Morning Tea 1

I was uncomfortable on the way home, but I survived. I had a few people staring and one lady looked at me with a look of disgust, but it could have been just the way her face always looked. Or maybe it was the fact that I smelled like piss. Hard to tell, but it was exciting none the less.

My chastity cage was irritating and the plug in my ass was rubbing a bit. I need to get this thing out of my ass!

I walked in the door and went to the bathroom. I pulled out the plug and set it down in the sink to wash it off. It was a relief to have it out. Three minutes later I received a text.

"Hey babe! Don't keep it out too long ;) 15 minutes total, remember!" How the hell!? I quickly cleaned up and this time I used some lube to slip it back in. It went in a bit easier, which was a relief. Then I got another text. "That's better. Well done. But I think it's time to try the next size. Go ahead and swap it out for number 2 :)"

I wrote back "Can we wait a bit? I just put it back in."

She replied "Please babe, I promise I know what I'm doing."

Alright, I guess I better do it. Looking back I didn't even think to ask what would have happened if I decided not to.

I pulled it out and opened the box to find number 2. It was only a little bit bigger but it was enough to make me wince when trying to insert it. But I got it in. She texted again "Good. I'm heading out for dinner now. I'll be in touch... have a nice night! Oh, and can you come by my place tomorrow for another session? Does 9 work?" This was going to be a full time job.

"Of course, see you then!"

I arrived at Miss Lina's place at 9:10. The bus was late. I knocked on the door and when she opened she was not happy.

"John, you're late. It feels like you're not taking this seriously!"

"Haha, sorry. Bus was late. What are we doing today?"

"I'm not laughing. It's OK though, I've already decided on your punishment. But first, time for morning tea!"

That sounded good! "Great, what are we having?"

"My dear, I had it earlier. You're having my piss. Sit down, I'll serve."

Miss Lina then went to the cupboard to get out a large mug. She lifted her sundress and I got a glimpse of her pussy. I even thought for a second that I actually wanted to drink her piss from the source. Then she pissed in the mug, filled it to the brim, and set it on the table in front of me. "Sorry, it's morning piss. It'll be a bit tangy!"

I stared at it and didn't want to make a move.

"There you go, don't let it go cold. Your punishment is coming up soon too."

So I drank it, and it was disgusting. When do I get to suck on her pussy again?

"Time for your punishment. I was going to take this a bit slower, but where's the fun in that? Take your pants off, first I want to see how you're doing with the plug."

I took off my jeans and showed her my ass. She gave the plug a wiggle, which actually felt nice. She slapped my ass and said "Good! Keep it up."

Then she said "I have some writing to do. And I'm going to sit on your face while I do it. Lie down there on the couch."

This doesn't sound that much like punishment. "Ok, happily Miss Lina."

"Don't get too excited. I went out for Mexican last night and my tummy is acting up. And you're going to act as my air purifier. Do you think you can breathe in each one of my farts?"

Ok, now that's a punishment. Maybe it will be offset by being smothered by her beautiful ass. She told me to lie down on the couch with my head near the edge of the seat. I was looking at her upside down and even in this position she looked gorgeous. It's amazing the power a woman can have over a man. I'm about to let this woman sit on face and fart in my mouth.

She came over and caressed my face. She said "John, you're such a sweetheart. Have you ever done this before?"

"No, never. You know how much I love bums, especially yours. Can we leave out the farts possibly?"

"And how would that be a punishment?"

Sigh. "Fair enough. I'm just a bit nervous."

"Save your nervousness for when I invite my friend over later this week."

"Wha..."

She didn't let me protest and she plopped her ass onto my face. We didn't agree to involve other people! I can worry about that later. Now I have to contend with this rather large bum sitting right in my face, with my nose buried in her pussy. I'm actually in heaven if I'm being honest. Then she says "Sorry John, I really need to get to work. So while you're down there, I want you to work your tongue around my asshole and probe as deep as you can."

"Mnnhmmm hmrrprmmm."

"I'll take that as a 'yes'. Tap me on the bum if you need some air."

Message received. I got to work on her ass. I probed her asshole with my tongue, and dug as deep as I could. I was nervous about encountering the true purpose of a rectum, but I tried to put that aside.

Then it happened. And I was not prepared. She farted in my mouth without warning, and I lifted my head with all my strength and she nearly fell onto the floor.

"What the fuck John!" I've never seen her angry before, and I immediately felt bad. "I almost hit my head! Why did you do that?"

"Sorry Miss Lina, I was shocked! I love licking your ass but I've never had someone fart in my mouth before. That was so much worse than I thought it could be!"

"It's supposed to be unpleasant, that's why it's called a punishment! I know you can do it baby, just get on your knees and glue your lips to my asshole. This one is going to be massive."

That's it. I can't do this. "I'm sorry, I just can't. Can you please give me the key? This is getting out of hand."

"Oh, ok. No problem, here it is," she said, a bit surprised.

She unlocked my cock cage, with some difficulty, and I gathered up my clothes. She just stood there, in the nude, with her arms crossed. I was fumbling around looking for my shoes and telling her how I felt. I said "you can't treat people like this," and "that's disgusting!", and "I should call the cops!". She didn't move a muscle. In fact, she had a smirk and she stood there with her arms crossed.

"Why are you smiling, and what are you so happy about?" I demanded.

"No, carry on. Sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you. You were leaving?"

