Posted by Marquis deSodden on October 30, 2004 at 21:38 [69.133.64.232]
Let me share with you a wonderful account of shameless debauchery that went on for months around a big old house located on the campus of a college town somewhere near you. The house was on a corner, surrounded by other bright nubile youths all busy enjoying the newfound freedom that for the freshman and sophomores had not come too long ago at all. The boys and girls could do most anything they wanted, and often did. There was no way of knowing, however, that in the big house on the corner, a very different kind of indulgence was being perpetrated behind that wooden door on the large front porch. Unless one was aquainted with the six girls living there, of course, one really woundn't be privy to the spectacular scenes playing out at all hours in that fabulous house of youthful perversity. It is such a pleasure, dear readers, to inform you that one such girl in my circle of friends lived in that very house, and it is because of her that I am able to recount this tale at all.
It was Autumn of 2003 that the girls all got tegether. Five of them had all gone to high-school together, and they had a tight click that was very well established. The sixth girl, Sarah, was new to the campus and the town, but had found the listing for a needed female roomate in one of the local campus rags. She showed up on a sunny afternoon in early September and knocked on the door. The girl that answered introduced herself as Stacy, and Sarah was struck by her incredible beauty right away. Stacy possesed gorgeous curly blond hair, and a perfect silky smooth complexion that only girls of good breeding are endowed with. She had the most tempting, pouty mouth, and striking blue eyes that had a certain mischevious twinkle.
She welcomed Sarah into a rather large great room with very high ceilings and big comfy couches and chairs collected here and there. "These are the other girls of the house. We all went to school together, and it's great having our own place to party whenever we want," said Stacy. Sarah saw four girls chilling out on two of the sofas, and couldn't help but think "Damn, every one of these girls are hot!" Sarah was by no means a lesbian, but though she thought about big fat cocks like most every young girl, she had actually been a little sheltered at her parents house in the suburbs of Chicago. None to surprising was the fact that she had fooled around with a couple girlfriends of hers at long-ago slumber parties of her youth, and, more recently, with her good friend during their Senior year of high-school. The only cocks they had around were the usual improvisations, and Sarah had a big wooden hairbrush that she had grown very fond of. It had a thick handle that was about five inches long. It was wide and round, and fit snugly in her cute little bottom. That was fortunate, since her ass was the only place she lodged that wooden friend of hers. She had been raised by a strict mother who called the shots in the house, and it had been instilled early in her that virginity was for the man she married and must never be squandered. Sarah recalled her mother saying "we all get an itch sometimes Sarah, and now that your a big girl you will too." Sarah had nodded, thinking of that unfamiliar stirring in her changing body. "When it happens, it's ok to rub yourself, but you can only stick your fingers in your bottom, honey." Mama had said that bum sex didn't really count, and that was how all girls got by. She had a fine understanding of playfulness among women. Anyway, their bodies were smooth and soft, and she quite liked the easy caress of a girl now and then. Little did she know that in her new house, stern discipline from a woman wouldn't necessarily be a thing of the past,when her Mommy had spanked her bottom 'til her thighs and cheeks were angry red. She had no way of knowing that a new way of living was on the horizon, to be shared with five other stunning little brats.
