This story includes bodily functions and significant discipline. If any of this offends you, please read no further. This chapter will be much more comprehensible if you read the previous chapters first. All characters are well over 18. My thanks to Leslie Jones for encouraging me to use her Women's Republic setting and her characters.
After enjoying the festivities accompanying her promotion to lieutenant colonel, Kate took a few days off to visit her husband and wife in the Republic's second city. Harry and Glenda had seen her in the Goose Cooker commercials on TV and told her how cool they thought she had seemed.
"Well," Kate related, "I did manage to convince no one less than the President that doing them was a good idea."
As they mulled the access Kate now had to the highest officials in the Republic, Kate explained how the President had been concerned about the propriety of the uniformed officers showing their panties--however charming they and the panties might be--in that kind of milieu.
"So, you manage to get her to agree?" Glenda asked incredulously.
"I think she did, Glen," Harry chimed in, "since she got her promotion pretty soon after that."
"Kate, we love you so much even if you are moving into the stratosphere in terms of your contacts," Glenda gushed. Harry, always restrained, let go and said, "Katie, you are so terrific just because you are able to make this work with us. We miss you a lot, but we love how you are moving in your career." He took a breath and then surprised Kate by adding: "I'm so proud and happy to be married to you, darling."
"That was so sweet, Harry," Kate told him, responding to his surprising show of affection. "Sometimes I think you guys have it in for me because it must get annoying to see all this going on with me," Kate rejoined.
"Let's go into your bedroom now," Glenda suggested, "so we can show you how we really feel."
They did get up and walk into the large bedroom that was Kate's as the "responsible woman" despite her occasional presence at the house. Kate was exhausted so she let Glenda unbutton her jacket and blouse, and then Harry unzipped her skirt. Now that Kate was in bra and pants, Glenda unhooked her bra and Harry enjoyed slowly lowering her lovely undies.
The two then disrobed each other and crawled onto the bed on either side of their spouse in common. Harry took her in his arms, hugged her, caressed her shapely breasts, and then kissed her between her legs. She held his head there, and he knew that meant that she wanted to be licked until she came.
Glenda got into the scene by teasing Kate's nipples and then fingering her cute little anal rosette which turned Kate on even more. Glenda donned a harness with thin strap-on and gradually inserted it into Kate's now well-lubed bottom-hole. Kate was highly activated by the anal fucking and felt herself explode from way inside several times in succession.
Then she came from Harry's attentions to her sopping cunt and asked Glenda to position herself facing her but squatting over her chest. Glenda bent forward and Kate began licking Glenda's tight little labia, pushing her tongue into her wife's warm vaginal opening.
Glenda now came noisily and managed to move off her wife and lie next to her. Kate now mentioned that her trip and all this attention to her loins and groin and bottom-hole had made her need to relieve herself. The two--her husband and wife--got up and escorted her to her ensuite bathroom, where they had placed a wide mat on the floor.
Harry and Glenda lay down on their backs on the mat and Kate then squatted over them so that they were staring up between her legs at her bulging labia which opened enough for her to release her pent-up pee on their faces as she moved her bottom from side to side. It was a strong stream and they managed to get their mouths under it.
Kate had held her pee in since she arrived, so it was strong and flowed with power. Both Harry and Glenda were almost overcome by the blast of urine that hit their faces. They tried to keep their mouths shut but ended up opening their lips to relieve the pressure of Kate's pee stream.
When her pee fell off, she felt the immediate need to relieve her bowels. She didn't have to push as her bottom-hole pooched out. Her husband and wife underneath her bottom watched as a thick brown turd slid out and dropped onto Glenda's face. Then Kate moved her bottom back over Harry's mouth and a second long log was excreted to land on him.
In a playful mood and needing a way to let out the tension that had overcome her on her trip, Kate let her bottom move down on Glenda's face and then Harry's, mashing her shit onto their faces. They began to reel from the smell now forced into their noses by the pressed feces.
Nevertheless, his face smeared with his wife's doody, Harry took the lead in bending up to lick his wife's bottom-hole clean. Then Glenda aimed at licking her clean in front and tasted both the remaining drops of Kate's pee and her juices released during her orgasms.
Kate enjoyed the way her husband and wife served her in this manner. She knew it wasn't really that cool but still, she appreciated the lengths to which they were willing to go for her. She took it upon herself to clean them both after they had received her excretions. She picked up the solid pieces and deposited them in the toilet. Then she washed both their faces with a soft cloth and lovingly wiped them clean.
After they all had dressed, she sat down at her charming wooden desk and began signing the various approvals they both needed from her. She approved Harry's continuing work and his permissions to travel and be involved in groups, which she also did for Glenda. She knew this would be more complicated when she went to her family's house the next day.
Kate went to see her family on her own. She decided that she needn't burden her husband and wife with dealing with them. Everyone greeted her happily and all of them hugged and kissed her. She found that this warmed up her attitude a lot.
Her brother Steve seemed reluctant to speak with her, as he still obviously felt nervous about her since she had disapproved his return to college and had sent him to the reeducation center for follow-up "training," most of which was conducted with a cane.