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Serving Mother and Daughter


1. The Engagement

Hi, my name is Alan. I am twenty-seven years old, 5'4" tall, and slightly
built. I guess you could describe me as passive and docile, a trait played on
by my cheating first wife Melanie as she cuckolded me for the whole of our
three- year marriage. It was all done with the help of her twin sister Julie,
who encouraged her constantly to go out to clubs without me with the sole
purpose of picking up men to satisfy her powerful sexual lusts.

It took me a year to get over Melanie after our divorce. I moved to another
part of town, and for a long time did not venture out in the evenings. Finally,
I pulled myself together, and began to visit bars and clubs to meet new people.
It was at one of these clubs that I met Mandy, and fell head over heels in
love. She was sitting at a table with her mother Jessica. I found out later
that she was only sixteen, but she had the body of a full- grown woman. Long
red hair, full breasts, long legs, and milk white skin. In contrast, her mother
had dark hair, a much fuller figure with strong thighs and calves.

I introduced myself to them, and was delighted when they asked me to join them.
We chatted for some time, and the longer it went on, the more I knew I wanted
to spend my life with this beautiful young woman.

After that, Mandy and I had several chaste dates, and got to know each other a
lot better. After only six weeks, I asked her to marry me. She declined at
first, saying she did not think I could cope with the demands she would have of
a husband.

"I have a cruel streak, inherited from my mother," she told me. "Any husband of
mine would have to put up with all sorts of indignation and humiliations, as
well as performing tasks for me that most men would find distasteful." I did
not understand what she meant at the time, but as I was totally besotted,
assured her that I would go through anything for her.

I did not give up, and kept on asking for her hand. Eventually, she told me to
arrange a week off work, and to visit her and her mother on the Sunday evening
before the vacation. I was over the moon, and quickly made the arrangements to
take the time off.

On Sunday evening, I was sat in an armchair, facing my beautiful Mandy and her
attractive but stern faced mother. It was Jessica who spoke first.

"My daughter has told you that it would be extremely difficult for you to be
her husband," she began. "But, as you have persisted, I feel I should let you
know how things will be. For a start, if you did marry, you would live at this
house with me. This means that you would have to carry out any requirements I
may have of you. I suggest therefore, that you move in here for a period of
four months during which time you will be made well aware of how married life
will be for you. It goes without saying that, during this time you will not be
permitted to have sex with my daughter, and so you will be made to wear a
chastity device to safeguard her honour. You may refuse to submit to our
requirements at any time, but if you do, you will leave here and never see
Mandy again. What do you say?"

"I agree with all your conditions," I replied eagerly, not thinking of any
consequences other than that I would be close to Mandy.

"Good," she replied. "Now we will give you a brief idea of the sort of thing
you may expect."

With that, she leaned over and spat a huge gob of saliva on to the coffee
table. Mandy then added an equally large gob to it.

"Lick that up Alan darling," Mandy said sweetly.

The idea of licking up that mess repulsed me, but if it meant being with her I
decided to comply. Once I had done that, I was made to kneel between them with
my mouth open, as they spat a lot more saliva into it. They seemed very pleased
when I swallowed the whole lot without a murmur when they had finished. Jessica
got up, and brought back a simple cock cage from the drawer. I was told to
stand up and strip. Finally, I stood naked before the two women, feeling very
silly.

"Oh look," laughed Jessica, pointing at my groin. "It's like a penis, only much
smaller!" The two of them sniggered as my face turned a deep red.

Jessica quickly fitted and locked the cock cage on me. It covered my cock,
preventing any erection or any chance of sexual relief, but leaving my balls
hanging freely underneath.

"Now you have passed your first test, and are unable to force yourself on me,"
Mandy said. "You can come and sleep naked with me as a special treat."

