nice wank ok?" I asked. With her eyelids still glued shut, she never knew there was twenty men all waiting to piss on her, the guys from the seminar, but I laid her down and like a good girl she put her fingers up herself as the first piss stream started. "Oh no, you can't," she wailed but before I could contradict her I realised she was wanking furiously, "You just can't turn me on by pissing on me." Her little pink hand was pumping and then as her excitement overflowed she managed to get three fingers up her fuck hole. She writhed this way and that as the piss cascaded down some in a straight fierce jet some arching up before cascading down like acidic rain but the warm shower continued and her thrusting increased until she finally crossed the hurdle to orgasm, "No. it can't be happening!" she complained. A round of applause followed and then the show was over and the audience dispersed. I moved in close to her. "You still stink of piss you dirty whore." I whispered in her ear, as I kissed her gently on the forehead. "Do I really still stink?" she asked. "Of course you do twenty guys just pissed on you, you stink of piss and cunt juice." I told her, "Like a bitch on heat, I suppose you're hungry?" "No, oh, yes." she said awkwardly. "My throat burns, I don't think I'll ever taste anything again." "Spunk is good for sore throats," I lied, "Maybe someone will donate some." "Uncle Ryan," she said. "What?" "Will you wash me again please." she asked, "Sure honey." I agreed and I picked her up and shoved her back in the water I washed her good especially up inside, making sure she got plenty of water up her snatch. "Uncle Ryan?" she said. "Do you want to make love?" "Love, hell no," I demurred, "how's a fuck sound?" I couldn't get my Levis off because they shrank, and the zipper was jammed so after a while I gave up but then I saw her eyelids were coming unstuck so I eased them open. "Oh my." she exclaimed blinking, "It's beautiful!" she flung her arms round me. "Can you forgive me Uncle Ryan?" "Sure, if you're happy to become a piss slut, forget about uni and all that crap, I guess I can." I told her. "Uncle Ryan?" she said. "We have openings for a twenty dollar bargain basement whore." I suggested, She cried, it was great seeing her cry. "You ain't even seen the one to one piss suite upstairs." "If that's what it takes, I'll do it." she said. "Good girl, you want a burger or a restaurant meal?" I threw her a curved ball. "A burger, Coke maybe, two quart bottles of Coke maybe," she suggested. We got out the pond and headed back indoors, her naked and me in pretty well soaked Levis and trainers. She found it real hard being naked with guys walking past, she sort of clung to me to hide her tits and twat from the punters, "Hey why the modesty, you're a Piss slut!" I told her. I took her to the Chalet, Allie made her put on a company coverall before she left the building and I ordered some burgers and fries, they ,aid there was loads of coke in the freezer. I took a shower and threw my wet clothes in the washing machine then I wrapped a towel around myself. "We burned your clothes after they were pissed on," I told her, "But they wouldn't fit anyway when you get your tits done, I reckon like E cup, maybe G." She started crying, "Guys want something special not ordinary school girl tits." I said as I fondled her maybe C cups, they felt mighty nice, firm but yielding, but then Allie brought our Burgers across and a uniform for Lucie-May, so I watched Lucie-May eating for a while and then I said, "Lucie, get naked." I ordered. She took the coverall off without question. "Uncle Ryan" Lucie-May said, "You got a hard on." "Good girl" I told her, "do you want spunk or coke?" "Coke please, sorry." she said. I poured her a coke, filled a pint glass from quart bottle, she drank it right down, then she asked if she could have my burger as I hadn't eaten any of it. We sat a while, she turned the TV to a porn station but I flicked it to CNN news, she was bored so she took my towel away and slipped my erection in her mouth, and started sucking. I did my best to concentrate on the TV but after a while she grabbed my full attention, and she swallowed nicely as I spurted down her throat. She even sucked my shaft clean afterwards. "You clean your teeth and gargle I want that mouth sweet enough to kiss and us the Minty flavour, ok." "Yes Uncle Ryan," she said. I kissed her lips when she came back, it tasted real sweet, not even a hint of piss in amongst the mint, but it was early so I made her sleep on the couch when I went to bed. She was still around in the morning, "Sleep