As she sat down near the group, the girls got to know her better. "Hi I'm Amy," said a sumptuous brunette to her left. She too had been borne of good genes, and her skin and facial features were no less perfect than Stacy's. "Hey I'm Jessica," said another brunette, and by now you must know that this group of girls had all come from equally as beautiful parents, and that good looks and easy living were what this little click was accustomed to. Each one of them was damn fine and knew it. That's why they got the clothes and the boys and pretty much whatever else they wanted. That left Sasha and Justine, both verying shades of blond, and as Sarah took it all in, she realized that she would be living in the same house with some of the best looking women she had ever had the pleasure of knowing. Justine went to the kitchen and came back with a six-pack of light beer. She gave one to all the girls, and as she handed a brew to Sarah, their eyes met and Sarah definitely detected a sexual vibe. It was also a little malicious though, and Sarah suspected that Justine was probably a wild one. As they drank and got to know eachother, she thought that all of these girls were bright and energetic, and that her new digs would be a lot of fun indeed. If only she knew that much of that fun would be at her expense, and not always with her exact consent. So this group of three blonds and two brunettes were to become her roomates, and that left Sarah standing out as the only redhead. It was even better that way, because Sarah was also incredibly beautiful and her perfect curly hair made her stand out a little. She too had an incredible complexion, one unique to redheads and the reason that such skin is so fast to redden. Sarah had big blue eyes, soft, sexy looks that together could convey any range of emotions, from sheer pleasure to humiliating shame. Her tits were shapely and cute, but by far her most compelling feature was an absolutely stunning ass, cleft by Nature with such care,it was obvious to anyone no matter what she was wearing. Sexy little shorts of casual jeans, her ass made it's presence known at all times. This was no secret to Sarah. In fact, her mother always patted it fondly, and Sarah recalled a memory from her past. She was over her Mommy's knee in the bathroom, her little face not far from the tile floor. Mommy was, as we know, no stranger to anal pleasure, and she had extended these values to her daughter quite early with an array of enema regimes. That night it was the red eight-ounce bulb enema in her sweet little bottom. Mommy was instilling some mineral oil for her overnite retention, and as she gave the bulb a sharp squeeze, little Sarah wiggled as the familiar tingle of the thick liquid coated the inside of her bum. "You're going to sleep with this in your bottom all night sweetie," said Mommy in a caring manner, but with the tone that there was no room for argument. Sarah wasn't about to argue anyway, as a stern brush smacking her little cheeks over and over didn't make it any fun to hold her enemas at all. Mommy never hesitated to use corporal punishment whenever Sarah disobeyed. As Mommy patted and rubbed her bottom she said to Sarah "You have the cutest little bum I've ever seen. This adorable bottom is ging to make some lucky man happy for the rest of his life." Thus, Sarah knew at a young age that enemas were a special, intimate pleasure in life, and that her bottom was an object for Mommy to cherish.
These lessons from her Mother would serve Sarah quite well at her new house with new friends. As she would soon find out, these girls were no strangers to a good clean tummy rinse, along with a host of other practises that would push the limits of freshman Sarah's eighteen year old mind. As evening approached she got her first taste of life in a house full of hot young things with with few inhibitions. In fact, she would be privy to all those moments that men will sadly never see. Those moments when it's "just us girls",and there is no need for modesty.
Sarah's first taste of this commraderie took her quite by surprise as she made her way past one of two bathrooms on the second floor. She was going to her bedroom when she heard a low moan, unmistakable as the sound of subtle pleasure. "God that feels good Sasha," came a voice easily heard because, as Sarah was a little shocked to see, the bathroom door was wide open and inside were Amy and Sasha. Two girls in one bathroom was no suprise, but what they were up to certainly was. As the stood in the hall right outside the door, Sarah saw Sasha sitting on the edge of the toilet with the lid closed. She was in a state of undress, with only a pair of black thigh high stockings, and a tight sexy black pair of panties. These items looked great on Sasha's long shapely legs, and the black was set off by her straight, natural blond hair. This was no real surprise, as the girls were going out and showering, dressing and all that was fairly public in a house full of girls. What was surprising was the manner in which Amy was positioned. She had her knees on the bath mat, right in front of the tub by the toilet. Her hands were palms down in the tub, and Amy's back was arched severely, with her long black hair cascading down. Of course, her ass was the highest thing in the air, and with her back arched so sharply, Sarah got a great view of Amy's pretty little pussy peeping out from between two alabaster thighs. Even her little pink asshole was clearly visible, peeking from atop it's perch on that shaved piece of trim. Amy had on a pair of white pantyhose, but they were rolled down just a couple of inches past her cheeks. And what marvelous cheeks they were! Sarah, possesing an amazing ass herself, was fully capable of appreciating one on someone else, and she had to admit that this girls' was fairly exceptional. The panty hose made it look even sexier, but it was what they were doing that really got Sarah hot. Sasha had a jar of Fleet glycerin suppositorys on the back of the toilet, the top off and ready to