I was beside myself as we went to Mandy's room. Once there, she quickly shed
her clothing, and I saw her naked body for the first time. As I looked, I
noticed her firm, large breasts, the gentle, feminine swell of her belly and
her soft, red bush contrasting with her white skin. I had never wanted any
woman more in my life. We got into bed, and she pushed her warm body against
mine. She began giving me deep open- mouthed kisses, and continued this for
about twenty minutes. Although my cock was straining in it's cage, it was worth
the frustration for now, to feel that warm body next to me.

On her instructions, I licked and suckled her breasts, before moving down and
licking and sucking her fresh young pussy to orgasm. Afterwards, we fell asleep
in each other's' arms. I was in heaven.

Next morning, Mandy woke me and told me we should take her mother a cup of
coffee in bed, to please her. We entered Jessica's room, and Mandy gently woke
her.

"Good morning children," she smiled, rubbing her eyes. "Alan dear, do me a
favour. My chamber pot is under the bed, would you empty it for me?"

I reached under the bed, and pulled out the pot. It was a large one, and I was
surprised to see that it was half full. I could not believe the contents were
all from one night. I picked it up, and turned to go to the bathroom.

"No Alan," Jessica stopped me. "I want you to empty it into your mouth."

"You can't be serious!" I exclaimed.

"Oh come on," soothed Mandy. "If you love me, and want to be with me, surely
it's not too much to ask you to drink a little piss."

I realised I could not refuse Mandy anything, so I lifted the pot to my lips.
The smell was pungent, and I gagged involuntarily. Watched by the two women, I
slowly poured the foul contents of the pot into my mouth. It took a long time
to empty it, because I had to stop each time I gagged to prevent myself
vomiting. Finally it was empty.

"So how do you like the taste of my piss?" Jessica asked.

"To be honest, it is awful," I replied, screwing up my face.

"That's a pity," she said, getting out of bed. "Because we are now going to the
bathroom so that you can drink it fresh from the source! " I went to protest,
but Mandy stopped me and marched me to the bathroom.

In the bathroom I was made to sit on the floor, with my head tilted upward and
my mouth wide open. Jessica pulled up her night-dress, and straddled my face.
She told me not to be embarrassed to see her naked pussy, as I would be seeing
a lot of it in future, for one purpose or another. With that, she let go a
gentle stream of piss, telling me it would taste much nicer than before, as it
was fresh and warm. She was wrong.

When the stream was finished, Jessica lowered her pussy on to my mouth so that
I could lick up the last few drops. When I went to rise, Mandy pushed me back
down.

"Stay there Alan dear," she told me. "I have a bellyful for you as well."

She was right. She hadn't gone during the night, so her stream seemed to go on
forever. Eventually she finished, with me drinking every drop. Although not
actually sick on that occasion, I felt very nauseous for the rest of the
morning.

Early in the afternoon, I heard Mandy calling me from the bathroom. When I
entered, she was stood there with her skirt around her waist.

Sorry Alan," she began. "I have just taken a shit and realised we don't have
any paper up here. Come and clean my bottom, would you?"

"I'll get some tissue," I replied.

"No Alan," she returned irritably. "I want you to lick me clean. It is one of
the most intimate things a man can do for the woman he loves. Come and give me
your tongue."

I moved forward, and stuck out my tongue as I reached her bottom. The smell was
awful, but the taste was even worse. Once again, I began gagging as I attempted
to lick all the shit out of her hole. I managed to finish, and told Mandy I
never wanted to experience the taste again. "Oh dear," came Jessica's voice
from behind me. "I was just about to take you a stage further and invite you
eat my shit."

"Oh no," I protested. "Drinking piss was bad enough, but this is just too
disgusting!"

"OK," said Mandy, forlornly. "I will pack your bags, and you can leave
immediately."

"No!" I shouted, panicking. "Alright, I will do it but I will hate it."

"That's how it should be," Mandy replied. It is for our pleasure. I want to see
the shit dropping into your mouth, and watch as you chew it thoroughly and
swallow it."

With a smug look at me, Jessica lifted her skirt and turned, pushing her large
backside into my face. She ordered me to push my tongue into her hole, to coax
the shit out of her. Very soon, I could feel the first log pushing against me.

