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Her Excellency Warning: Scat It’s been silent for about an hour now, though I couldn’t tell you how long it had been really. Pulling at my wrists, I wished the G-shock watch I had become so attached to over the years wasn’t replaced by ropes. Not long after discovering that my wrists were tied behind my back, I realized my ankles were in the same situation. I could hardly breathe. My head had been forcefully shoved into some kind of mask. There definitely wasn’t much care taken. I was disoriented at the time so I didn’t put up much of a fight. The woman that kept talking to me might’ve been strong enough to take me at my full strength though. She had been throwing me around quite a bit. I could only see out of one eye hole. The other rested near my nostril. I dont know if this mask has a mouth or not. I just know my speech is muffled. There’s something in my mouth. My back still stings from earlier. She said I might find some relief by resting against the cold walls. Where I rested stopped being so cold after about 5 minutes though, and having my exposed back pressed against the walls started to hurt after about 2. The floor was gonna be my best friend I had decided. There was no furniture in the room from what I could see. Through my one eye I noticed only a door. The room was pitch black. The only light existed outside of the door. A bit of luminescence seeped in under the frame.. I couldn’t hope for any sort of clarity until that door opened. I realized that about half an hour ago. I still don’t even know who this lady that brought me in here was. I remember being on a date with the leggy blonde from my writing class but she couldn’t have been the woman that led me to this dungeon, could she? No, it definitely wasn’t her that brought me to this room but something tells me I have her to blame for passing out in the car. After so long, I realized I was probably handed off to this new lady. I hope whatever that bitch set me up for was worth it. This is the thanks I get for paying for dinner, I guess. Another instance of the nice guy finishing last. I just hope after this crazy lady finishes what she has planned, I’m not completely finished. She’s already beaten me. Flogged my back for being rude when I came to. Personally, I thought screaming for help was perfectly normal behavior when you wake up half naked and tied down in a dark room, but I guess she holds her guests to different standards. That’s what she kept referring to me as, her guest. Though in most cases guest come of their own will and I don't remember agreeing to this. Also, in most cases, guests get to leave. I should do whatever she says so I can leave in one piece. The thought makes me sick but the woman said as much. She told me I’d be able to leave if I just did everything she asked when she returned. I’m sure serial killers have told their victims all sort of things over the course of history though and I didn’t necessarily believe her. If these were going to be my last moments, did I really want to spend them as some sort of slave? No, but I also didn’t want to risk these being my last moments, if I’m being honest. I don’t want to die like a fly trapped in a spiders web, unable to move, unable to talk. No, when that door opens and light floods in I have only one choice. I have to be hers. I don’t know what she wants, but I have to be hers. Silence, for a few minutes more. I think I might be going crazy. The floor isn’t seeming so bad. Every minute I’m on the floor lying in darkness and silence is another minute she's not in here treating me like a rag doll and a literal whipping boy. Another minute I get to think about how I’m going to change my life If I get out of here. More silence, if that’s possible. At this point the air feels heavy from the lack of sound and the building tension. My mouth is incredibly dry and propped open with some sort of cloth - knowing my luck it was the crazy bitches panites or something. There's a knot in my throat and I can't tell if that’s because of thirst or fear Then...footsteps. I’ve heard that sound before. Stilettos hitting the floor with each their own click and clack. Someone was approaching. I realized she was coming. This was the moment she spoke of. The moment of truth. She told me that when she came back, she would bring light with her. She told me that I better be thankful of it and do as I was told. I had a choice to make, even though she made it clear that she makes the decisions once that door opens. That sounds ridiculous and the steps are getting closer. I guess I should stop lying to myself. I’m going to do what this woman wants, not because she wants me to but because I have a will to live. Yeah thats what I’ll tell myself. The door flies open. A bright white light fills the room. A silhouette approaches from the light. I crane my neck to look up but I can't see much. I just see her coming towards me. In one swift motion she grabs my neck, sits me up against the wall and rips the mask from my face. I look up, the bright light stings my eyes so I move them back down, unwittingly scanning the frame of an absolute goddess. A woman's frame perfectly accented by a black corset and black thigh high boots. Both leather. Various red zippers