Meadowvale Academy Chapter 61
These stories involve anal fingering, anal fisting, anal sex, auto-fellatio, bondage, coprophagia, dom/sub relations, exhibitionism, fellatio, golden showers, incest, infantilism, lactation, mind control/behavioural training, orgasm denial, scatolia, sex machines, sissification, sitophilia, smothering, and voyeurism. If any of these things aren't your thing you may not want to read further.
Meadowvale Academy
Chapter 61: Lessons Learned, Memories Renewed Part 2
Elisha Braddock closed the cherry double doors to the staff lounge and turned back towards the center of the room. It was quite luxurious. The curtains covering the picture windows and balcony door were made of red crushed velvet. The bookshelves like the doors were made of cherry, but the wet bar was oak and the throw rugs lay atop maple flooring. Stained glass shades of on antique brass lamp stands dotted the large island of furniture in the middle of the room. The comfy chairs and couches were made of high quality leather on walnut. The fabric itself was treated to remain free of stains and easily wipe cleaned. All of the furniture in the sorority was.
Including the chestnut haired Dean of Economics there were eight women there. There would be one or two more get togethers like this one depending on need. After all, education had to come first. As important as the annual barnstorming tour was, she certainly couldn't condone students cutting class to attend a planning meeting for it. They would be missing enough while they were on the road. She walked over and took her seat in a plush fanback, patting her kneeling slave Abigail Gallagher on the head as she did. She guided her lips onto her 10 inches and set her pace with a hand in her hair. Elisha looked around to the others. Lorena DeLeon, the Political Science Professor, sat to her left. Like herself a member of the sorority's ruling body, the Council of Five. She was being serviced by her own girl, first year Lily Foster. The latter had those eyes that seemed to beg to serve. She remembered when her fellow staff member had brought her back to professor's wing after first spotting her in her first year lecture. She had exercised `Professor's Privilege' less than a week later. Now the girl wore a crimson collar which was quite a privilege for a first year. She hadn't let it go to her head though. One could see that in the fervor with which the girl bounced her rosebud up and down on her mistress's cock while she stroked her own organ.
To her right was the Amazonian Sigourney Dubois, a Professor in Sports Science and Kinesiology. Her long box braids framed a java coloured visage which contrasted with the golden blonde med student Zora Stoichkova. She had been her slave within a month of showing up on campus three years ago and while she could have moved on after her sophomore year she chose to stay and wear the crimson collar for her mistress. This was not to say the junior was forever bound in servitude and servitude alone. Rather her own chattel, Wong Jingjing was sandwiched between the two of them being double pronged at a robust pace by the other two as the trio closed in on their release.
Opposite the sister of the sorority president were two juniors, Jody Reyerse and Marcella Sebastien. Titian haired Jody's tool was also framed by a pair of lips belonging to Tristan Charles as her slave jacked herself along her road to glory. For her part, the other, a criminalistics major, pushed her girth in and out of Jasmin Ellis's quim as the latter suckled a breast. The strong hand of her mistress pushed her closer to her end at the same pace as the cock within her. "Those had been good bondings," Elisha nodded internally. "The girls had learned well and would probably pass their lessons onto their slaves as well." It was one of the byproducts of being a slave for the first two years as a member of Mu Upsilon Mu. Even though a girl was freed in their third year, they still had the memories of servitude. Though the relationship was still one with a top and a bottom, it was usually a more loving coupling of mutual respect.
This was important. It created connections that lasted a lifetime. If the futa community was ever going to find its place in the world it would need those same connections to strengthen it and expand its footprint. Forging ties was the main reason that Mu Upsilon Mu did a series of trips just prior to Reading Week every spring to the feeder schools of the Hedonian Learning Network and followed that up with a sorority tour during Spring Break. It was also why they endeavoured to present familiar faces during these exercises, hence the presence of Abigail, Lily, Tristan, and Jasmin.