go. There was also a big jar of Vaseline, and Sasha dipped her middle finger in and withdrew it with a good bit on the tip of her finger. Sarah didn't have to imagine what it was that felt so good, for Amy's little asshole had a slight sheen to it, and seemed to have been lubed already. This didn't stop Sasha from spreading Amy's cheeks with her left thumb and middle finger, then quickly burying her right middle finger deep in Amy's bum, way up to the last knuckle. Amy gave the same sigh, and it was then they noticed Sarah in the hall. Again to her surprise, Sasha kept her finger right where it was, and the two girls seemed at ease in such a lewd position. "Oh hey Sarah, said Sasha,"I'm just getting Amy ready to go out tonight." Sarah didn't know quite what she meant, but did notice that Sasha began moving her finger around in tight little circles, moving it back and forth at the same time. Amy got a little louder, and as her asshole relaxed more, Sasha added her pointer finger and the tight circular motion got a little wider as Amy's butt got even looser. Sarah was now blushing, and it showed easily on her perfect porcelain skin. She kept watching though, transfixed, and was excited to see Sasha grab a suppository from the jar with her other hand. "I've got to get her ralaxed so these suppositories will slide up as far as they need to," explained Sasha. "Besides, we all need a good finger-fuck now and then," came Amy's chipper voice, somewhat muffled because she was face down in the tub. Sarah was shocked to hear this, but knew full well that Amy was right. Just then Sasha took the suppositoy in hand and slid it way up Amy's tight little ass. She then repeated the process twice more, and before she knew it, Amy had a bottom full of glycerin. "What do you mean,'getting her ready to go out,'inquired a puzzled Sarah." "Don't you want to be home when you have to poop really bad." And poop Amy would have to, she thought, with three suppositorys crammed in her bum. "You'll see," said Amy, and both she and Sasha had a good laugh. "Us girls have known eachother forever, and when we get bored we do naughty things for fun,"explained Sasha. "If you're gonna hang with us, you'll have to be initiated into the little games that we play." It was with this statement that Sarah detected a hint of condescension, and it dawned on her that she was a newcomer to this libertine group of old friends. With that, Amy got out of her kneeling position, and though that view was indeed spectacular, she looked jsut as great with that curly black hair, long sexy back, and cute white pantyhose still just below her cheeks. And did those cheeks speak to Sarah as Amy cocked them side to side. Indeed they did, but Sarah would have plenty of time to explore five fine young asses, and though she had an inkling now of what was to come, the reality of this household would exceed her imagination. Finally, Amy pulled up the pantyhose, and that ass looked perfect in them of course. Sarah thought about the suppositorys Amy had in her bottom, and realized that with Amy getting ready to leave, not sitting on the toilet, something odd was definitley going on. Sarah took one last look at Amy's ass, then saw Sasha sniff her finger before wiping it off. That was enough for her, and she went to her room to get ready herself. Before dressing though, she had to take care of one little thing. She rubbed her engorged clit and reclined on some pillows on her bed. She looked over and smiled as she gazed at the brush. The one she had been spanked with by Mommy, and the one which she would once again slide right up her bum. She rolled over on to her left side and playfully smacked her own cheeks a couple times. She liked being spanked...sometimes, and since Mommy no loger took care of it, she had actually spanked herself with the brush quite severely. Then she grabbed it from the top and slid the handle in her mouth, back deep 'til she almost gagged. She moved it in and out and thought about those two naughty girls down the hall. Amy with her bottom up high in the air, puckering little asshole squeezing down on Sasha's finger. Sufficientlly lubricated with saliva, Sarah relished the feeling she had come to grow so fond of. She rubbed the cool slippery handle of that brush on her little rosebued, then savored the unique pleasure that only sodomy, glorious sodomy provided. When she got the handle all the way up, she rolled back over on the pillows and sat up a little. Boy did she look cute with that brush flat on the bed up her ass. She rubbed her clit more vigorously and thought to herself that if the brush were a mirror, she could see the handle going in her tight little ass, and her pussy would be reflected right back to her from that mirror planted snugly in her bottom, right between her legs. She finally came, and when she did, the pulsing pressure of her asshole felt great, rhythmicaly contracting on that hard brush handle. When she was done, she pulled it out of her bottom and, noting that it was nice and clean, took a little sniff herself before sliding the handle back deep in her throat. She usually did this, and liked to think it was punishment for having such a naughty bottom. She thought then,"This house is full of cute naughty bottoms," with a smile to herself. With that, she put on some tight white pants and a little top, and joined the girls downstairs to go out to the club. They all looked hotter than hell, but one thing caught Sarah's attention. Amy, who still had her white pantyhose on, was wearing one of the shortest damn skirts she had ever seen. It was white also and came down literally not more than an inch past the crease of her cheeks. She had black heels and a nice top, but her ass would obviously be the center of attention in that outfit. Sarah couldn't help but wonder how Amy was doing with those Fleet suppositorys in her ass. She had listened for her, and it was clear to Sarah that Amy had not pooped at all since pulling up those hose. This girls night out would be interesting indeed.
