Elizabeth Plank's Rise
by Slave Fart

I honestly don't know when my girlfriend Katie got all into this "feminista" bullshit, but she wouldn't shut the fuck up about Elizabeth Plank.

"She's going to be in town this week for a speech and like, she's on MSNBC and like, she's going to like, change the perception of how women are like, viewed and whatever."

So to put it lightly: My girlfriend's an idiot...

But we were on our way to watch Elizabeth Plank talk about the "perception of women and men as equals", so which one of us is the real idiot?

We scurried into the bookstore where the talk will be and Katie ran right for the front row. It's winter so she takes off her scarf and gloves, hat and coat, setting them all on the chair before re arranging them all. I stared at her ample ass in her "stretchy, comfy pants" she calls them. Katie's wearing her brown hair down around her shoulders, tucking her fake glasses into her ears while she's trying to look smart to fit in. It's all so funny to me, she's trying to impress this woman she's never met before from a seat where this Ms. Plank will never notice us.

As the time grows near, people are grabbing seats all about and some people are holding their coffee close to their bodies as they discuss the topic that is about to be at hand.

Claps and cheers erupt when the beautiful brunette walks out from a back room. There are even a few scattered whistles that raise up. She's wearing a black and white striped shirt with black business pants as she heads to a tall high top chair next to a raised table with water on it, an empty chair right next to her.

She turns around to us after she waves and I see her very shapely ass pressing hard against the business pants. She's also gorgeous in the face, framed by her sexy glasses... I bet her's aren't fake. And her tits seemed to be showing through her shirt just a little. They're not small. She's also got quite the ass for such a skinny chick... Maybe this won't be so bad after all.

But then she starts talking and it's all pretentious and "I am woman hear me roar" shit. Blah.

And then she caught me off guard...

"Excuse me? Am I boring you?"

"Um.. No... I was watching you," I stammered out.

"No, you were looking at me, through me. You weren't paying attention," she threw her hands up and slammed them into her lap.

"I'm... Uh... I don't know what to tell you, but I was watching you."

"And what did I say," she said, leaning forward, her tits peeking out just a little more.

"You said that the perception isn't real, that men and women are equals. Because it's not the perceived reality and that society values men more? That's it," I felt very proud and Katie started to sit up a little taller, proud that her man was as into it as he was.

"WRONG," she shouted, "I said that the very reality of the perception is that men and women are equals, but not in societies mindframe and setup since men are valued more. Ugh! Typical man!"

I was ultra confused, and so was Katie. I started to apologize, "I'm sorry, but isn't that..."

She interrupted, "No! I will not take that! You get up here now and apologize on your knees."

I looked to Katie and she urged that I do so with a head nod.

I stood up and carried myself to the front of the room and looked at her, "I'm very sorry..."

She stood up and shouted, "I said 'on your knees'."

Katie again urged me to obey, so I lowered myself to my knees and looked up into Elizabeth's eyes, "I am sorry that I didn't understand your point."

People clapped and a woman in the back shouted "Women power!". Elizabeth just shook her head, "Not good enough. No. Not by a long shot," she walked ahead of me and I immediately saw that nice big butt right in front of my face again, "You see, men think that they can just apologize and that we will forgive them. But they need to learn that when they wrong someone, there is a price..."

She turned her gaze back to me, "Ladies, that is why this man is going to gently place his lips against my ass and I am going to fart in his face while he inhales it."

There were gasps, and I moved my head from behind her ass to look at Katie. She slowly nodded her head and shrugged her shoulders. Did she really think I was going to sniff this chicks fart?!

Elizabeth didn't move, but slowly bent her ass out and then I thought... Well I thought what the hell? This would be the end of all this annoyance.

So I pursed my lips and placed them directly on her ass. She then released a fart the exploded into my face. I inhaled like directed.

She then put her arms into the air and flexed her biceps while my lips were on her ass and I was intentionally smelling her fart, "And THAT ladies!!! THAT is proof that men are the weaker sex! You see how easy that was for me to get him to just smell my fart?! He even kissed my ass! He did whatever I just told him because he thought I was mad at him! He said exactly what I just said, but because I'm smarter and better than him, he thought he was wrong. He came up here, he knelt before me, his better, and then he kissed my ass. THEN as though that weren't enough, I farted in his face and he sniffed at it like it were a welcome aroma. I almost own him, ladies. And I did it in all of 30 seconds. You, the girl with whom he came. Come up here."

Katie bounced to the stage with a giggle and a smile, her pretty and big teeth in her smile.

"What's your name, sweetie," Elizabeth asked.

"I'm Katie. I'm his girlfriend," it seemed liked she was geeked out to meet the chick that just farted in my face and said she owned me.

"Now Katie, here's the thing: Some women want just a little ass licking, has he ever licked your asshole," she asked like it was a normal business question.

"Well, yes, but I've never phrased it that way..."

"You probably phrased it like a 'rimjob' or 'ass eating', but what happened in all reality is that he rubbed his tongue against your anus and the truth is that no matter how hard your scrubbed he has tasted your fecal matter in some way. He has quite literally served as your toilet paper, whether or not you choose to phrase it this way doesn't change the reality. Am I wrong?"