"Yes, I'm leaving! You can find some other sexually depraved person to take advantage of! You're a psycho!" I felt bad immediately.

She responded in quiet voice. "That was hurtful. Maybe I'll see you at Cassie's party in a few months. Bye John."

That stung. I'm not a loser. "You're the one preying on sexually frustrated men to satisfy your sadistic desires!"

"Are you done?" she said.

"You'll never see me again!"

"Oh please. Make sure you close the door on your way out." I had injured her, I could tell. She turned to walk away.

I couldn't believe it. It was all over so fast! I got dressed, walked out the door, started my retreat down the street, and with every step I felt sicker. I was throwing away a chance, an opportunity to experience something completely new. I stopped. I knew if I turned back, I would have no credibility left. But then I thought about Miss Lina's ass, how kind she was, and I actually had no choice. I knew then and there that she had planned this... to amp up the pressure to a point where I would quit. But now what?

I started to walk back and I rehearsed what I wanted to say. 'Things need to change' and 'I'll come back on one condition' and even 'let's set some ground rules around how often you can piss and fart in my mouth.' Just imagine that conversation! I was going back, and her plan had worked. She stood at the door, although she was now dressed in jeans and a t-shirt.

"You're back?" She said sarcastically.

"I'm back," I said sheepishly. "I just want to say..."

"No, we're done talking for the moment. Are you coming in? I have work to do. But first, I think you should put this back on if you're going to stay."

She handed me my cock cage, the ultimate symbol of my position in this relationship.

I went back inside and took off my clothes. I squeezed my cock inside the cage and locked it, and when the clasp shut I felt a few tears run down my cheeks. Somehow this was much more difficult than the first time. Then she told me to get on my knees. "Get ready for an explosion!" she said. I spread her ample ass checks and puckered my lips to make a tight seal with her asshole. And then... Mt Vesuvius erupted. I stayed in position and her hot gas filled my mouth. It was vile, but I didn't move. She turned her head and looked over her shoulder. I caught a faint glimpse of a smile and then she looked forward again. I wanted to vomit, but I held it in. I was determined. I was going to serve my goddess as best I could; I had to show her that I was back, and for good.

I heard her chuckle quietly. "Well done, let's move to the couch."

I lay on the couch in the same position as before. She sat back down and resumed her work. "Here we are again. I have about an hour of work to do, and you need to be ready for anything. Does that work for you?"

It was rhetorical. I wasn't ready, but that didn't matter. You have to take the good with the bad. There are worse places I could be. I started tonguing her asshole and I could tell she liked it. Her asshole was fairly clean, but she did have Mexican the night before, and I could taste the heat. Then she let another one rip. It's hard to describe, but it's the heat that is most difficult part. That and the idea that someone would actually enjoy doing this to another human. My cheeks blew out but I did my job and the air in the room remained (relatively) pure.

Lying there I really started to question my sanity. What am I getting out of this? Yes, she's the hottest woman I've ever been with, and she's kind, considerate and smart, but I know I wouldn't stick around if she was into inflicting pain, or she wanted me to dress up as a furry animal. So why is this most degrading of sexual acts not enough to make scare me off? I don't think I want to know the answer.

I oscillated between breathing through my nose which was buried in her vagina and breathing in her farts through my mouth. All the while I was probing her asshole with my tongue.

Closer to the end she shifted forward and positioned her asshole on my nose. "Are you ready for this?"

I was able to speak now so I answered "no, but I'm not sure I'll ever be ready."

"Good enough for me," she said and then "brrruuuuuphhhhh!" Straight up my nostrils.

"Let me hear you breathe that in!"

"Snnnnnnnnnnniff." It burned terribly! It had that pure shit smell and it was coating the insides of my sinuses. I knew I would be smelling this for the rest of the day.

"Ok, all done!" she said. Thank god!

She hopped off and I got up. "How was that?" she asked.

"Torture" I said.

"You'll get used to it," she smiled. "Time for a plug upgrade. Bring that tight ass over here and let's see how you're doing! You brought your kit with you I assume?"

"I didn't, I'm afraid!" Now I was getting nervous.

"That's not good. We'll have to make do. Let's see what I have."

She pulled out a rainbow coloured 6" dildo and giggled. "Let's get this in you, you'll look so cute!"

I thought about protesting, but I have no credibility left. I hung my head and walked over to her. "Get on your knees and bend over my lap."

I did as I was told. And like changing a diaper she whipped out the old plug, placed it on the ground and eased in the dildo with a bit of lube. This one didn't hurt too much, but it was quite deep.

"When you get home, I want you to replace this one with the third plug in your kit. These tend to fall out when you walk around."

I want to ask how she knows this, but I don't really want to know the answer. I nodded.

"And before you go, come here for some tea."

Over I went and put my face into her crotch. Within seconds, she started pissing my mouth. I drank as fast as I could, but again much of it spilled over my shirt.

"You're so messy! We'll work on that. Now get out of my sight, you stink!" She said with a smile.

I put on my clothes and made my way to the door. She slapped my ass playfully and gave me a wink. "John, I'm glad you decided to come back. I promise, you're in good hands. We're going to have so much fun together!"

I struggled on the way home. The dildo was falling out so I kept having to push it back in by sitting down or pushing it in with my hands through my pants. Neither option looked less conspicuous than the other. I walked by a wall of mirrors at the bus station; there was no hiding it, I looked like a dude covered in piss, trying to hide the dildo lodged up his ass, much like last time.