"Open wide, my little shitslave," Jessica commanded. "This is going to be a big
one!"

She was right. A huge log dropped into my mouth, and the two women watched
closely as I began to chew, retching all the time at the disgusting taste and
smell. I managed to force the first log down, and was rewarded with another two
of equal size. As soon as I swallowed the last one, I rushed to the toilet and
threw up the whole lot. Jessica laughed that I would have to learn to keep it
all down.

"What do you mean?" I whined. "Surely you are not going to make me do that
again!"

"Oh yes," promised Mandy. "If you stay, you will eat ALL our shit, and drink
ALL our piss from now on!"

The thought of it filled me with disgust and dread, but my obsession with Mandy
was total.

And so I began to give full toilet service to both mother and daughter. I could
not even get away from it at mealtimes. Whatever flavour soup I had, it always
became "pee" soup, as one or other of them diluted it with their urine. They
also took great delight in covering all my food with spit, and my "gravy" was
always a clear yellow colour.

Mandy's favourite dessert for me was a banana, well chewed by her and dribbled
into my open mouth. Supper was always a sandwich, ham for Mandy, cheese for
Jessica and shit for me.

Wednesday nights, I was usually left alone when Jessica and Mandy attended self
-defence classes. One particular week, I heard them return when I was reading
in the bedroom. After a few minutes, Mandy called me downstairs. On entering
the lounge, I was surprised to see two young girls about Mandy's age in the
middle of the room with my Fiancée and her mother. All four ladies were
barefoot, and wearing only leotards. I would have been aroused by the sight of
them under normal circumstances, but in my frustrated condition the sight was
an incredible turn on.

Mandy introduced the two girls. Jane was a tall, well built dark haired girl,
while Judy was a short, slender blonde. Both girls were extremely pretty. Mandy
explained why they were there.

"Tonight, we have been practising kicking a man where it hurts in order to
disable him," she began. "And although the dummies we use are good, we are not
able to tell whether we have the ability to really hurt someone. So we need to
practise kicking a real man in the balls, to see how effective we are."

"But won't that hurt me rather badly?" I enquired.

Oh probably for a while," Mandy answered dismissively. "But that is not
important. Now I want you to stand there with your legs apart and your hands
behind your back so we can begin."

"Before you girls start kicking," Jessica interrupted. "I just want to see how
effective the knee is."

Standing before me, Jessica put her hands on my shoulders and looked into my
eyes.

"I am going to enjoy this," she said wickedly.

With that, she brought her knee savagely up into my unprotected balls. I knew
it would hurt, but was unprepared for the incredible pain, which she sent up
through my body. I screamed in agony, and dropped to the floor clutching my
balls.

"Oh it really does hurt them, doesn't it?" squealed little Judy.

"It certainly does," agreed Jane. "I can't wait for my turn!"

I was made to get up, and resume the position with my legs apart. One by one,
the three young girls swung their legs and kicked my poor balls two or three
times, each squealing with delight as they realised they were able to really
hurt me. When they had finished, Mandy suggested that Jessica have the final
kick, as she had not yet had one. Jessica stood before me, with that wicked,
smug look on her face again.

"Let's see if I can send those balls right up inside your body," she grinned

Then, instead of just kicking me, she took several steps back and took a run
up. Her leg was a blur as her bare foot smashed squarely into my balls, and I
swear the power of her kick lifted me off the ground. I screamed out again, as
I hit the floor, temporarily losing consciousness.

When I came round, the women were standing around me.

"You really are good at this," Jane remarked.

"Yes," agreed Judy. "I would hate to be a man who got on the wrong side of
you!" They all laughed at this.

Mandy let her friends out with the promise that they could practice on me once
a month in future.

It was about two months into my trial period, when I met Jason who I was to
dislike intensely. Jason was a black guy, two years older than Mandy who had
grown up next door to her, living with his unmarried mother Mary. For the last
three years, he had been abroad, completing his education, and had now returned
to live at home.