Katie smiled and looked down on me, "No. You're quite right. He's my toilet paper, let's call him what he is."

Now I've eaten her ass two or three times, so to call myself her toilet paper was a bit extreme... But... I didn't fight it...

"Now Katie, I'm going to send you home with a slave, not a boyfriend," Elizabeth paused, "That is, unless of course you don't want a slave..."

"No! I... I do! I really do," Katie turned to the crowd and stuck her hand in the air, "Woman power!"

They all cheered and Elizabeth turned around and smiled at me, "You can stop us, you know. You can run away right now... Or you can do whatever I command like a good slave."

I didn't say anything, so she kicked me.

Elizabeth got in my face and yelled, "SUBMIT THEN, TOILET!"

"I submit! I will be your slave..."

"Good... Now ladies, here's what I mean by the feminista movement. I mean taking your movement into the slave's mouth. So there's no confusion: Your bowel movement... Some of you will just want an ass licker. That's fine. Some will take it to the next level of farting in the slave's face and mouth. Even fewer will take it to the second to last step and shit in the slave's mouth. The fewest will take it all the way and demand that he then eat that shit and lick their assholes clean, and ladies... I'm someone who wants to take it all the way right here, right now! I'm going to take a shit in that slave's mouth! Because men are slaves and deserve to be treated as the toilets they are! Serve me, slave! Serve as my toilet!"

Even I got caught up in the excitement and believed that I should be her slave...

I got behind her and she flexed her arms again as she commanded me, "Pull down my pants, kiss my ass cheeks, then lower me onto your open mouth so I'm sitting on this kneeling toilet slave! Do as I command!"

I pulled down her pants so that I was now exposed to her bare ass cheeks, apparently she went commando... But I couldn't stop my lips from gently pecking one ass cheek, and then she stuck the other towards my face and I kissed that one too.

My hands were upon her hips and I guided her asscheeks to either side of my face and her anus to my mouth. Her digestive tract and mine were now linked by her asshole and my mouth as she prepared to release her waste into my waiting mouth.

"As a man, he understands that he should serve me in any way I see fit, and ladies! I see him as my personal latrine!"

Again the ladies were excited about woman power and the "feminista 'movement'"...

I was looking up her back with her ass cheeks in my eyes and thought about how beautiful she really is and that I'm lucky because I get to at least lick her ass a little bit out of the deal. Sucks that I'm going to eat her shit, but it's totally worth it... Right?

She started to shit and it was small lumps that were about an inch in length and maybe the size of a quarter in diameter, nothing huge.... But the taste and smell.... It was so foul that I almost threw up everywhere! But she kept in control and she kept shitting, commanding that I swallow.

It was one lump after another and I was chewing it and chewing it until she had released 10 little lumps of her shit. I chewed and swallowed it all.

There was a camera trained on me that I saw after her shit was chewed and swallowed. She waved her hands up to rile the crowd and they obliged with chants and cheers.

I thought it was over, but she stopped me from standing, "Oh no no no! I have a dirty asshole! Lick me clean, boy!"

I sighed and instead of running like I should, I licked and sucked on her asshole. She farted again, holding her nose and waving her hand for effect as I knew for a fact she couldn't smell a damn thing. It was all in my fucking lungs.

Then I was finally finished, but again her heels pushed me down to my knees...

"Now, Katie... Do you think you could go all the way?"

Katie looked at me and nodded vigorously... Man... I just couldn't catch a break.

Katie excitedly rushed above me and commanded that I lay flat on my back with my mouth open so "everyone can watch my shit fall out of my butt and into your mouth and onto your face."

She smiled and everyone hooted again... If they thought they'd get a chance to crap in my mouth, they were mistaken.

Katie squatted a little lower and started her dump with a tuba fart of epic proportions. She smiled and shouted "Feminista movement!" to which Elizabeth replied, "Feminista BOWEL movement right in his mouth! Right on his face!"

Katie's dump was much larger, but didn't smell as horrid as Elizabeth's. Katie's dump was dark brown and a single turd, but her turd filled my mouth and wrapped around on top of my face. She stayed squatting as I chewed her shit.

"Munch my turds! Chew my shit!!!"

I obeyed and ten minutes later I wiped my face with my shirt and then got to work on Katie's asshole cleaning. Katie's ass wasn't anywhere near as small as Elizabeth's which made it slightly more difficult to ensure the cleanliness, but this day was weird enough...

Finally we finished and Elizabeth told me I would serve as her chair.

She talked about the new world order of women and how it would be taking effect soon... It's just that none of us realized she meant that day. I've been serving as the new Empress's personal toilet and life under Elizabeth is fair. I do a good job sucking their farts and I get to keep chewing her shit. She allowed Katie to come on as a speech writer, though she never writes. She has let slip on occasion that Katie is here to ensure my obedience since Elizabeth believes Katie to be the source of my servitude. I don't know if she's right, but I know I've eaten more shit in the past 3 years than any other slave since I serve 4 Royals. But it's better than the battle slaves... Right?