well?" I asked. "I was lonely." she complained, but before I could get breakfast Mr Maffin sent for me, "Ryan," he said as soon as I was in his office "check out the pissoirs on level two, you had great ideas in the Pen, do you reckon you could adapt any of our stuff to your designs." I must have looked kind of blank. "You said about an elasticated collar with like a diaphragm so the piss built up until it drained through her mouth?" he reminded me. "Hell that was when I was real mad with her." I said. "But you described it so vividly, like you had all worked out." he said. "Sure I could do it," I thought hard, "I just need one of those capes with an elasticated collar and some lumber." "That's what you said," he agreed, "How's this," he pointed to some boxes in the corner of his office. "Gee Bernard, look, the elastic won't hold tight enough, the piss will leak away, but, how about we seal it with a wheel-barrow inner tube?" I explained. "Just look in the stores and if it ain't there we can get it." he said, "and experiment on that niece of yours." I stood still. "Come on get on with it." he added. Trouble was I hadn't seen the Pissoirs on level two, I made my way there, there was a little lobby leading to two small rooms each accessed by three steps leading to a raised false floor and a wooden oval lavatory seat on a tubular frame, sat above a hole in the false floor with what looked like a child's paddling pool on the lower original floor level. It was all pretty nasty, and tawdry, and there was no viewing gallery. The great thing was below the Pissoir room was a storeroom, an empty storeroom with just the drainage installed and as soon as I saw it I figured that I could put a much lower false floor in and solve most of the hassles. Mr Maffin was impressed when I told him my plans, he trusted me, "Just one thing, you best move into staff accommodation first," he said," before you, get started on the Pissoir, I'll show you." He led me along from his office to a room on the top floor, it was a quite a big single room apartment, open plan, bed, kitchen units, sofas. TV easy chairs, everything, the only thing odd thing was there was movable wall around the en-suite lavatory/shower room and a separate wet area with shower bath, and European style porcelain lavatory in plain view, the work seemed brand new. "It was mine, but I'm shifting out, I expect you to be on site 24/7 to deal with any hassles while I use a small Cabin in the woods, is that all right?" "Sure!" I agreed. "Well fetch your stuff," he said, the Girls rooms are one level down, and their one to one working rooms on the level below, no one except staff are allowed on the girls private rooms level so memorise which is which in case the alarm sounds, it over-rides the TV screen if activated so you can see immediately where the problem is.". "Right!" I agreed as I checked out the closets and storage, there was loads of space. "What about Lucie-May?" I asked. "That closet looks big enough for her." Mr Maffet suggested, it was like four feet by three with a shelf full length around three feet from the floor. "Yeah, Ideal," I agreed. I went to find Lucie-May, she was wearing a towel around her so I told her to get naked then I found the clothes Allie had brought. I looked on as Lucie-May struggled into the tiny white top and tight red leather skirt, I told her to make sure it was pulled well up so I could see her cunt, she cried a bit, but recovered. Allie had also left some shoes, they were pretty minimal with huge heels and Lucie-May didn't like the idea of wearing them much but she didn't have a whole heap of choice, and in the heels she sort of came up my height so I didn't have to bend so much to kiss her. "Hey, you used the mouthwash?" I asked. She nodded, "Show me." I ordered, she looked puzzled so I kissed her mouth." "Go gargle again!" I ordered. She sneaked away, and returned looking sheepish, "Look it's got to be clean." I said, "My prick has to go in there." I kissed her again, "See that's nicer." "Yes Uncle Ryan." she said quietly. Policy dictated she wore coveralls until she got inside reception, but then she had to walk around in her obscenely short skirt and too tight top. "She should wear a Corset really," said Allie. "You got one?" I asked, Allie turned and found a red leather corset in a closet and handed it to me, "Slip the top off Lucy-May, " I said. and when she didn't I just pulled it up and off her, then I took the Corset one that came up under her breasts pushing them out and Allie helped me to tighten the laces . "Why Uncle Ryan?" she asked, "Why can't I look classy