Elisha glanced back to her right and marveled at Jingjing's capacity to take the sizable endowments of others into her body. Heniretta's thick eight inches pounding her pussy was a stretch in and of itself but Sigourney's girthy 13 plunging in and out of her ass was another thing entirely. But not only did it seem that the tiny first year was able to handle both simultaneously, the Mandarin girl was reveling in it, her yelping in lust lighting up the entire room. There was no way the Dean of Economics could start until the three had found their plateau. Moreover, she expected to be interrupted throughout looking at the shape the other three pairings were in, not to mention the carnality she herself was involved in. She heard her dark skinned counterpart grunt out her command to the other two as the youngest splashed her seed on the chest of her mistress while the other two filled her full of cream from below.
The mutual explosion of cum triggered the orgasms of others. Jody was first, followed by Marcella, and then their two girls. Lorena and Lily followed soon thereafter. Then finally Elisha herself fired salvo after salvo of her semen down the throat of Abigail as the sophomore erupted against the chair she was kneeling in front of. The cacophony of groaning and squishing continued for a couple of minutes afterwards until little by little the group descended from the height of bliss to some semblance of normality. Each tryst gradually caught their breath and solidified their presence at the meeting, their attention slowly returning to matters at hand.
"OK girls, let's talk," the Braddock woman finally declared addressing the four mistresses. "Monday February 1st marks the date of our annual high school guidance trip to the Meadowvale Academy. We will travel up Sunday and back Tuesday. This means you will miss two days worth of classes so make sure you bring your studies with you. Make sure your slaves do as well..."
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"There then, that felt good didn't," Annika cooed as she alternated feeding fingers with Mischa. While the latter's were brown, the executive's were pearly white. Natascha allowed both to push through her lips as her children, the rest of the table, and for that matter a few others seated nearby looked on. "You look like you have been waiting to do that for a while." She reached down and cupped her balls. "It feels like you have another load or two down there," she noted as she smiled and crinkled her nose. "But we can help you with that Mischa and I. And I'm sure Keaton will help us help you as well."
Though bringing back the bill and after dinner mints was as good an excuse as any to return to the table the Forsythe woman well knew her part in this play. She had removed her panties when she last made her exit, given them a few minutes and then made her entrance once more. Her eyes met with Mischa's, who then whispered to her sister. One blonde slid the other down in front of her chair to kneel on the floor and resumed jacking her. "OK, we'll do that then," she nodded pushing her glasses up on her nose as she moved in.
"And here she is now," Mischa greeted as the two sisters watched Keaton's swaying hips swing over their heads as she straddled the chair the older Russian had been sitting on. "Your boss's mom was right, she is going to help us help you."
"Assume reverse supplication," the dark skinned futa commanded. Natascha's servile reflexes were re-born. She put her head back on the seat of the chair and opened her mouth as her mistress spread her cheeks and lowered. The latter purposely didn't make a seal; she wanted others to see the flow of her filth as she fed her slave. And indeed they did. Her sphincter expanded and the first lengthy log of her waste slowly slithered from her bowels into the willing maw below. She had a lot to give the Koletova woman. As soon as she got off the phone with her sister she had started eating and had more or less kept it up over the past 24 hours, stuffing herself in anticipation of finally getting to feed her college slave again.
Annika was ever on the lookout for another she could push down the road into depravity. Mischa would occasionally slip her fingers into the descending river and slide them into her mouth, she was already there. "Interesting, but not of interest," she decided silently as she studied the kids around her. She knew she could tap Lorelei at any time she wanted to, but she wanted Penelope to get her there on her own if possible. She glanced at the Koletova girls and their reactions to the situation they unexpectedly found themselves in.
"And there...we...are," she noted with a smile as she took in Keesa's obvious fascination with the surrender of her mother to her fecal desires. She couldn't tear her eyes away from the scene. The matriarch nodded to her daughter at the other end of the table and then towards the youngest Russian. Marlena took the hint and quietly pulled the table in front of her towards her to create space as she stood up. Lotti lent a hand in shifting the second in the same direction, unnoticed by any of the rest. The jeweler then stood the curly haired girl up and led her towards her mother before sitting her on the latter's lap. She slid down behind her and using her fluids to moisten her 13 inches, slowly started pushing it into the first year student's starfish. Next her hand found the younger girl's shaft and commenced stroking it in time with the masturbation of her mother by her aunt. Annika smiled as she watched Keesa Koletova begin to rock with the tide of her daughter's motions. She leaned forward slightly and caressed the cheek of the girl enthralled. Her carnal corruption was like an open gate before her. And they would walk her through it.
