Becoming Stephanie`s Toilet

Becoming Stephanie's Toilet. It was some shock when my father passed away, but he left me means enough to keep the house to live in, and finish my education properly, so in time I'd probably come around. Then there was of course my "stepmother" I liked to call her that, even though she was actually my governante. But Stephanie was much fond of my father I knew, from the times he showed himself in the house, they stayed up late in the evening when he was home, because few days later he was gone again with the wind. I wondered sometimes if he grieved over my real mother, whom I never recalled any image of. Nevertheless, when Stephanie and I left the cemetery after the funeral, I remember that she said to me, "So master, now you're the man in the house." She made me proud with these words, and I just couldn't help to put my arm around her waist and hold her close against me, perhaps it was here then, that I for the first time realised how good it was to hold a woman close, feel the warmth of her body... A few months went by then, with normal activities, before I one day I accidentallly came across her coming out from the bathroom, split naked under the towel around her waist! When she saw my wide open eyes she just laughed that I had something to get used to, before she went to dress. I followed her, fascinated by her lovely bottom, looking so soft and, and... inviting! She noticed me, but said nothing, just proceeded with her doings, dropping the towel, reaching for her panties, then her bra, a clean shirt and finally her inevitable slacks. I watched closely all the while, then she said, "Bet your dad never bothered with even remarking about why there are women and men, yes?" I had to admit this, then she looked at me with kind of lightning eyes, "But since you're a man, you've got a right to know," she said. "I think it's time for you to grow up in this direction, otherwise it may have a bad influence on your future, don't you think so?" Hardly believing my ears, I nodded to her, and said: "But there's a problem with that, because every time I try to talk with the girls about it, they just turn and giggle, or report it to the headmaster, it did bring me in serious trouble once." She looked amazed at me, "You really did that?" she said. "I'm proud of you, young man, you have courage." Then she seemed to contemplate something, and turned to making dinner. Later at the dinner table she opened up the subject again, "There is one way for you to learn about sex," she said. "That is for me to teach you, if you would like that, of course." I looked at Stephanie, she was fairly tall with a slim feminine outline, blonde hair, dark eyes, lips formed like a heart; just her nose was a little too big, but not her breasts. She must have been in the middle thirties. Then I suddenly saw what my father might have seen, and right there knew what had kept them up late in the night. "Dear Stephanie," I said to her. "I would be very happy if you would be my tutor in sex." As I watched, I saw a strange expression of relief on her face, perhaps she had thrown her suggestion out as a casual remark, but I didn't care, I realised I desired her, craved her, wouldn't keep myself back if she... "Very well young man, then you do the dishes, and after that you come to my bedroom, is that a deal?" I nodded and in no time managed to get the dishes done. Then I entered her room, and found her in the bed under the cover. "Ah there you are, that was fast, now first lesson, come closer and have a look here," She threw the cover aside, and revealed her nice long legs, partly hidden by her nightgown. I went over and looked; I felt the heat from her body and a turn on in my crotch. "Would you like to kiss my belly?" she asked innocently and I nodded, stunned again with her beauty, which I'd seen before, but not with this new view. I leaned over and kissed her, it felt nice, and I stayed there in a never ending kiss until Stephanie giggling said, "This feels so good, but what about the rest of me?" I looked at her, then down along her body, then straight into her eyes. "Yes go on, it's all yours you can choose as you wish." I decided to go south, and reached the frontier with the curly border, then passed through it with my tongue until I came to the hill. Then I felt unsure, I looked at Stephanie again and she encouraged me once again, "Go on my pet, it feels so good!" I went on, felt her soft pink lips of her pussy, and slowly probed her with my tongue, I felt nice too, "Say why not get up in the bed and rest between my legs?" Stephanie suggested. It was a good idea, and I did so, I found a good position, and started out for my first real adventure. It was so much of an experience