In the Lincoln Navigator they were riding in, Amy started to wiggle her bottom around in the front seat. Sasha noticed, winked at Sarah sitting next to her, and said to Amy "Better squeeze that little asshole tight, babe." The other girls laughed, and Sarah knew that Amy's bottom must have been burning by now. "God I haven't shit in two days, I can feel a big load in there." Sarah couldn't believe these girls talked this way, but she was quickly realizing that though these girls were beautiful and well-bred, their intellegence and bratiness made them very, very naughty.
They finally parked, and as Amy got out, Sarah caught a glimple of her butt in that short mini she was wearing. She saw quite clearly that Amy didn't have any panties on, and marveled that her little twat was practically on display in that thing. And she had an ass full of suppositorys! What the fuck!? The girls turned heads as they entered the club, and the door guy hardly even glanced at their fake ID's. They all walked up to the bar right next to the dancefloor, and as there were no seats because the place was packed, they stood toward one end. Amy ordered a couple shots right off rip, and explained to Stacy next to her that she needed a little courage. Stacy pursed that pouty mouth of hers and said "Better hurry, I bet you've got to poop like crazy." Amy cocked that barely hidden ass from side to side, then stuck her butt out a little and grabbed it from behind. "Oh, God, this burns so much now," she moaned. This got the attention of a group sitting behind Amy. Two guys and two girls were looking at eachother, and it was obvious to them and anyone else that this stunning brunette in a tiny skirt had to poop like a motherfucker. Grabbing your ass and wiggling is a pretty universal indicator, not to mention pretty hot. After a couple minutes and another shot, Amy gave a low groan and said "Fuck it," under her breath. She shifted her weight to the left, cocking her ass, and the left cheek was protruding a little from under the practically non-existant skirt. Sarah leaned back a little to get a better view of Amy, and most eyes around them were squarely on Amy's hot little ass. Just as it became clear to Sarah what was going on, everyone around them was astonished to see this beautiful girl wriggling around with both hands now grabbing her ass. One of the girls sitting with the group at the table finally said "Holy shit, that girls gonna poop standing right there at the bar. Holy shit was right, and with a final gesture Amy grabbed the edge of the bar with both hands, stuck her butt out a little, and prepared to evacuate the huge load packed in her bum, just barely inside her spasming, burning little asshole. Before everyones' eyes right there standing in a packed club, Amy groaned and experienced a twist of nerves in her stomach, but embarassment and shame were beaten out by the now overwhelming urge to purge herself of this massive two day load of semi-solid shit. What an incredible sight to behold! With one great grunt, Amy shot a grapefruit sized load right in her pretty white tights. The skirt offered no concealment whatsoever, and had been chosen by Sasha for just this reason. It did add to the stunning sight of this gorgeous girl standing there with a huge bulge of brown shit hanging down obscenely below the skirt, partially between her thighs. This girl with long hair, high heels, and killer legs had a massive poop right there between her cheeks, in full view, pulled down by the weight of the load, just below that skirt that was essential to the effect. Sarah took a couple steps back now, and as she looked closer at that soiled mess, Amy gave a sharp little toot, and a more liquid poo oozed around the big bulge and made it's way halfway down her thighs. Sarah was in total amazement, never having dreamed of such