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They sat across from each other at the conference table in the Meadowvale Legal Services; the red haired Molly and Marjorie McFadden formerly of Unicorn Construction on one side and the dark haired Chimaka and Nawaji Morningmoon up until now the owners of Morningmoon Contractors on the other. Ruth Finney, sitting in her recently delivered leather feeder throne, was at the head of the table presided over the two sides. Beneath her the newest intern, Sofia Garcia, was gulping down her third length of mud from the white blonde woman, her Happy Pants clearly visible below her hiked up mini. Veronica Dimetrescu, the firm's other apprentice, knelt over her and was washing the attorney's tool with her mouth. "I'm going to miss these lips next year," she predicted silently as her thrusts picked up pace. The Romanian student sat on a milker unit that was methodically siphoning the sophomore's cum from her as she dined. Her hips flexed in time to the rhythm as she pumped the cock of her counterpart in front of her.
Ruth had purposely set it up like this. She had arranged for this to be their last meeting of the day. She wanted the parties in front of her to bond over more than just a business partnership. She had seen potentially valuable partnerships like this sour far too soon in the past because they were built solely on paper. She wanted more. To that end she had made sure that Veronica had Sofia near saturation by the time the pair arrived today. The latter who had apparently already dined on the waste of her law teacher Adrienne Devereaux as well as two members of the debate team, Tyler Halversson and Erica Pang, according to the older girl. "That was likely not a completely new experience," the Finney woman surmised, knowing the latter two lived with her youngest assistant. But it had worked out quite well in the end. The girl's balls were overripe now, her ejaculation was consistent.
"This would be good for both parties and the community as a whole," the lawyer thought pushing a fourth worm down the girl's throat as the four other studied the merger agreement. "Cooperation was always better than competition. The pooling of resources allowed for local entities to act with greater leverage when dealing with outside interests, be that in acquisitions or in the bidding process. And that can only be good for Meadowvale." She looked to the others as each peered into their laptop screens. "Everything in order?"
"Seems to be," Molly announced, looking to her sister. The younger McFadden had leaned back and was watching the goings on under the table. The older saw her sibling was rock hard. An elbow to the ribs quickly brought her back to matters at hand.
"We're satisfied on our end," Marjorie blurted nodding in agreement. Nawaji Morningmood grinned at the exchange as she jacked her sister.
"Chimaka? Nawaji? How about you?" the attorney queried.
"Everything is good here," she confirmed as her older sister slightly arched against her hand, her eyes glued to the flexing neck of the Garcia girl.
"Good, good. Oh, good," Ruth replied the last coming out as a groan as her seed surged down the throat of the burgundy haired girl in front of her. She guided her head up and down on her pipe as a fifth and final chunk of fudge wended its way into Sofia's maw.
They were all rabid in lust now. The contract would get signed by all; it was a mere formality at this point. The new entity `4M Contracting' would be born of the ashes of the two construction companies. The four would be equal partners in it. But right now there was bonding to be done.
Ruth stood up from her seat, having finished feeding the curly haired girl below, her crevice spotless. "Who wants next?"
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Wanda exchanged places with her daughter prior to beginning her lesson. It would be Bree's first time after all; she would be the greater challenge. Each of the Ellesmere's gently caressed the heads of the restrained pair. "Watch closely now girls," Wanda started. "It is important to make your subjects comfortable with their circumstance. "Watch what I do and listen to how I help Miss Vickers here on her journey." She turned and squatted next to the face of the trapped student. "For it is a journey, a most wonderful trip I will take you on," she spoke softly. "Shhhhhh, Shhhhh. I'll be here every step of the way, I will help you get there," the doctor cooed to her anxious charge. "Feel how your friends are making you all squishy inside. Feel it? You like how Kirsten is fingering your pussy and ass don't you? It makes you feel good, her fingers on your clit and your lovely little butt button doesn't it? Let yourself feel her fingers now, rubbing back and forth. They feel so good don't they? Yes yes they do. And Margot's hand on your cock, sliding up and down. Yes, yes, so good isn't it? So beautiful. Hump for me little one, hump for me now." She glanced down at Bree's hips as they began to push against the pleasant pressure of the prodding and pumping of others. "There we go; that feels so nice doesn't it? Back and forth, back and forth, that's right just like that, let yourself float now, let yourself float on your little sea of bliss; your private little ocean."
