M. and 8 a.m. By 9 a.m. I have consumed both of their SEX-FOOD TURD-LOGS and my body is busy digesting and processing their Mother-Daughter SEX-FOOD...SHIT-LOGS. For the moment, my job as a Toilet Slave is done. I will have about three or four hours to rest and digest the Mother and Daughter's visceral (gut) waste, before my next urgent call to Toilet Service is expected.***I am usually ready to eat more intestinal SEX-FOOD GIRL-SHIT by early afternoon if either the Mother or Daughter needs. I smiled and said well that is the kind of stuff I will expect from you for the money do we have a deal and she said hell yes so I wrote her a check and she looked at it and said wait this is for all of the money I thought it was for and I stopped her and said you come over when I want you or when you want and do the stuff we did today and we will have fun and the money is yours. Now I might want to do other things also, but we will see how all of this goes and she smiled and said no problem.. I also hated pain and I was terrified of what was to come.One of the men went over to where he had dropped his clothes and pulled a tube of lubricant out of his pocket. He knelt near my ass and began working it around my tight, pink little virgin hole. He pushed a greasy finger into me and it wasn't too bad. It was embarrassing just being exposed this way and touched in that place. But the finger didn't really hurt so much as give me a feeling of being stretched. It was an unpleasant. He lived upstairs with his wife and sons. He was feuding with the town’s other armorer, Weldon. Weldon hired four men to kill him, then they took all of David’s goods back to Weldon’s shop. The four men have been hanging around here ever since, robbing anyone who came to David’s shop.”“How long ago was this? There’s a woman in there, tied up and naked.”“That would be David’s wife Millie. We heard her scream some at first, but not for days. We thought she was dead.”“No, they just gagged her..