like these girls?" "You're a bottom of the range, discount brand whore now, Lucy-May" I said as I winked at Allie, "So you need to look like one." I took her through the restaurant area where she got some appreciative looks and on to my room, "Here's your place," I told her showing her the closet, Bernard had thrown an old fur coat in there so I told Lucy-May to get inside and she ducked down and slid in her prison. It didn't take long to move my stuff to the new room, and I had a word with Allie regarding Lucie-May's hair, she used to look so cute in pig tails and I asked if we could it get restyled, Allie said that Julie-Ann who was lived in room eight was a hairdresser and she would get it sorted for us. "Be kind to her Mr McCabe, she has a thing for you, don't destroy her." "You a Psychiatrist?" I asked sarcastically. "I was studying before I hit bad times, drugs, you know," she said sadly. "I'll bear what you said in mind, but I had five years of hell because of that bitch" I pointed out. "And now you have a job half the guys in America would give their right arm for." she suggested, "She will do anything for you but don't force her beyond the limits." "Ok." I agreed, look I want a simple yellow sundress, white socks, white flat shoes, for Lucie-May, can you get some? "I guess, we get a delivery at six, I'll try and get some for then." Allie promised. I opened up Lucie-Mays closet and she was curled up sleeping like a baby, she woke "Hi Uncle Ryan," she said, "It's nice and cosy in here," she said," Thanks." "I'm getting your hair re-styled back to pig tails," I told her, "Then you are going to help build and test a new fetish suite I'm building." "I don't think I can do that, Uncle Ryan." she said, "It was horrible, you have no ideas how horrible." "Tell me," I said softly and I took her cheeks in my hand and kissed her mouth. "It was," she said as I kissed her again. "Ssshhh, it will be worse when I finish the new facility," I warned," you see I have a yellow sundress coming and white socks and we'll do your hair like five years ago and I'll damn well rape you." I threatened. "Uncle Ryan" she said, "Don't mess my new sundress up, just fuck me now, please!" She held me real close, then she was holding my penis and next it was slipping up inside her, like it belonged there, "You should have done this when I was thirteen," she muttered, "I knew it would be good, now fuck me you bastard." I thrust into her and suddenly everything seemed to explode, there were stars before my eyes, the top of my head seemed to have lifted off, "Mind your head on the wall" Lucie-May cautioned but it was too late. "Aw," I complained, "That hurt!" "Just take it easy Uncle Ryan," she said "long slow lazy strokes, like that, that's nice, I knew you'd be good Uncle Ryan, I knew you and me was meant to be." I kept right on pleasuring her. "Look this is just a fuck, ok." I said, "You ain't my girlfriend." "Well, Uncle Ryan, you ain't treating me like no niece" she observed sweetly, "and you ain't wearing no protection, so you better think because I'm not getting no abortion." This image of her all bloated and pregnant shot through my mind and before I could react my tool was twitching and tingling and what felt like a solid shaft of cum was shooting out of me and spearing into her, "Wow Uncle Ryan, that's amazing, oh wow." she said, "Oh my, no one ever cummed in me before." "You're pretty good yourself," I agreed. "Uncle Ryan." she said. "I ought to phone home, let mom know I'm ok." "I emailed," I said, "Told them your phone was broke and you would be in touch when it was fixed." She looked blank, "I set up a new email in your name, said it was Uni policy, and I sent it to your dad's work and some other addresses I remembered." We were curled up together in this four by three closet, lying on an old fur coat, with my tool curling up and my cum leaking out of her, and the door just ajar, and I didn't see any hurry in moving. "We're like little rats in a nest." she said elegantly, vocalising my thoughts, and pretty soon we fell asleep. I woke up alone, she was gone, I figured she couldn't have gone far so I went to reception, Bernard was there, "Allie is servicing a customer, and Julie-Ann is doing your girlfriends hair." he said with a smile. "I never saw a girl so loved up, apparently you two's trying for a baby." "I just forgot to use a rubber." I explained. "Anyway, you got a piss pool to fix up, maybe she'll help you test it, hell you could even set it up so as you could take her up the ass as she drowns in piss." "Sure Bernard," I agreed, "I'll give it some thought!"