She glanced across at the other table. Winona was doing a decent job with her patter as well. She smiled; she had taught her well. Esmeralda, like Bree, was rhythmically humping against the carnal machinations of the hands below, each matching the pace of the other as their arousal was slowly increased in unison. Wanda motioned for Gerianne to watch Isabel. The latter spread her cheeks and the middle school senior followed suit. "Look, look; your friend wants to show you her most precious thing, her beautiful crinkly flower. Isn't it lovely Bree? It's so beautiful. And it is such a sweet smelling blossom; so sweet. You want to smell it don't you? Yes, yes you do, I can tell. Let me help you now, help you smell the flower." As the girl flexed her hips machine like against the carnal sensations from below, Wanda dipped two fingers into Gerianne's rosebud as far as she could, removing them moments later coated in brown. She caressed the girl's head once again with one hand calming her as she painted a generous moustache of paste beneath her nose. "Breathe deeply now, take in the flower's aroma, the beautiful sweet fragrance." Robotically the Vickers girl sniffed deeply as her humping increased its pace slightly and licked her dry lips.
"Yes, yes, it smells so good doesn't? It smells so delicious," she implanted. Gerianne, she noted, was now mimicking everything Isabel did and slid back towards her friend but still maintained a few inches between ass and mouth. "Good girl," the physician silently praised, catching the eye of the full bodied girl. "So delicious it smells. Let Dr. Wanda help you some more now." Again her fingers returned to the browned blossom, emerging once again slippery with filth. Her hand moved towards her face once again and just before it arrived her other slipped down and pinched the blonde's nipple. Her moistened lips parted and she woman slipped her soiled digits between them and gently fucked her orally.
Her face screwed up as she was fed the bitter treat. The Ellesmere woman saw her classmate peering over her shoulder at the exchange and both traded smiles as they pushed forward. "So tasty isn't it; so delicious. Yes, yes, it is; so beautiful. You want more don't you? The taste makes your balls full doesn't it? You can feel them churning can't you? Let me help you a bit more my lovely girl." The doctor repeated the process only this time, she applied gentle pressure holding her head in place as the brunette astride her squeezed her areola. Meanwhile the unrelenting hands below intensified their labours. Again and again her knuckles delved deep and re-surfaced muddy, another appetizer for the Vickers girl. Each time her visage a picture of reluctance.
"Such beautiful anxiety you have my lovely Bree; so beautiful your struggle within." She could see the small blonde's mind was an unwilling participant, but her body was slowly being won over. The brunette slid her orbs closer and closer bit by bit. She was now but an inch away. Wanda hardly had to move her hand at all. Her subject's humping was ramping up now, with each time she had sampled Gerianne's fudge. Her resistance was draining away as her carnal instincts began to bubble over. Kirsten and Margot bore down on their efforts to force her sensual surrender. Their tactile chorus became ruthless in its ferocity; the trapped futa's robust flexing merely an extension of their manipulations now. And then there it was. Her mouth had hesitantly opened in anticipation of this last snack as it moved towards her. Her lust had been distilled into a single potent elixir that she had begun to drink. She was ready for her first feeding. Wanda nodded to the Mills girl, who in turn glanced across at the Brazilian teacher. Both moved simultaneously over the lips of the ones beneath t hem. "Open your mouth lovely Bree. Open your mouth so Gerianne can feed you now."
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Keesa stared at her mother's flexing esophagus as the snake of sludge from the curly haired restaurateur wended its way out of her ass and into her parent's mouth. The pace of the thrusting and stroking dictated by the woman she was leaning against had increased. Slack jawed and mesmerized, she floated in her cloud of foggy fervor as she was fucked and pumped. She was hard and slippery; her eyes lidded as she watched and watched.