humiliation being carried out on purpose. The smell of Amy's sensational debauchery wafted through the air, and with a round of giggles the girls walked, not to quickly, behind Amy who was heading clear across the club to the door. As she made her way through, looks of shock and disgust played across some faces, while others apperaed more amazed and lustful. After all, what could be more naughty then a girl walking around with a huge fucking turd sagging down. As Amy walked, her thighs rubbed to together, and though she was to some degree mortified, she was also really turned on. The feeling of that poop sliding around hot and wet between her cheeks and thighs was so leberating, and to be in front of so many people, some obviously turned on by this peculiar sight. As the group made it to the parking lot, Sarah could see that the mess had gotten even bigger with all the walking. "I can't believe you just did that! I can't fucking believe it, Amy!" "Well you better believe it, 'cause we love to play games and that was just the tip of the iceburg," Justine said cooly to Sarah. "She's right, if you wanna live with us and enjoy our pupularity, you better get with the program newbie," added Stacy. Sarah realized they were pissed by her distancing herself from Amy's actions. She thought about it in the Navigator, windows rolled down. It was clear now that these girls were a debauched bunch indeed, and she was in for many surprises. A little voice told her to tell them off, but she also knew that she was finally with a group of friends in this unfamiliar town, and they were certainly more pupular and good-looking than some of the clicks she had been part of back home. There was a current of excitement too, realizing that her new house was an epicenter hot sex and naughty games. She bit her lip and said "What do you mean 'get with the program?'" "Well you'll need to change your attitude around and get kinky like the rest of us,"said Jessica, who untill now hadn't said much to Sarah. It was Justine who made it clear that the initiation Sasha had spoken of would be a little more than just one act. "You are the new one here, and if you want to be part of the group, you must obey all five of us as though we were the ultimate authority in your life, which we will be. You are the frosh, and as such you will be expected to humble yourlself before any of us whenever and however we deem necessary. Consider it a sorority hazing, but one that will last six months," said Justine with a gleeful tone. She had a mean streak, and Sarah expected to be punished by her a lot. "You will be our sissy maid, our bondage toy, our little toilet slut if we desire." added Stacy, who had been the most friendly to Sarah, but who now clearly belonged to this group of hot little libertines. This was a little much, and Sarah again had thoughts of rebuking them. She thought again, though, of her nice room in the big old house. She considered all the freedom she had in being out from under her strict mother, and even though she wouldn't necessarily be free at her new house, she could still explore all the new paths that the girls' pupularity and status opened up for her. And, after all, she would be set when the training period was over. Six months was a long time, but these girls were fun. And, she admitted to herself, the possibilities of crazy hot, kinky sex going down with these fucking gorgeous girls was not the worst thing she could imagine happening to her. So, somewhat reluntantly still, she said "I'm sorry if I acted grossed out. You are all really cool, and I want to be a part of your house and your lifestyle. Please train me to be a good girl in any way you see fit." Well this new tone of submission was just what the gang had wanted to hear, and they said that yes, they would teach her to be a good litle shit slut.
