(See the "XXX-Women" series, "Luke Powers, Black Master" series and "The Perils of Greggie-Poo" for more Mishi action!)
Note: For some inexplicable reason, I wrote this one in script format... :/
Note 2: The creature named "Satan" in this story is *not* a dog. He is a Hellhound, a sentient, other-dimensional demonic companion of Mishi's that she met during a mission with Magik in Limbo. He is jet black, his eyes glow red, black smoke billows from his flaring nostrils, he can breathe fire, his tail is forked and he is as strong as a mountain lion.
INT MISHI'S APARTMENT IN THE BRONX
Greg is getting fucked up the ass by Mishi's Hellhound, Satan, for the fifth time today. He is wearing a collar connected to his knees that makes him crawl around on his hands and knees to move and keep bent over. Satan humps him fast and hard then cums up his ass. They hear keys jingling at the door, they both hurry over to the door and wait anxiously as Mishi comes in. She opens the door, she's wearing a business suit and skirt and carrying a briefcase. She looks frustrated and exhausted.
GREG
Mistress, you're home!
MISHI
Shut up, faggot and suck my ass!
She drops her skirt, turns around and squats right on his face, holding his head back in an uncomfortable position.
MISHI
It's really sticky today, I don't know why, so make sure you suck it all out and lick me clean nice and good.
GREG
Mrrrnn- sluuurrrp...
Mishi picks up a newspaper and starts reading.
MISHI
Fuckin' stupid ass Congress.. someone oughta teach that fat piece of shit- ungh
She farts loudly and fills Greg's mouth with soft, sticky, smelly shit. He obediently swallows it down.
MISHI
Ahhh... I've been holding that in all day! There's this kid, a gopher or something, just a boy, but he's got the hots for me. He's got this hole drilled into the women's bathroom and he watches us take shits, a real little pervert. I'll bet the other side of that wall is covered in cum!
She shits some more, Greg is swallowing hungrily, not missing a drop. Her farts some out his nose, his burps go up her ass and come back out as farts.
MISHI
So anyway, I know he's seen my cock, and every time I go to the bathroom, he's in there. Today I fucked Bella on the toilet, right up the ass, then I had her suck my cock as she went to the bathroom afterwards.
Mishi starts stroking her cock as she's telling the story, shitting loudly now, really letting it rip.
MISHI
She's a little whore, she is. I'll have to piss in her mouth next time I do that. Anyway, just thinking about that got me all hard and Wesley, that's the peeping tom I was talking about, he surprised me in my cubicle...
INT MISHI'S CUBICLE AT WORK
Mishi is leaning back in her chair, with her feet up on the desk. She's surrounded by unfinished work and Solitaire is the only thing on her monitor. She's thinking about Bella and stroking her rock-hard cock through her skirt. Wesley comes in her cubicle to give her some intra-office mail and sees her hard-on through her skirt. He drops the letter. Mishi is surprised and pulls her skirt down and looks at him.
WESLEY
Uh,... I, uh...
Mishi gets up and seductively approaches the boy, he's trembling and wants to leave, but doesn't. He cowers in the corner of her cubicle.
MISHI
Well, Wesley, what is it?
WESLEY
I just... uh, I...
MISHI
You just what?
WESLEY
Well, I... I had some... I mean, you have some mail....
MISHI
Well, where is it?
Wesley looks down. Mishi puts her hand out, waiting for him to deliver the mail. He crouches down, but she's got him pinned in the corner. His head is at her crotch level as he picks up the mail. He looks at her crotch, sees the bulge and gulps nervously. He hands the mail up to her.
WESLEY
H- here...
MISHI
Thank you, Wesley! Was there anything else?
WESLEY
Well, I ...
MISHI
What?
WESLEY
No, nothing...