accented the leather all over her body. There’s fishnets going to her upper thigh, connecting with the corsets. A red leather choker brought whole the outfit together. She too, was a blonde bombshell, though older than the girl from my class. I’m going to take a shot in the dark and say this is “my date’s” mother or some other relative. I might have a card to play if I could muster up the courage. I could say, I know who you are, tell her that she’ll never get away with this. Something tells me she’s heard it all before though. Besides, before me stood the epitome of class and the definition of beauty. Strangely enough all I wanted to do is tell her as much. “You look good down there, almost as if it's where you belong.” her voice was seductively husky. That did it, I decided this woman before me was sex personified. I couldn’t tell her no while she was looking like this. She was so beautiful I might not be able to deny her no matter what she was wearing. “Now if I untie your legs, you have to promise me that you wont make a run for it. I’ll tell you now, the last guy did and regretted it. You’re cute, I don’t want to have to hurt---that’s a lie. I guess I don’t want to maim you is the proper term. I definitely can’t wait to hurt you.” She reached down and pinched my nose, lovingly at that. She’s crazy. I nod timidly. She motions for me to present my ankles to her. I do and she uses a knife to cut me free. Luckily, it seems the knife won't be a part of tonight's festivities, as she throws it to the side after.She drops my feet and demand I stand. I lean against the wall for leverage and make my way up. She’s a couple of inches shorter than me. Now that I’m not blinded by light I can make out her facial features. High cheekbones, a nose ring in her left nostril with a chain leading across her cheek to an ear piercing. Her lips poked out, accented with red lipsticks. She appeared to be about 35. The shoulder length hair wasn’t so much blonde as it was a platinum. She had a dominant Marilyn Monroe vibe about her that was intoxicating. She carried herself knowing as much. She circles me, looking me up and down. I take the opportunity to do the same. My eyes immediately lower to the perfect ass of hers. It’s completely exposed, protruding from the leather suit, demanding my gaze. I’ve always had a thing for asses. “My niece tells me you have a thing for asses.” She stops circling, turning her back toward me, and assumes the position. She looks back and notices me staring. I can’t take my eyes off this taut ass presented to me. It has dimples. Oh god it has dimples. she continues “What you wouldn't give to touch?” she laughs and straightens up, “Little bitch sure knows how to pick ‘em. You might be the best she's brought my way. Cute and obedient. I’m pleased,” she turns and walks sensuously toward me, leaning into my ear to whisper, “you’ll learn quickly, that it’s best I stay that way.” She might be the hottest woman I’ve ever seen in my life. I know it was the hottest outfit I’ve ever seen. I can’t get my thoughts together. My blood seems to have rushed elsewhere, leaving my brain a mess. I open my mouth but there’s the obstruction. “Oh!!” she says so innocently, “I forgot that was there, you’ll have to forgive me. I meant to take it out when I took off the mask. I was wondering why you never asked my name or insisted that I wouldn't get away with this.” she reaches into my mouth and pulls out, as i suspected, panties. She can see the disgusted look in my eyes, “Oh don’t these are my nieces. A present from her to you. She really wants you to get through this. She likes you, believe it or not.” I’m going to go with not, considering the circumstances. “Right, pleasantries. I almost forgot. I’m Diana, but in here, you’ll refer to me as Her Excellency Artemis. I’m Sera’s aunt.” she said, matter of factly. “This is not what I most people think will happen when they meet their girls family.” I say nervously. She laughs, “You’re funny,” she says before kneeing me in the balls. My world became agony. I hit the ground in front of her, groaning and moaning in pain. Doubled over with tears in my eyes. “Theres no need for funny in my dungeon. Save your jokes for if you ever make it to the dinner table!” She grabs my head and brings it to her ass. The ass that just a moment ago I admired so very much. PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT For five long seconds, she blew a foul wind from her beautiful backside. I could feel a wetness smatter my face and then taste the funk. It was thick and burned my already dry throat. I was in shock. My date’s aunt just tried to fry my senses with her gas. PFFFFT She let loose a small aftershock. After she was sure I’d gotten the worst of the smell she let my head go and it smacked against the hard ground. “My ass makes all of the jokes while we’re here. And guess what fucker? They’re all going to be at your expense.” On the ground I cough and sputter, trying to breathe in air that wasn’t intestinally tainted. No luck. I try to squirm toward the door she left open. I only make it a couple of inches in that direction before she notices. I see her look to the door and back to me, putting two and two together. “You’re trying to leave already? We’ve only just started. I’m going to