to treat her with my tongue, and I didn't even bother when she first covered me with her nightgown, then with the bedcover, "I think it's so cosy this way, then I can also read a book while you learn to serve a woman." I hoped it didn't require an answer, judging her by her panting now, I just carried on, until she all of sudden she wriggled and squirmed and hugged herself around me then finally laid to rest. ` "Oh that was so b e a u t i f u l! You're so nice to do that; a natural talent. I think I'll never turn you free again..." So, over the next few months, she made it a habit to have me in bed, between her legs, to serve her. Only I also noticed a slight change in her attitude, her suggestions became more and more like commands, not that I would complain about it, I somehow kind of preferred it, but still I noticed it. Such a command was also the invitation to come along with her to the bathroom one evening, while she had to relief herself. "Perhaps you have wondered about how it looks like when women have to go?" she said. "Would you like to see it for yourself?" "Yes Stephanie," I said. "May I really?" "I'd very much like you to," she replied. "Then you can perhaps also help me with something." So I went with her, she took her place and suggested that I knelt in front of her. She let go, and I stared at her doing it. When she had finished, she asked me, "Was it good to watch?" I nodded. "Fine," she said. "Now, have you ever tasted it?" I looked at her confused. "Is that normal?" I asked her. "Well that depends, some men finds it normal, others don't, but it's a fact that sometimes women do smell and taste like this, if you catch sex with them at odd situations, then it is good to be prepared for it, don't you think so?" I saw her point and asked her, "Would you like me to taste you now?" "Yes I'd like that very much, if you get to like that, you'll probably get lots of girls hanging around you." I thought about that for a moment, "But Stephanie, I love you, there is no other woman I'd prefer over you, I'd like to do this for you!" There again I saw that strange expression on her face. "That was very nicely said," she answered. "I shall know that in future and treat you accordingly." She smiled, "But for now, get onto it my sweet pet!" So I went in between her thighs head first, then pursed my lips and sucked her pussy, tasting the few golden droplets from her sex, before I lapped her pussy thoroughly. When done I settled back on my heels and looked at her while she reassured me that I did fine. "This wil be part of our lovemaking," she said. "I hope you liked as much as I did, I think it's delightful beyond belief to have one do what you just did!" I said nothing, but was very happy about how she felt. After that we ended up in her bed as usual, this time she said, "I will reward you with a very special act, some men find it very erotic to have a woman sitting on their faces, I think it's time for you to experience that too, as a reward, naturally." Then I was told to turn on my back, and watch. Stephanie then straddled me, arranged her nightgown and went slowly and comfortably down on my face. It was not always as comfortable for me as she wanted me to believe, but after a few struggles, we seemed to have found our places in this particular act, and as the evening went on, I enjoyed, much to my own disbelief, very much her ride on me. It was probably due to her buttocks resting softly on my face, she didn't come down with her last inch and I had her bottom hanging softly over me. However after a couple of weeks with Stephanie having increased my knowledge and experience to this limit, she pushed along again, this time I was encouraged to kiss her crack, while she rode me. Safe now that she knew what she was pulling me into, I did as she wanted me to, finding thrill in her new sexual acts. Stephanie also became more and more confident, that I would follow her where she led me, seemed to relax more and more, enjoying fully the advantages for her. I realised just a bit too late, that she actually held the reins now, that perhaps there was more, much more to her sexual foundation, compared to the normal situation than I was aware of from the start. When she sat there in the bathroom just about to let go then asked me if I liked what I saw, then I giggling replied that it made my throat dry. She actually suggested that I perhaps wanted to drink it? Then she reached out for my head, and slowly drew it in between her thighs. As I didn't resist, she pressed my lips against her hot pussy. "Now my sweet, sweet pet, do as Stephanie tells you right, be a good pet and open your mouth wide, be sure to drink all my warm golden juice down, just do it, right?" I couldn't help