"It's so beautiful isn't it little Keesa," Annika whispered as she gently traced her features with her hand. "So beautiful watching her feed on lovely shit. Isn't it beautiful?" The first year nodded hearing but not comprehending eliciting a small smile from the older woman. She squatted down beside the student and kissed her brow lightly as her fingers reached into the flow of filth. "You look like you could use a little blush my darling Keesa," she cooed as she smeared her cheeks with mud. "Maybe even a facial," she suggested as a second load was spread around her nose and mouth. "That feels so nice doesn't it? It smells good too?" Again the girl nodded as she allowed her face to be painted with brown paste.
Marlena glanced around momentarily at the others of their group as she continued her carnal prodding of the curly haired blonde. Penelope was plunging her nine inches in and out of Lorelei's submissive mouth. Sylvie Villeneuve, ostensibly on duty as a waitress, had abandoned her tray to feed her libido. She and Katya and stretched Lotti out on the table, peering over the shoulder of the latter's mother at the scene. The older Koletova girl pounded her girthy rod in and out of the Schwartzstein girl's anal canal as her French teammate relentlessly slammed her meat down the blonde's throat. The jeweler doubted anyone would hold her participation against her. She was somewhat surprised more had not joined in already, but maybe that was yet to come. She returned her attention to the task at hand, kissing the back of the neck in front of her, and increasing her rhythm a bit more. She smiled at her mother as the girl they had entangled dreamily followed their song of degradation.
The fragrance of stink permeated Keesa's consciousness. Her body methodically bobbed up and down on waves of desire dictated by others. She could feel her mother hump upwards at a similar pace as she was stroked by her aunt. Her vision narrowed on fingers full of shit that crept towards her mouth but stopped short. "Taste it," she a voice quietly prompted as her head was nudged forward. The digits slid effortlessly between her open lips and coated her tongue in sludge. She instinctively closed her mouth around them. "Good, good my lovely girl," the voice encouraged as they pushed in and out, in and out. They retreated to the filthy flow to once more wash themselves in waste, then returned. But again, they stopped short. Again she was guided forward from behind, maneuvered closer to the wellspring of her budding depravity. Again she savoured the divine bitterness of the mushy snack. "Yeeeeeessss. You like the flavor of shit don't you? Yes you do." An appetite began to build within the curly haired blonde. Her last serving of fudge left her but an inch away from the fecal flow. She watched as the speed of her mother's meal suddenly increased. The muck quickly filled her mouth and began to accumulate on her face. More and more the mound grew and the girl's lust with it. She was being fondled furiously from behind now. A hand had found her pussy and was massaging her clit. She could feel a mutual arching pushing up against her.
Keesa could hold her hunger back no longer. Her mouth abruptly pushed past the fingers to the source of the mudslide. "There we go. Feed now my lovely Keesa, eat as much as you can." A second hand caressed the back of her head gently holding her in place, not that it needed to. The spread cheeks lifted to make room for the girl so she could orally attack the lengthy serpent of shit coiled in front of her and she desperately dove in. Frantically the first year devoured the filthy delicacy from above as the mass slowly sunk into the gaping maw below.
Natascha blinked as the light returned to her eyes and saw Keesa gobbling down the sludge that had oozed onto her face as she in turn attacked it from below. It was just then that it registered that a second person had been with her all along so focused had she been on her servitude. She grabbed the ass of her youngest daughter and pulled the cheeks to her. The hands between them faded away no longer needed. The gemcutter re-doubled her efforts to push down the more and more mud, her need to share with her child, to meld their separate experiences into one, overwhelming.
The two locked eyes and began humping against each other desperate in their hunger. Reduced to their visceral selves, the two women gorged on the proffered filth. They worked together to reduce the size of the brown pile until finally, finally their tongues touched through the sludge. "Cum now my lovely girls, cum. Be good shitsluts; cum now." The merging of their depravity was electric and all-consuming. They were in their own world. Wildly the pair kissed the waste back and forth between them as their loins churned forth their creamy goodness. "There we go," the voice praised triumphant as twin fountains of semen splattered on breasts again and again. Their bodies flexed against each other; their debauchery had forever joined them. "Good girls," it cooed as fingers lovingly ran through the hair of both, coddling the new born bond in fecal union. "Good, good girls."
