What did he just say I asked myself in my head? He can’t wait to take a huge shit all over my tits and cover them with that shit? Oh Jesus fucking...Christ is he serious I asked myself over and over breaking out in a cold sweat from head to toe. ?Oh hit a nerve finally with this slut bag, it’s a little freaked out hearing about the human toilet use it’s going to cop tonight, good because I didn’t think anything would freak it out at all but fellas it’s a little nervous about being the shit. If you take five more with the riding crop, I will let you see her. If you take five more, for a total of ten, I will free her and you can take her place." Is it very painful, Mistress?" Janet asked."Yes."Janet considered her next move carefully, weighing the alternatives. She had to make a novel bargain: ten strokes and Tiffany's bondage. Still, she had caused her friend to endure pain on her behalf before, and now she wanted to make up for it."Mistress, I accept." Good. Do you know what part. “No suit along for this trip,” I said with a big cheesy smile looking at the pair of them and wondering if they really were lesbians or not. “I gotta get my bag, back bedroom like always?” I said as I tripped the trunk lid and raised it up. I was shocked, no suitcase, “I swear I put it in the car,” I thought. “must be in the back seat, all my tools were in the trunk so perhaps I thought better of mixing clothes with tools.”I opened the back door, cooler full of beer, check, portable radio,. "Uh, yeah, I'm fifteen. Just turned fifteen." We moved here from Chicago, my parents separated and Mom had to go back to work, she's at one of the big hospitals here. So, we moved here and I had to leave my boyfriend behind in Chicago. How about you?" Yeah, mine's divorced, about five years ago. No girlfriend, just me."We talked a bit about our Moms, they were at different hospitals, then she rolled over on her stomach and asked me if I would put suntan oil on her back.I did not only her back.