but do as she wanted, and soon had her golden juice running down my throat, while clamping my mouth as hard against her pussy as I could; she desperately pressing my face into her pussy as well. By the time she finished and I assumed the now natural position to suck her pussy clean after her treat, I tasted her strong juice, then she literally came in my mouth, wriggling her hips, and hugging over me, as always. Then, regaining herself and finishing her job, she complimented me on my task, "That was nice my pet, I think I shall have no problems with you in the future, am I right?" "Well probably not," I said. "But what will it be like when I know it all?" Then for the first time she revealed her plans for me, "I think you would make a perfect sex slave for me." I know I should have been repelled by this, but the thought of what was in it for me til now, made me curious. "I think I'd like that," I said to Stephanie, "Just as long I can stay with you, it's alright, you're the best mommy in the world." She smiled, "Well I'm glad to hear you say that, perhaps I can trust you then to wipe my bottom clean with your tongue? I'd sure like you to do that and I guess I have just finished here." Then she turned around and shoved her arse into my face to clean her up "Just do as you're told pet!" she commanded. "Turn your Stephanie on with your tongue, get on!" I had to do this as her slave, so I reached out once again with my tongue to clean her crack from that dirt, which still hung on to her bottom. When I finished, I thought it wasn't that bad and was again rewarded by her. "Very good," she told me. "You'll probably turn out a very fine toilet slave, and follow your mistress through, won't you?" "Oh yes Stephanie," I answered, still on my knees. "That's what I like to hear," she said. "Listen, today my s****r is coming, she is very much like me, and I expect that you allow her just as much as with me, is that understood?" "Oh yes Stephanie," I answered. "Please allow me the honor of serving you both?" For a moment she looked down at me, and I knew why. She wanted to see if I was playing her around, but I was not and she found out, inevitably. "Well then I think we shall have a pleasant evening together," she said, smiling. When Martine arrived, I answered the door and saw immediately the s****rhood, same figure and when she spoke, also the same attitude, "So you are the man. Well, nice to meet you young man, or should I rather call you pet?" She giggled a little then entered as I stood aside. After a little while, they were both comfortably seated in the living room, and I came along with coffee and cookies. They both smiled as I put cups in front of them, and poured coffee. "And he really behaves?" I heard Martine ask "Sure thing," Stephanie said. "Look my little pet, come over here now." I hurried along, then as Stephanie motioned me to, went down on my knees. She lifted her skirt, "Will you have the honor of tasting my pussy?" Without a word I dug in and caressed her with my tongue. "Look at that will you?" I heard Martine burst out. "Oh s****r, you really did a nice job on him. Is it possible for me to try him?" "Well why not, say pet here's a chance to serve my s****r, would you like that?" "Yes please Stephanie," I answered and went over to treat her instead. I was now excited up to over my ears and delighted in her sweet taste, after she had quickly drawn her panties down and spread her legs in anticipation, motioning me to get under her skirt. Soon I heard her panting heavily just like first her s****r would do and I was encouraged to go on, until finally she came in my mouth. "Ohhh take it, you naughty pet, suck it down your throat, suck my cum your sucker!" she moaned, while squeezing my head between her thighs. She had to take a break. Stephanie took me over to a place behind the couch, to lie down on my back, then said, "I just have to go, so my little pet get your mouth ready for me." I obediently opened my mouth, and Stephanie went down on me, then poured her sweet pee down my throat; she just let go of it full speed, another new thing, and I felt it somehow like being utterly f***ed to follow up on her or choke while trying. This was a new experience, literally being f***ed. I felt the shame and confusion of not being fully aware of her urge, but the sense of degradation was wonderful I secretly admitted. Now Stephanie was through, I sucked her clean and she just got up and left, probably wanting me to stay behind. Yes I heard her now suggesting that Martine relieved herself as well after her long travel and how she accepted, if I would like her to. Then Stephanie, giggling, asked me, "Say pet would you like my s****r to use you for her toilet? How about telling