1. Guyver – Second Chance – Part 2


    Date: 7/5/2016, Categories: Science-Fiction, Alien, Cruelty, Extreme, Fan fiction, Masturbation, Rape, Author: KatieKittyKat, Rating: 92.9, Source: sexstories.com

    wall, and across her damp vulva. This was a much more sensual way to be dried than a quick wipe with tissue, followed by a mad dash to the next desperately urgent task which demanded her attention. Having completed her leisurely toilet, Joyce wondered what to do with the pot. Did they just throw it out of the window, or was there a proper toilet nearby she hadn’t noticed. Picking up the chamber pot, she walked back into the main room with it, confirming her original impression that there were only the two rooms, so she went outside, feeling the warm breeze across her bare pussy. Walking towards the top of the valley, she found the wooden Privy off to one side, about twenty feet away, the typical crescent cut in the centre of the door, and the half circle at the bottom to put your foot through so people would know it was occupied. This was so cool, Joyce thought, having a real museum piece in her backyard, although she did admit that this wasn’t really her property, but if things worked out as she hoped, she might just buy it. The door catch opened surprisingly easily for such a simple device, being merely two pieces of hinged wood that locked against each other, and the large hinges swung back with hardly a creak of protest. Inside was a bench seat with a bottom sized hole in the middle, over a six foot deep pit that was too dark to see down, but had no unpleasant odours. Joyce emptied her pee pot through the hole, then looked round the small enclosure, putting the china ...
    container on one end of the bench, and settled her bare bottom over the hole. It was very comfortable, the edge having been smoothed to a nice curve, and as she wiggled her rear end, Joyce wondered if the chamfer was the result of a carpenter’s skill, or the multitude of bottoms that had settled here over time. Although she felt no urge to use these facilities at the moment, Joyce had no idea how she would clean herself if she did move her bowels, after all, the nearest toilet tissue was probably fifty miles away. So how did the miner and his wife cope without necessities of life that everyone now took for granted. Taking time to inspect the privy in more detail, she found a small wooden pot tucked in the corner, on the floor, which she picked up, and found a small mop inside. It reminded her of Grandma’s dish mop, but after a few moments of thought, guessed that it wasn’t for washing dishes. The pot would have been filled with clean water each day, and the wet mop used to wash between the persons legs. It made her pussy tingle to imagine rubbing a wet mop along her slit, out here, almost in the open. Putting the utensil back where she found it, Joyce took the chamber pot back towards the house, noticing a small bird washing itself in a puddle at the end of a water trough that was being fed by a trickle of water from an old iron pipe. Hung on the outside of the almost full trough was a metal ladle that could be used as a cup, or at this moment to scoop some water for washing out ...
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