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"What do you think of this one?" Patricia asked as she slid the profile of the third candidate Kari Johanssen up on the big screen in the conference room.
"I liked her interview," Felicity nodded. "She seemed to know what she was about and it was obvious that she had done her research on this place."
"True," Deborah agreed. "She more or less rhymed off everything we've been working on for the past half year."
"She had a comfortable manner to her. She felt familial," the second noted. "Her English was impeccable, but I guess that is expected nowadays, especially in a place like Denmark,"
"Where is Aarhus again?" the Miller woman queried.
"It's on the east coast of Jutland," Doris replied. "Nice place. There's a ferry that goes to Copenhagen from there."
"You've been?" the head physician asked. Ostensibly the school doctor wasn't really a part of the process when it came to hiring at the clinic but she had dropped by to pick up some pharmaceuticals for the academy supply so Patricia invited her to stick around as they discussed. Additional input was always welcome.
"A few years back for a conference. It reminded me a bit of Meadowvale in a way; punched above its weight in terms of amenities to population."
"Interesting," considered Deborah. "Claire and I have wanted to do a northern European vacation, maybe for Maddie's graduation."
"Highly recommended," the big blonde vouched as she looked further into the file on her laptop. "The children look solid too."
"She has three right?" the Asian featured medic pondered as she drilled down on her own screen.
"Only two that would be here though," Dr. Wellesley confirmed sliding the dependents page onto the monitor. "So far as I understand it, the oldest Gerda is already in Ridgeway."
"First year," the Miller woman added, "wants to study...environmental engineering by the looks of it."
"It's a growing field. I know Florence has mentioned taking Meadowvale off grid before," Patricia revealed. "Gail is all for it as well. She thinks being energy independent can really save money."
"How is Gail doing?" Doris leaned in "I hear you have her and Crystal shitsacking in the evenings now."
"They've taken to it quite well," Deborah reported. "There has been no difficulties whatsoever with the Bactromin/Seedomil regimen. Marjorie McFadden was over the other day to install an arm over their bed to hold the milking units. Their numbers aren't Reed family good, but they are consistently above average."
"We're actually trying to refine that formula more," the Wellesley woman declared, "trying to get it down to a 24 to 36 hour active window while lowering the threshold for activation itself. Ideally, we want one feeding to saturate."
"One feeding?" the school physician exclaimed incredulous. "Wow. How is that going?"
"We'll find out soon enough," the other replied mysteriously with a smile. She peered up on the big screen once again bringing the conversation back on topic. "The two younger kids would be in town."
"One at the academy and the other at Adderwood," Dr. Charles noted. "Both look promising."
"Her application is indeed impressive, her credentials in biochemistry are outstanding," Patricia stated. "I'm willing to be outvoted here but I think this is our girl."
"You'll have no argument from me," Deborah agreed.
"Or me," Felicity chimed in.
"Doris, what do you think?" she solicited, "Not that your vote really counts or anything," she then teased.
"Oh, thanks for that," the blonde jested back. "Seriously though, I look forward to meeting them. It seems like a good choice."
"It's settled then. I'll let Annika know and then we can make arrangements to get her here."
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On the other table Esmeralda had given herself over to the will of others. She knew there was no fighting it. She let the fevered fondling of Miranda and Cassidy push her carnal limits as Isabel backed her spread cheeks over her face and sunk her rosebud onto her willing mouth. The Ellesmere girl imitated her mother's warm and endearing caresses as she whispered into her ear. "Eat up the lovely shit Miss Clifford. Be a good teacher. Show everyone how to be a toilet; we all want to see you teach us. We're all watching." Out of the corner of her eye she could see it was true. The class gathered around the two examination beds peered intently at the two strapped down futas. Elke, Kaleigh, Lola, Ellery, Elizabeth, they all were there slumped in their seats as they brought themselves closer and closer to their own crestings. Some helped others build, some managed their arousal on their own, but all were caught up in the moment.
