Demoted To Ass Slave Ch 04

I towered over Sarah. She looked up at me, her eyes revealing a mix of fear and contrition as I scowled down at her. Breaking in a new office toilet was one of my most treasured pleasures, and she had robbed me of it.

"I trusted you," I said. "Very few of my employees get the privilege of using my private bathroom."

Sarah nodded, tears welling up in her eyes.

"You violated that trust, and now there's only one thing I can do." I continued.

Sarah let out a sob before steadying herself enough to speak. "I, I'm so sorry. Please, you have to forgive me..."

I reached down and grabbed Sarah's trembling chin before forcing her to make eye contact with me. Her eyes darted back and forth as she tried to avoid my furious stare. The poor thing definitely knew what was next.

"I can't trust you anymore," I spoke, my hot breath damp on Sarah's quivering face. "Which means I can't let you leave. You'll be joining Noah as a permanent bathroom installation."

Sarah broke down as Noah's eyes widened.

"Yes Noah, you too," I continued. "You also disobeyed me in serving as Sarah's toilet. You will share in her punishment."

Sarah tried to scramble to her feet, but I pushed her back down. I then grabbed her by the hair and dragged her to a nearby wall. Forcefully, I pushed her back against the cold tile and quickly grabbed some nearby bindings. Moments later, her neck, ankles, and wrists were in shackles.

"You'll come to enjoy serving me here, just as you did as my receptionist," I spoke. "It's not all bad. At least you'll have purpose."

Sarah nodded weekly. "You...you're right, Boss," she groveled. "I can't deny I haven't fantasized about serving you like this. But, I had hoped it would have been on my own terms."

I laughed as I began to drag Noah to the binding station next to Sarah. "You blew that opportunity when you defied me," I barked. "Actions have consequences, Sarah."

Sarah nodded while Noah just stared at both of us like we were crazy. The pathetic servant knew so little of our office life, and to him, this scenario was probably truly absurd. Still, over time he'd grow to understand and perhaps even enjoy his new life. Better to serve me than random cocks on the street.

I cleared my throat and turned my attention back to Sarah.

"Sarah, you robbed me of my favorite moment with a new toilet," I continued. "Fortunately, you've also never been used this way."

Sarah grimaced as the tears began to flow again.

"P...please, I'm not ready," she begged.

I cut her off. "I don't care."

Before she could continue with the pathetic display, I turned around and began to lift my skirt. Sarah's eyes widened in fear as I casually lowered myself onto her face, using her shoulders as a makeshift toilet seat. My massive sweaty cheeks enveloped her as her body trembled underneath my weight. I could hear her cries of protest grow muffled within my ass as Noah looked on in fear.

I let out a deep sigh as I transferred the rest of my weight from my thighs to Sarah's shoulders. The binding around her neck helped keep her steady, otherwise her pathetic frame would have collapsed entirely under my weight. As I relaxed, I pulled out my phone and began to idly scroll through local lunch delivery services.

"Cup your lips around my anus," I commanded, my voice uncaring and distant. "Under no circumstances do you ever move your lips. If you recoil or make a mess I will call in other employees to use you until you are properly trained."

Sarah let out a muffled reply, and I felt her soft lips caress my tender quivering anus. I could feel her fear and trepidation beneath me. In many ways, the anticipation was far worse for them than the actual act of consuming my waste. I could feel my pussy throb as I thought about what Sarah must be thinking right now, her face trapped in sweaty darkness as she awaited a fate most would run screaming from.

I felt my gut begin to gurgle and bubble as I smiled. I pressed down, causing my anus to slightly expand in Sarah's mouth. She'd have no idea whether or not what was coming next was a mere fart or the real thing. Of course, the closer the movement came to its climax, the farts would become less distinguishable from actual waste.

Before long, the first fart erupted into Sarah's mouth. She cried out and gagged, but to her credit kept her trembling lips in place. The foul stench was almost certainly filling her lungs, nostrils, and mouth as the assault on her senses began. With one hand I lifted my stomach and began to play with myself, while the other continued to swipe through delivery options.

"I want you to watch and learn Noah," I ordered between grunts. "This is your shared fate, and you'll never know if I plan to use you or Sarah as a toilet on any particular morning."

Noah gulped and nodded silently. I grunted again as sweat began to bead on my brow. Forcing Noah to watch such a ridiculous sight also helped to underscore that I no longer thought of him as a person, but instead just as another bathroom fixture. The sooner he understood that the better off he'd be.

Sarah wrenched and writhed beneath me as the second fart prepared itself in my anus. This one was hot, and I gleefully released it into her mouth. I could feel the dampness as it escaped, this would be a truly challenging one before. Sarah did not disappoint. She cried out and gagged between my cheeks as she struggled instinctively to be free of the odorous assault. Of course, the bindings and the weight made sure that would never happen.

While she was still recovering, I decided to blindside her with the real thing. My colon was ready, and the bulk of the waste was arriving at my asshole as Sarah struggled. I let out a long, sweaty grunt as I pressed so hard that Sarah nearly collapsed beneath me. A puttering hot stream of gas exploded into her mouth as my anus expanded.

Sarah tried to yell, but it was too late. The hot thick log made a sickening wet sound as it began to slowly slide into her toilet slave mouth. All she could do now was choke, gag, and try to flush as quickly as possible. That would not be easy though, as I always enjoyed a big breakfast.

Sarah's muffled yelps continued as I pinched off the first log.

"Flush quickly," I ordered. "I have more to get rid of."

I could hear Sarah gurgle and gag as she tried her best to swallow without chewing. In my experience, this was the best strategy, and Sarah had witnessed enough breakings to know it. As she did her duty, I bore down again and the second mass began to slide into her mouth. I could feel her wet tears against my thick cheeks as she continued to flush.

Before too long, I could feel the log grow thinner and more moist as Sarah sobbed and swallowed. A final wet fart emerged as the remainder of my waste shot down Sarah's throat. I stood up and looked down at her, a sobbing drenched mess. My pussy throbbed with delight as Sarah finished her awful task.

"Now you're officially a toilet, Sarah," I exclaimed. "Welcome to your new life."

I wasn't done yet, however. I turned to Noah. "Toilets often come with bidets, and today that's your role," I ordered. "Stick out your tongue."

Noah's trembled in fear as I turned back around and spread my dirty cheeks. His tasks had only just begun.