January | 2007 | Free Scat Blog

�KICK THE PIG ” ” TAKE THAT, SLUT” ” HERE SLUT, SLUT, SLUT!”

Cumbag was dragged to a small mattress and laid on her back. She looked up at the crowd of young tormenters and smiled. A shadow crossed her slut-face. The boys had modified a toilet. A hole was cut in the front and Cumbag’s head was slid in. A rubber seal went around her neck making the toilet watertight again. The slut’s legs were pulled so her ankles were even with her ears and tied in place. Cumbag looked up from inside the toilet to eight boys clustered around it pointing their cocks down at her. The cumbag knew what was about to happen and couldn’t wait.

” DO IT! PISS ON THE SLUT! DROWN ME IN PISS!!!. USE ME FOR YOUR TOILET! HURRY! SHOW ME WHAT KIND OF A WHORE I REALLY AM! .PLEASE DON’T MAKE ME WAIT!. HERE.AIM FOR MY MOUTH!!..SEE I’LL HOLD WIDE OPEN!!.PISS IN MY EYES!!!!..I DON’T FUCKING CARE!!!..PISS ON THE PIG!!! YEAHH. THAT’S WHAT I AM. A PISS PIG!!!.DO IT!..PLEASE.

They didn’t. Her begging was cut of with eight fire-hose stream of piss. The slut rolled her head from side to side bathing he face in the hot, yellow streams. The piss stung her eyes as the streams washed cum from her face. She guzzled mouthfuls of piss as the toilet began to fill. The bottles plugging her fuck-holes were yanked out. Tom handed out rubbers to the line of boys waiting to fuck the piss-whore. Then the fucking began. For the next three hours Cumbag was ass-fucked and cunt-fucked relentlessly. Through the haze, the only time Cumbag could tell someone had finished fucking her was when a cum-filled rubber was emptied in her slut-mouth. Other boys just threw the cum-balloons in the toilet onto Cumbag’s face. Cumbag sucked down rubbers as she fought to keep the piss in the toilet drained enough for her to breathe. It was wonderful!! Cumbag came constantly with every thing the mob of boys did to her. Suddenly she realized no one was pissing in her toilet-face. No one was spitting on her. No one was emptying rubbers on her. No one was jacking-off in her face. No one was fucking her! She then noticed the sound of snoring. The boys had gone to sleep. She didn’t think she could stand it.

” NO! WAKE UP! COME FUCK THE SLUT SOME MORE! HEY!.HEY!.DON’T LEAVE ME !. PLEASE WAKE UP!. FUCK THE PIG!. PISS ON THE CUNT!…THE TOILET’S NOT FULL!..WAKE UP!!..WHO WANTS TO FIST-FUCK THE SLUT SOME MORE!.CUM IN MY FACE!.THE CUMBAG CAN HOLD MORE CUM!.PLEASE!.WAKE UP!. WHO WANTS TO SHIT ON MY WHORE-FACE!. ANYBODY?.SHIT IN MY WHORE FACE AND HAVE ME SUCK YOUR TURD LIKE A COCK!.I’LL DO IT!.YOU CAN FIST THE CUMBAG WHILE I EAT THE TURD-COCK!!.DON’T LEAVE THE SLUT LIKE THIS!.WAKE UP!..SOMEBODY!.PLEASE WAKE UP!.PLLEEAASSEE!!!..STICK SOME COCKS IN THE BITCHCUNT!!!.ANYBODY!.PLEASE!!!.PRETTY PLEASE!.I’LL BE A GOOD SLUT!.I WILL!.PLEASE FUCK THE SLUT SOME MORE!..Please .” Cumbag finally drifted off to sleep in the piss, cum, and rubber filled toilet. There was always tomorrow.

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The next victim was Jacqueline, from France, whom Enrica bound laying
on her back on the floor, with her head encased in a kind of gold fish
glass bowl, where a rubber-padded opening had been added on one side
for the slave’s neck. We had been forbidden, that very morning, to
refrain from producing piss or shit for the whole day, and on that
occasion we had to empty ourselves into the clear glass bowl, almost
drowning Jacqueline in a sea of excrement, most of which she was forced
to gulp down in order not to suffocate.

The following night was dedicated to torturing Bettina, who was the
only other guest of the mansion who seemed to be as sincerely
masochistic as I was. Bettina was so young that I was pretty sure she
was still a minor, and I had first noticed her a few days before that
evening, when we were both assigned to kitchen duties at the same time.
I was dusting a shelf, and she was doing the dishes. At some time in
the afternoon Enrica came into the room, and she had started checking
upon my work, intent on finding some leftover dust or any other excuse
for punishing me: I had briefly paused, casually turning my head
towards the other slave. Bettina had taken a plate she had just washed,
she had winked at me, and she had quite deliberately thrown it down on
the floor, shattering it and provoking the supervisor’s fury. The young
slave had been dragged to the punishment room without further ado, and
when she came back almost half an hour later, her ass had been turned
into an angry red mass of burning flesh by Enrica’s whip.

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