Mandy and Jessica were delighted to see him back, and invited him and Mary
round for dinner. It was a pleasant evening at first, I was allowed to remain
fully dressed and there was no sign of my slave status in front of the guests.

The problem started later. Mary went home early for an early night, while Jason
stayed on chatting animatedly with Mandy all evening. When he announced it was
time he left, Mandy saw him to the back door. When she had not returned after
ten minutes, I went to investigate. Opening the back door, I was shocked at the
sight that confronted me.

Jason had his hand up Mandy's short skirt, fingering her young pussy. For her
part, my Fiancée was stroking the longest, fattest cock I had ever seen.
Turning to see me watching, she was totally unfazed.

"Look at this magnificent cock Alan," she gasped. "Isn't it the most beautiful
thing you have ever seen?"

Just then, we heard Jason's mother calling, telling him it was time he came
home. Jason put his cock away, and kissed Mandy goodnight, telling her he would
see her soon. As we went indoors, Mandy sensed the jealousy I was feeling.

"I was just curious Alan," she smiled. "I just wanted to see how much Jason had
grown."

A couple of evenings later, Mandy came downstairs and announced she was going
to see Jason, as his mother was going out and she thought he needed the
company. She was heavily made up, and was wearing a tiny, tight black dress.
From the nipples poking through the tight material, and the lack of any panty
line, it was obvious she was not wearing underwear. Seeing my downcast
expression, she said:

"Don't start worrying Alan, I might not let him fuck me you know. You will find
out when I get home."

With that, she kissed me on the cheek, and left me with her mother. Jessica
smiled wickedly at me.

"You know very well that he will fuck her don't you?" she began. "She has
talked about nothing except his huge cock for days, saying she must have it
inside her. She will come back to you reeking of sex!" You can spend the
evening between my legs, giving me some nice orgasms with your tongue."

As I knelt before my future mother in law, lapping at her wet pussy, my cock
strained and my balls ached, as I thought of my lovely Mandy spreading her legs
for the well endowed black man.

I was in bed when Mandy finally returned home. She had a dreamy look in her
eyes as she walked over to the bed. With a grin, she slipped off her dress and
let it drop to the floor. I looked at her young body, and saw her big breasts
covered in love bites and her pussy puffy and leaking cum.

"He did fuck me three times," she announced. "And it was fabulous, the best
fuck of my life!"

I could take no more; I dropped to my knees before her, and burst into tears.

"Don't be silly, you little wimp," she laughed. "I have needs, and as you are
incapable of fulfilling them, I need to go to a real man, don't I? Now show me
how much you love me by sucking Jason's thick black cum out of my pussy."

With tears still running down my face, I swallowed all my love rival's cum out
of her, before crying myself to sleep in her arms.

Next day, I could not concentrate on work, and came home at midday, telling my
employer I was coming down with a cold. When I got home, I decided I would go
to bed and try and get over the jealousy and hurt I was feeling. As I
approached the bedroom, I could hear voices. The bedroom door was slightly
open, as I looked in I could see Mandy standing naked, bent forward facing the
door. Behind her, equally naked, was Jason with his hands on her hips ramming
into her from behind. He was talking to her the whole time.

"You like this don't you, you little slut?" he spat.

"I love it, you know I do you black fucker!" she gasped. "You know I can't do
without you, and will do anything you want."

"What about after you are married?" he asked.

"Nothing will change," she replied. "You can still fuck me any time and
anywhere you want to."

"What about your husband, will you let him fuck you?" he enquired.

"Not if you say he can't," she responded.

"Tell me what you will do then," he urged.

"I will cock tease him until he breaks down with the frustration, then I will
make him watch while you fuck me senseless and then suck your cum out of me.
After that, I will take him to the bathroom and shit in his mouth to show him
that I don't see him as a man, just a cum sucking toilet."

I could listen to no more. I ran downstairs, again in floods of tears.

2. The Wedding

Despite all the pain, humiliation and degradation I had suffered, I still
wanted to marry Mandy and be close to her, so the wedding was set for earlier
in the New Year.