her what you are to me? Let us hear it!" So properly embarrassed and with a blushing face, I told Martine, that I wouldn't mind to be used by her now that I was Stephanie's slave pet, which she could use and abuse as she liked. Martine was not late to come forward and stand over me, letting me see up between her legs as she placed a leg on each side of my head, before she slowly went down to sit on me. She didn't have the same touch as Stephanie and squashed me tight between her thighs, so I had a hard time breathing, but as she f***ed her golden juice into my mouth, I forgot about breathing for a while and concentrated wholly on downing Martine's love potion. I succeeded and afterwards sucked her clean to her great delight. "Some little bastard, isn't he?" she directed to her s****r. "Yes that's true, we're gonna have much fun out of him, I think we just take him all the way, right?" Martine, having just ascended from her seat, looked down at me, "All? He's capable of it?" "Well frankly I'm not sure, but let's find out." Then I was commanded on my feet, and led to the bathroom by Stephanie while Martine went to collect some items suggested apparently by Stephanie. These items turned out to be some strings by which I was now attached to some bolts with rings which Stephanie had made me fit into the walls. There I laid now, at the mercy of both s****rs, who seemed joyful about their scheme, while figuring out who was to take the first turn. Finally it seemed to be Stephanie who won the first turn. "So here is the major task for you my little pet, as I've previously prepared you for your duties, this is coming as no surprise to you, is it, that serving fully as a woman's toilet also requires that you take more than our sweet pee, do you understand?" I faked my eyes wide-open, as I heard her suggestion. Actually I was thrilled by the thought, so obscene, so degrading, yet so wonderfully humiliating, to have two such lovely bottoms to attend to in such wicked ways. Yes, I faked my astonishment, only for their delight. Stephanie then took a stand directly over me, "I believe you're as ready as ever and now I want you to be absolutely obedient to me, understood?" She came slowly down now and still watching me she said, "This is the final lesson to make you our personal love pet, don't let us down now, you're doing very fine and if you can do this to our satisfaction, I think we'll keep you for ourselves, wouldn't that be nice?" I said nothing, just gave her a wink with my eye and heard her say to Martine, "You're right, he really is a little bastard," before she sat down and shoved her crack carefully against my lips, told me to get my tongue out, then adjusted her seat accordingly, before she leaned back to comfort herself. It didn't take long before she had to go. I felt how she farted slightly in my mouth, but couldn't yet feel anything. It felt rather funny to know it was a fart and not be able to get it out of the mouth, then I felt something definitely more massive coming along, this I certainly could sense. It had a tendency to stick in my throat; perhaps Stephanie felt it too, as she moved slightly and pushed her waste down my throat. Again I had this feeling of degrading, of depravation, abuse! However, I was in no position to turn back now. Slowly I felt how her waste f***e itself further down. Now I was her toilet, I took down her filth. It was a strange feeling how it made its way to my belly, I was aroused by it, I wanted more of this feeling and knew I would have this desire granted. Finally Stephanie was through. She just sat waiting on me now and I pushed my tongue out to clean her nice and orderly, taking my time to give her a treat as well. Then she seemed satisfied and got up while complimenting me on my abilities. "That was a top grade!" she said. "I shall look forward to call for your services my little slave pet. He's all yours now Martine!" Yes, so I was. Martine left Stephanie nothing behind as she came down on me as well and I had to take her job too, which I did just as with Stephanie. After I had cleaned her likewise, they stood for a moment in apparent amazement over me as they whispered among themselves about the possibilities it showed. Then they seemed to agree on something, "Listen here slave pet, there aregonna be some changes. We have decided that Martine is moving in here. Financing this will be no problem. I think she takes your place at the table and you take the place of the toilet. What do you think?" Still with the brutal but erotically exhilarating scent of their waste in mymouth, I nodded. "Yes, I agree, you can use me for sex as you please, I won't mind at all, I just want to be with you." Then I saw them smiling at each other....