The girls all arrived back at the house, a little tipsy and ready for some more fun. Sarah wondered when this 'training' was giong to begin, and soon had her answer. Everyone was kicked back on the sofas, except for Amy who was standing because she didn't want to mess up the couch. They had covered the seat in the Navigator with garbage bags, but she would have to stand for now. The poop in her pantyhose had begun to marinate, and the smell was pretty strong in the room, but thankfully kind of sweet smelling, not altogether unpleasant. Then Stacy got up and went to another room. When she returned, she had a large wooden paddle. It was rectangular, twenty-four inches long, and five inches wide. Sarah's heart began to flutter, knowing who that paddle was for. Stacy looked comfortable with it in her hands, and Sarah knew right away she was in for a good one. "Stand up and get over here, bitch!" commanded Stacy. Sarah was caught off guard by the sudden change in Stacy's demeanor. She sounded downright mean now. Sarah did as was told, however, and was soon standing in the middle of the room. Jessica went to the dining room and grabbed a big wooden chair from the table. She came back and planted it before Sarah. "Get up on the chair, on your knees," instructed Jessica. Sarah obeyed and put her knees down. She was in a kneeling position on the chair, legs crooked behind her, bottom slightly out, tummy resting on the back of the chair, hands on the side. "Tie her down," said Stacy, and Jessica did just that. She secured her hands to the supports under the chair with rope, then did the same with Sarah's ankles. "You're getting twelve from each of us, so get ready," said Stacy, still holding the paddle. "God, that's sixty strokes," thought Sarah, but she kept her mouth shut. Seconds later she opened it to recieve a big black ball-gag. It stretched her jaws painfully wide, and soon saliva was dripping from her mouth all over her arms and the chair and floor. "Get ready bitch." said Stacy, and as she stepped behind Sarah, she yanked her pants down around her knees. They were all stunned to see how perfectly Sarah's white cotton panties were molded to that unsurpassed ass. It was plain to see that she had been given a gift from Nature, but the girls had not been able to admire her without pants. Sarah was so embarrased to be restrained, gagged and drooling with her little bottom on dispaly for all to see. It got only worse when Stacy pulled her panties down, and they all marveled at the beautiful naked ass they were beholding. Sarah's back was arched enough that her cheeks were nicely parted, and her perky little pussy and tiny pink asshole were easy to see. Now she really felt vulnerable, and gave a little whimper. That just encouraged Stacy, who delivered a startling whack to Sarah's perfect, snow white ass. It was with practically all her strength, and Sarah cried out with surprise and pain as the force of this paddling registered. "Count each stroke," instructed Stacy, and with the second blow Sarah gave another little yelp, followed by a muffled "Two." The punishment continued at a fast pace. "Nine,oowww",cried Sarah. "Ten", "Eleven", "Twelve". The last three came in quick succesion, and by this time Sarah had a few tears trickling down her other cheeks. Stacy had laid into her, and that redhead complexion of hers made that gorgeous ass of hers bright red in a hurry. She couldn't believe four more sets of twelve were still to go. Just then Justine decided to add another bit of fun to the scene unfolding behind closed doors in the house on the corner. "Amy, come stand in front of her," said Justine. Amy's pantyhose were caked with shit, and Sarah was not at all ready for what came next. Amy leaned over and presented her soiled bottom just inches from Sarah's shocked little face. The smell was strong, and her butt really hurt. "Now sniff Amy's ass like a good little shit slut!" yelled Justine. Sarah could hardly believe this, but as Justine delivered a resounding smack on her butt, she reluctantly took a sniff, her nose inches from that reaking bulge sagging down in Amy's pantyhose. "Take a bigger whiff, slut," said Justine. Humiliated more than ever, she took a big old whif and started to gag. It sure looked funny to the girls, this tearful redhead with a perfect, cherry ass. Justine then laid into Sarah mercilessly, and by the time Sarah counted twelve, she was full on crying. Now there were angry bruised spots on her precious bum cheeks, and Amy's shit-slathered ass was still the only thing Sarah could see. She barely made it through Jessica and Sasha's equally fierce paddling, and by the time it was Amy's turn, she was thankful to get away from the soiled mess she'd been facing this whole time. It was not great though, because she really didn't know if her poor little bottom could take any more. By this time, her cheeks and the top half of her thighs were a deep, angry red. They ached and stung at the same time. "One", "Two", came the count between sobs, and she was reduced to a shameful slobbering mess when at long last the crack of the paddle sounded for the twelfth and final time. The girls all stood back and admired this fabulous spectacle. Amy felt a little sorry for her, as did Sasha and Jessica. Stacy, and especially Justine, had a sadistic streak, and the humiliated slobbering beauty humbled before them only stirred the fire that had been growing in their loins.
