1. The Local Flavour


    Date: 9/14/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Female Domination, Mature, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 0, Source: sexstories.com

    of the cake, if you wish.’ She throws her head back in laughter as a broad stream of piss shoots from her cunt. It splatters first on my forehead, then moves down onto the pile of shit on my face as she slowly redirects the flow. The turds seem to melt and sag into an amorphous mushy mass. A mixture of piss and shit trickles into my mouth and I have to swallow to keep from drowning. A couple of squirts land around my head, then Sara steps off the bed and contemplates her sculpturing skills. ‘Nice. Very nice. What do you think, should we let that settle for a while? It looks really neat. It would be a shame to undo it already. Pity I didn’t bring a camera. Do you have a camera, Frank?’ She doesn’t wait for an answer. I hear her pulling open and shutting drawers at the far end of the bed, then she is in the closet, searching my backpack. She returns triumphantly with my camera. ‘Vamos tomar foto. Venga, todos en la cama.’ The women walk around the bed and troop behind me, careful to stay away from the wet and soiled spots. Sara lifts the camera to her face and takes four or five pictures, then steps closer to the bed and takes some close-ups of my face as well. ‘Great! What a souvenir that will be. Be sure to send me some prints when you develop them, darling.’ She leaves the camera on the night table and steps up to the bed. ‘Bueno, muchas gracias. Esto es todo.’ The women seem disappointed. Typically, it is Esmeralda who speaks for the three of them. ‘Eso es todo? Señora, ...
    todavía le queda para mucho más con lo que nos pagó.’ ‘No, está bien. O sí, tal vez hay una cosa. Espere.’ She’s into her bag again. I wonder what torture tool she’ll come up with this time. She gets up with a piece of string and a small key in her hand. ‘I was going to do this later on when we were through, but thinking it over, it may be a little easier with a few helping hands.’ She bends over me and grabs my balls. Before I realize what she is up to, she has tied the string around the base of my scrotum. She pulls the noose tight and I cringe in pain. She hands the other end of the string over to Esmeralda. ‘Si el señor malo, así.’ She pulls the string hard and I’m in pain again. Esmeralda laughs and nods. She’s knows the trick. ‘No se preocupa. Yo sé cómo les gusta. Le arranco las pelotas si se porta mal.’ Sara has made an excellent choice. She’s the one most likely to enjoy holding the pain trigger. ‘I’m going to release your legs. Now don’t try anything funny, you hear? That is one nasty bitch holding your balls there.’ She steps to the far end of the bed and signals Graciela and Rosita to come stand around her and grab a leg each. When the woman are in position, she releases my ankles from the cuffs. Then she directs them to push my legs up into air until my knees touch my chest. ‘Empuja así bien duro. Quiero su culito para arribo.’ The women are as clueless as myself, but don’t hesitate to follow Sara’s instructions. They push my legs back and down hard, rounding my ...
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