It was the morning of the wedding. Mandy had stayed the previous night at
Jason's house, saying it was unlucky for us to spend the wedding eve in the
same building. Jessica had told me that the ceremony was to be conducted at
home by a woman friend of hers authorised to marry us. She informed me that I
would be naked, to maximise my humiliation, while my bride and all the female
guests would be wearing short black night-dresses.

I entered the lounge nervously, to see that all the guests had arrived. Five
women in total, Jason's mother, Jane and Judy, the two girls who had been
regularly using my balls for kicking practice, and to my horror, my ex wife and
her twin sister! Evidently, Mandy had contacted them previously, became friends
with them and asked them along.

As soon as I walked in, the two sisters grabbed an arm each, and dragged me
into the corner.

"We understand you have a new diet since meeting your new bride," my ex wife
laughed.

"Yes," added her sister. "Plenty of piss and shit, I believe." They both
laughed, as my ex wife pushed me roughly to my knees and lifted her night-
dress.

"Remember this pussy you used to love so much," she asked. "The one that
received so many cocks while you were being denied? Well you are going to see
it regularly tonight, while I am pissing in your sissy slave mouth!"

"That goes for me too pansy," added her sister.

They let me go, and I awaited the arrival of my new bride. Eventually she came
in, hand in hand with Jason, who was wearing only boxer shorts. Behind her was
the lady who was to marry us, a tall fifty-something woman with a stern,
superior air about her. Mandy took her place next to me, still holding on to
Jason's hand. She whispered in my ear.

"Jason has been fucking me all night, and then had the cheek to do me just
before we came over. I've got another man's cum running down my leg as I
prepare to marry you!" I felt a lump in my throat, and a sick feeling in my
stomach.

"Are we ready?" asked the official.

"Oh before we start," replied Mandy. "Could you wait while my husband to be
kneels down and cleans my lover's cum out of my pussy?" The official smiled her
consent as the other women sniggered. I knelt to complete my humiliating task.

After that, we went through the normal ceremony (I said obey, she didn't), and
when she said, "You may kiss the bride" I turned to Mandy. Unfortunately, she
had turned to Jason, and was kissing him deeply. After this, as an addition to
the vows I was made to acknowledge for the rest of our marriage that:

1. My wife had the right to deny me sexual relief indefinitely, whilst
constantly teasing and taunting me with her body, that right being extended to
her mother also.
2. My balls were now the property of my wife and her mother, and they had the
right to punish them at will, together with any other women they selected to do
so.
3. I would be a full toilet slave to my wife and mother, together with anyone
else they invited to use me. 4. From my wedding day inward I would be a
cuckold, my wife taking as many lovers as she wished without complaint from me.

To emphasise the last point, I was made to ask Jason to fuck my wife in the
presence of all the guests, to confirm my compliance. I was then made to watch
as they got naked and began a long, slow foreplay.

Eventually, Jason mounted my new bride, and began to fuck her slowly.

"That's it Jason, show him what he is going to be missing," called Jessica.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"You don't seriously think that cock cage will ever be removed do you?" laughed
Jessica, to the amusement of the other women.

"No," added Mandy. You will see plenty of cocks enter your unfaithful wife, but
never yours. You are going to live a life of abject frustration, while mother
and I drive you crazy with our naked bodies. Come on Jason, fuck me hard, show
him how a woman should be fucked!"

I could not believe what she had said. The sick feeling in my stomach got
worse, and I was close to tears again. After a time, Jason's pounding of my new
bride's pussy got harder and faster, and her cries became louder. Jessica came
and stood beside me. As Mandy neared her peak, she yelled, "Now mother", and
Jessica grabbed my balls from behind and squeezed with all her might. As my
wife screamed her orgasm, I screamed in agony, to the cheers and laughter of
the assembled company.

After Jason withdrew, my ex wife pushed my head down to Mandy's sopping pussy
and forced me to lick her clean. After the excitement died down, Jessica and
Mandy took me upstairs to see my surprise wedding present.