have fun tonight and you’re going to know what it means to be a part of MY family before we’re through.” She kicked me in the stomach, knocking the wind out of me. Jokes on her, I probably didn't want that air anyway, it all came out of her ass. “Awww, did I knock the wind out you? Allow me to replace it.” She pushes me on my back and straddles me, facing toward me feet. She slowly lowers her ass toward my face. After a few seconds she's squatting above me. PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT! A maelstrom of methane shoots from her asshole. It’s hot against my face, sort of like the winds of a monsoon. PFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTT Another blast. I couldn't imagine what this woman had been eating. It smelled like cauliflower and sauerkraut. I’ve never experienced such a combination of smells. Between assaults I could hear her badmouthing me. “I warned you,” Pffffffft, “of what would happen,” Pfffffffffffftttttttt, “if you tried to escape! This is about to get much worse for you.” Pffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffffttttttttttt. She sighed in relief on that one. “Oh it’s going to get way worse. Sit tight while I go reload.” she reached back, grabbed the back of my head and brought it closer to her smoking gun. PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT! The smell was arresting, my body locked up tight and I could feel my consciousness fading. The light went dark again as I pass out. ********************************************* I feel a trickle at first, eventually that trickle becomes a forceful stream falling against my forehead and into my nose and mouth. I come to, opening my eyes only for a split second before more warm liquid barrages me. Some gets into my exposed eyes, it burns, I gasp for air. Was I being waterboarded? “What do you mean?” I ask as calmly as I can. My voice trembling not only with fear, but with a curiosities. I was not only curious as to what she was talking about, but I was also curious as to why I even cared. She looked down into the hole and smiled. She turned and squatted over it. All I could see was her magnificent ass. “Knowing you have complete control over someone can inflate the ego,” she began “, but both you and I agree that with an ass like this, I deserve it. Don’t try to deny it. I have a high opinion of myself and I should. An ass like this isn’t common, in fact, it’s one in a million.” PFFFFFFFFFFFFT she farted a mighty blast before continuing, “I know what you want even if you don’t. I know your type. I bet you spend hours at a time scouring different sites, searching,” PFFFFFFFFTTTT “for an ass like mine.” I could hear her laugh sensually, “ and when you find it, you spend the next days wishing more than anything you could stick your deep into my sphincter and have me, “ pffffftttttttttttttt “around your tongue.” her voice goes from sensual to serious. ” That’s disgusting. And you try to deny that fact but you know as well as I do that you belong with an ass like this squeezing the life out of your tongue and assaulting your nostrils with my stench. My gas.” Pftttttt! She farts and I moan. “Your dick is rock hard out here. It seems to me, you’re nowhere you don't want to be. I see it twitch every time I bless you with my air. Be honest with yourself, you want to release right now, surrounded by my smell.” PFFFFFFFT she farts again. As much as I hated it, she was right. This was such an intense experience. Nothing like this has ever happened in my life before but for some reason I feel like I always wanted it to in this moment. My dick shot straight up. It was at attention for its commander. For an ass worth worshipping. It begged for release. I have to beg for release. “Yes! Yes! Her Excellency Artemis, please grant my release!” I scream out to her. I scream out to the ass above me. ********************************************* About an hour later I heard her approaching. A door flung open, light flooded the room and Her Excellency’s face appeared before me again. A huge smile this time. The turd still weighed on my face. I had been smelling nothing but shit since Her Excellency had last left me. It was terrible but somehow it felt right. This was my place. I finally understood what she meant earlier “OK, I've seen enough. When I hit 1, you’re going to cum harder than you ever have in your life. More importantly, you’re going to belong to Her Excellency just like that hot little niece of mine!” I nodded in agreement. What a sight I must’ve been. “10, 9, 8" PFFFFFFFFFFT She presents her ass and farts in my direction. “7, 6, 5, 4,” PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTTTTT “3” PFFFFT “2” PFFFFFFFFFFT PFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFT! I take all of Her Excellency’s shit into my throat in one fell gulp and shoot my load so hard it smacks against the wall. I collapse right after, a shitty shell of a man. Broken in every sense of the word. Before I pass out, I see Sera from class lapping at Her Excellency’s asshole in an attempt to clean her off. Her Excellency doesn’t even look at her. Sme smirks down at me, “You only get release when my ass does, ok my new pet?” I nod and lose consciousness. |
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