Finally, after much appreciation, the girls untied a spent, trembling Sarah, and Amy went to clean off the poop now caked to her tasty little ass. Sarah lied face down, stretched out on a couch, and Sasha, always happy to work on someones bottom, rubbed lotion all over Sarah's abused red ass. She traced the line of Sarah's perfect little crack, and finally slipped a finger in that hot asshole that beckoned her. Sarah loved it,and reached down her arm to stroke that pussy of hers. She realized that she would have to endure an ordeal far more complicated and belittling than first suspected;at the same time she understood that the more she went through, the more she would bond with the girls. And if Sasha's soft touch after her beating were any indication of things to come, she could look forward some gentler activities after her various punishments.
The night was not quite over yet, however, and when Amy returned form the bathroom, she was carrying a Fleet saline enema. Sarah's mom had prefered homeade solutions, end had experimented with many on Sarah over the years. She had occasionaly used a disposable Fleet, usually more for punishment than a good cleaning out. Amy told her to lay on the floor on her back. Sasha gave her a couple light, loving pats on her bum, and Sarah felt a kinship was starting to grow between them. Stacy, put a pillow under her head and gave her a smile. She had been so cruel moments earlier, but Sarah began to understand that the girls' attitudes changed depending on what kind of games they were playing. She felt relieved knowing that at least some of the time she would be treated well. "Lift up your legs high and grab your ankles baby," Amy said, and Sarah did as told, though the tone was less commanding than during her paddling. Amy took the orange cover off the Fleet enema, and gently slid the tip into Sarah's puckered little asshole. "Relax," said Amy, and as Sarah did so, Amy squuezed the bottle hard and fast. It shot high into Sarah's rectum, and once again she marveled at that peculiar sensation. They sure looked cute together. A now naked Sarah with her legs high in the air, and pretty little Amy looking on admiringly with the now empty bottle still in Sarah's bottom. Amy pulled it out, and admired the close-up view this position afforded her. Yes, the deviant young girls had managed to find a little frosh with absolutely the finest ass she had ever gazed at. These intimate moments, if such it could be called while being witnessesed by four other girls, were what living in a house together during this period in their lives was all about. With that Amy felt satisfied, but at the same time Jessica, the other brunette, experienced a sudden forceful urge to poop. She had eaten a ton of pasta for lunch, and the slow ache of a big crap was overcomeing her sphincter. "Jeez, I've gotta poop big-time all of a sudden," said Jessica, and with that she stood up to go to the bathroom. Grabbing her cheeks like Amy had earlier, Jessica knew she had quite a load hiding in her ass as well. "I've got a better idea," said the ever plotting Justine, and with that Sarah's heart sank. Justine was definitly not going to make Sarah's training period easy. The enema had been retained for about five minutes, and though the inital urge to poop always hit early on, she had practiced enough that she was able to hold it and the cramps subsided. "Why don't you squat down right over her face and take a big dump right there." said Justine. "God, no," thought Sarah, there was no way in hell she was going to let Jessica shit on her face. Sniffing Amy's bum was bad enough, but at least the poop hadn't been on her, for Christ's sake. She was understandably relieved, then, when Jessica said "Amy looked like she had fun pooping in her clothes tonight, and I think I'll do the same. Nothing like some recreational panty pooping to liven up the senses." "Sounds good to me, but you still gotta do it over her face." said Justine. Sarah was beginning to like Justine less and less. "Perfect." agreed Jessica, and with that she wiggled her pants off and was standing in a pair of white cotton panties of her own. They were cut perfectly, not too full in the back, but enough that a big load would stay right where it belonged, sagging down between her good-looking cheeks. Sarah was resigned to her fate, and before she knew it Jessica was straddling her face, preparing to do what had seemed unimaginable to Sarah just days ago. Jessica put her knees on either side of Sarah's shoulders, and lowered her shit-packed ass onto Sarah's face. "But she's touching my face," complained Sarah. Indeed Jessica was, apparently the inches of space afforded by Amy would not be available now. "Tough shit," said Justine, and with that Jessica unleashed the bomb that was straining her little asshole. "Oh, yeah," Jess groaned slowly