I was taken to a small box room I had never been in before. Along one wall, a
long narrow trough had been constructed covered in white tiles. At one end, was
a transparent toilet bowl together with a seat. It was on a hinge, so that the
victim could be laid flat and secured, while the toilet could be lowered over
his mouth. The hole at the bottom of the bowl was about 3" in diameter, just
big enough to allow whatever was dropped in it to fall directly into the
victim's mouth.

"This is where you will be spending the rest of the wedding party," Mandy
announced. "And we will all come up and see you when we need to piss or shit in
your submissive little mouth."

With Jessica's help, Mandy secured me in the toilet and went back down stairs.
I lay there helpless, awaiting my fate. I did not have to wait long, a few
minutes later Mandy appeared again hand in hand with her lover.

"As you fucked me so nicely Jason," she said. "I want you to be the first to
use our new toilet. Piss in his mouth for me darling, show him what contempt we
both have for him!"

Jason released his huge cock, and let forth a powerful spray into the bowl,
which found it's way into my open mouth.

"Take a good look at this cock whiteboy," he laughed. "The next time you see
it, I'm going to make you suck it!" Mandy squealed with delight at the thought
of that, as they left the bathroom.

My next guest was Mary, Jason's mother. As she plonked her big ass on the seat
she asked me if this was going to be my first taste of black woman's shit.
Without waiting for an answer, she strained and dropped a large log into my
mouth. She got up and watched to ensure I chewed it nicely. Fortunately, she
did not have any more, so she wiped herself on a tissue, and popped it into my
mouth.

Next up were the two young ball kickers. They both took delight in giving me a
bellyful of piss, saying they didn't know which was more fun, making me drink
their piss or crushing my useless balls.

I was most apprehensive when I saw my ex wife and her sister appear together.
The sister looked down and said she was sorry she had no shit for me, as she
had been that morning. It was OK though, she said, as she would content herself
by emptying her bladder into me before watching her sister make me eat shit.

My ex wife took her place, and I heard the familiar sound of straining, which
heralded the dropping of her shit. As it began to fall in my mouth, her sister
shouted encouragement.

"Give him all your shit Sis," she cried. "Make him eat it all, choke the pansy
bastard with it!"

When they were done, they left promising to return before the end of the
evening. After that, it was fairly quiet, with everyone coming back
occasionally, fortunately just for a piss.

It was getting very late when the twins returned, looking very much the worse
for drink.

"Open wide!" they shouted in unison as they entered.

"I don't feel so good," said Melanie.

"Nor me," agreed her sister.

Before I knew it they had knelt together side by side over the bowl. Without
warning, they simultaneously heaved and vomited violently into the glass bowl.
Their combined mess slid into my mouth and down my throat, causing an instant
reaction. I turned my head and threw it all up into the trough beside me.

"That's better," remarked Melanie.

"Not for him," laughed her sister as they saw the mess I was in.

"We are going now," Melanie told me. "But you will be seeing a lot more of us
in the future, I promise!"

The two of them giggled drunkenly as they left the bathroom.

A little later, I could hear the last of the guests leaving. Jessica came in
and released me from the toilet. She told me to clean myself thoroughly, as I
was to spend the night in her bed. I went to her room when I had finished, and
she opened the bedclothes to reveal her luscious naked body. She put me to work
immediately, licking and sucking on her generous tits, as a prelude to sucking
on her pussy for a lengthy period.

All the time I was doing this, I could hear muffled noises coming from the
adjoining bedroom, as my new wife's black lover fucked her for the umpteenth
time. When Jessica was satisfied, I lay next to her and she asked me what real
man would spend his wedding party swallowing the piss and shit of all his
guests, and then his wedding night sucking his mother in law's pussy while
another man fucks his wife soundly in another room.

Her words, coupled with the jealousy, humiliation and sexual frustration I was
feeling once again sent me over the edge, and I began to sob. Jessica wiped my
eyes.

"Welcome to married life," she smiled. "You poor man, your suffering hasn't
even started yet."

And it hadn't.

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