Bree watched the flower bloom before her and the wave that was her anxiety returned. But her mouth flashed open once more when her nipple was tweaked. It was pinned in position when Gerianne docked her sphincter upon it. She felt her first filthy rope slither through her lips and across her tongue. Her throat began to flex as she was forced to move it deeper and deeper within. More and more followed behind. With each swallow she was pushed closer to her release. Her struggle was gradually weakening as her arousal shoved her resistance aside. Her hips were flexing furiously now to the ministrations of Kirsten and Margot as she gulped down her first muddy meal. Her eyes glazed over. Depravity had won.
The fudge poured into Esmeralda's mouth unrelenting. Her experienced throat kept up easily with the flow as she hungrily devoured the fecal feast. She would show the children, she would teach them how wonderful it was to be a shit slut; how the deepest most satisfying of orgasms could only be had when one had a mouthful of filth. "Good, good Miss Clifford, you are such a wonderful teacher," the dark haired student extolled as she peppered her face with little kisses as she fed. "Yes, yes, a wonderful teacher." Miranda sawed four fingers in and out of each of her holes now and Cassidy's two hands furiously worked her shaft. Her body lunged wildly within its restraints urging their manipulations to make haste her release.
"Cum for us now Miss Clifford, show us how eating shit makes you cum. Show us all your most beautiful hunger." Again and again she swallowed as the sludge continued its forceful ingress and each time, each stroke of hands, each plunge of fingers increased the fog of lust within her mind. Lost amidst the fuzziness of her rapture, her peaking exploded upon her. Juices flooded from her pussy soaking the bed beneath. Thick vines of cream arched into the air, a pearly flare that signaled multiple spasms from younger bodies. "Good, good Miss Clifford; such a good teacher you are," Winona praised as Esmeralda was submerged in an orgasm that ripped through her like wildfire. Her release was relentless. Wave after wave echoed through her as she arched violently. The bitter mud she craved for continued to slide down her throat unyielding. "Such a good teacher you are, Miss Clifford," the girl cooed, holding her gaze and kissing her cheek as she gulped down her brown nourishment, "Such a good teacher."
At the same time the Vickers girl reached up with her hands and pulled the ass down on her mouth in her desperate hunger. "Cum now lovely Bree," Dr. Ellesmere coaxed, "cum for us all. Show everyone how much you love to eat shit." Each word punctuated her lust; each word brought her closer to her sensual summit. And then there she was, on the edge. Her arousal was rich and frothy, roiling and boiling. She felt fingers on her clit; she felt fingers on her crown. Girl juice flowed from her as cum erupted from her slick steely shaft. Again and again she arched. Again and again her sweet nectar flooded over its cuntal caldera and flooded down her crack. Again and again her cream launched itself in air in thick salvos. And through it all she feasted on the bitter fudge. The buzzing and throbbing of her orgasms completely overwhelmed who she had been before and re-forged her anew. She had emerged from her carnal cocoon re-born, baptized by filth.
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She glanced around the bed of the Koletova's new home above Gemini's as another length of her waste wormed its way down her sister's throat. "She was such a willing toilet," Mischa observed. "She always had been, she just needed to be reminded." In front of her Keaton Forsythe was pulling cum from Natascha's tool while Katherine Cready robustly double plunged her holes with four fingers each. They had hastily installed a spreader bar across the top of the mattress earlier today. Now two of the family were folded and tied to it. Beside her Katya forced length upon length of her own fudgy rope in to her little sister as the sophomore was stroked by her aunt. And like the other being fed, her cock was giving forth its pearly prize at the behest of Victoria Cready while her younger sibling Elizabeth mimicked her parent. The room was a carnal cacophony of sounds and smells. The girl in braids was throbbing now, Mischa could feel it. "Such a willing toilet," she repeated internally caressing Keesa's head, "And now you are too." Her hand drifted to Katya's fecal flow to scoop up a handful of her mud. She crowned the older girl with her thumb as she jacked her causing her balls to send salvos of cream surging out of her pipe. And as her mouth opened in ecstasy, she pushed the lump of filth through her lips and started another on her road to depravity.
End of Chapter 61