as the poop came forth. It was more solid than Amy's, but still maliable. The load grew bigger and bigger right over Sarah's nose, and when Jess was done she was straddling an unhappy redhead whose face was obscured by a softball size load. The others had to step back and admire this fabulously libertine scene. After some perfuntory sniffing ordered by Justine, Jessica got up and walked around just a little to feel the poop slide around as she moved."This enema is really starting to work you guys," said a somewhat panicked Sarah, dreading the thought of pooping right on the carpet in the living room. "I think you need some panties to poop into also," Amy piped up. "And I know just the ones," added Stacy. A devious smile played across Justine's lips, and she knew that finally this little freshman shit slut would come in contact with some poop, albeit not on her sweet and pretty face. Jess knew too what Amy meant, and she told Sarah to stand up quick. Stand she did, and the Fleet enema began to do it's magic right away, she could feel the urge bulding and the burning sensation trickling down her entrails. She squeezed her little asshole tighter than ever, and became aware that Jessica had slid the panties off, still bulging with the big load she had deposited there earlier. Sarah was disgusted to think of putting on another girls poopy panties, but knew damn well she would have to do as told. "Get 'em on then Red," said Stacy, and Sarah crinkled her little nose as she took the stinky panties in hand. She reluctantly got them around her anlkles, careful to keep the poop right in the seat of her new panties. What a sight my friends, to see this pretty little redhead gingerly sliding some other girls' heavily soiled panties over her milky white thighs. Though she bowed her legs and tried not touch her thighs much, the poop still made it's way out here and there and a couple streaks of light brown shit now streaked up her shapely thighs. Sarah tried to leave thim just low enough that the poop wasn't smashed onto her bottom. That plan came to an end when Justine walked over and abruptly yanked the panties up nice and tight. The look on Sarah's face was priceless as she felt the warm poop from someone elses bottom mash all over her cheeks and and slide and ooze up her crack. Someone elses poop! Sarah's plump ass couldn't have been complemented better than with her two sore cheeks peeking out from poopy white panties. She could not believe she was standing in a stinky room surrounded by five beautiful girls with a bulging pair of shitty panties crammed up her crack. The full recognition of her shame and humiliation hit her all at once, and a little tear slipped out of the corner of her eye. At the same time, deep in her psyche, a connection was being made. Her pussy got a little wet, and her subconcious mind drew a link between shame, pain, and sexual gratification. Yes, tonight the very naughty girls in the house on the corner had made some definitive headway in training their new friend to become a submissive little shit slut. As Sarah stood in the great room behind closed doors, she unconsciosly rubbed her wet little pussy, shifting her cheeks back and forth to feel the warm mess in her panties slide even lower down her thighs and higher up her crack. She had a burning desire to shit now more than ever, and it felt funny to let it go in front of all these girls. Release her bowels she did, though, and with a sigh the brown saline solution squirted right out of that cute little asshole, made its way around Jessicas load, mingled for awhile, and then trickled down those brown streaked milky white thighs. The solution ran down into a little puddle at her feet, and now her own poop started to leak out into those soiled panties she had made her own. Her shit was quite soft, and it integrated with Jessicas poop to form an even larger load that threatened to pull the panties down a little bit. "Oh that is so fucking hot!" exclaimed Stacy, and she rubbed her pussy while gazing at the masterpiece that they had created. That caused Amy to get even hotter, and before they knew it they were all masturbating, Sarah included. The symphony of their femenine sighs was music to their ears, and the canvass that was Sarah stood utterly soiled in the middle of the great room, encircled by those five mischevious miscreants.
Later that night the girls put a big overnite diaper on Sarah, Jessicas shit slathered panties still on. She went to sleep that way, with a sore little bottom and a stinky dirty crack. She was amazed that she had endured the shame of her first day of training, but also pleased that she had. It felt good to be a part of this group of debauched ladies, whose libertine exploits occured daily in that house on the corner behind the big wooden door.
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