Niece’s New Life

Susan fretted while she waited for the train to arrive. She’d been surprised by the voicemail from her nineteen year old niece, Chastity.

"Tias, mom and dad kicked me out. I'm frustrated and I was ready to leave anyway. They even stole my phone. I’m calling from a pay phone at the train station. May I stay with you for a day or two? I’ll be arriving at 4:45."

Susan’s brother’s family didn’t approve of her Liberal outlook on life. After graduating high school, she left for college and worked hard on becoming an educator. She was now a well liked instructor at the junior college. In fact, she’d just finished her last class of the day.

Susan was also a very nasty woman. While she was happy to host her niece, she was afraid the teenager could upset her routine.

Susan was 32, almost 15 years younger than Chastity’s father. They had grown up in southern California, children of Hispanic immigrants. She considered herself ‘well built’. She was five and a half feet tall. Her skin was light brown. She was stocky, with large, round firm breasts, and her butt was a nice half moon shape.

The train pulled in, and the car attendant stepped down onto the station platform. He reached up, and helped Chastity down the stairs.

Fuck me, thought Susan, Chastity sure has filled out. It had been at least five years since Susan had seen her niece.

Chastity had grown to a full six feet tall since their last meeting. Her large pointy breasts were not hidden by the Girl in Red t-shirt. Seeing Susan, she yelled "Tias!" and ran towards her. They embraced each other.

"I'm sorry, Tias, I didn't have anywhere else to go. Mom and dad don't understand me." Chastity started to weep softly.

"Hush, dear, we're good. You can stay with me as long as you want to."

Chastity took a breath and continued, "It's a fight to get them to let me wear makeup. I got a belly button piercing and all hell broke loose. I wouldn't dare ask to get a tattoo. They are always trying to hook me up with boys - yuck! They're smothering me!"

Feeling it was the right thing to do, Susan again hugged Chastity, this time kissing her on the lips. Almost immediately Chastity kissed back. Fuck me! What was I thinking? But she is kissing back. Could Chastity be gay?? Thought Susan.

"Hush, dear. Let's get you home. Where's your bag?"

"No bag. They literally threw me out with nothing! I think they expected me to come crawling back, begging forgiveness." She started to weep again.

"Well, I don't think you will fit into any of my clothes, so lets get you home, have a snack, and go get some essentials before the stores close." Leading the way, Susan continued, "It's only a fifteen minute walk."

"I need to pee like a race horse," exclaimed Chastity as she pointed to the restroom. "I should have peed on the train."

Taking a chance, Susan asked, "Can you hold it for twenty minutes? I have something at home you might find interesting."

Puzzled, Chastity said, "Aaaaa, sure I guess? What do you have, one of those fancy Japanese toilets, or something?"

"Something along those lines, yes," Susan replied.

Chastity put her bladder to the back of her mind and the two women talked as they walked home. Susan's home was a huge, two story house with an attic. "What a beautiful house," observed Chastity.

Susan led her niece to the side door. "The special bathroom is in the basement." Special bathroom??, thought Chastity as she followed her aunt through the door and down a short flight of steps. The soft peeling of bells could be heard as they descended. Entering the basement proper, Chastity stopped and gasped.

"OH! MY! GOD! Who is this beautiful fucking woman? Is she yours? Is she your toilet? I've dreamt of something like this. I never thought I'd see it."

In the middle of the room, one of Susan's work colleagues was on her hands and knees. She was strapped to a metal sled within a metal frame. A long fat dildoe was attached to the frame so that her ass was impaled on it.

At the other end of the frame, a thinner dildoe was positioned in her mouth. The sled was on wheels. The woman was in constant motion. When she pulled herself forward enough to escape the cock skewering her ass, she began to gag on the phallus in her mouth, so she pushed herself back in order to breathe.

Sash weights, along with sleigh bells, were swinging from large rings that pierced the woman’s nipples. The weights pulled her nipples and breasts painfully towards the floor.

Three sash weights were swinging from each of her labia.

The woman was the same age as Susan. She was Caucasian, and was slim. She had a tattoo above her butt crack that said:

‘PLEASE FUCK MY ASS - HARD’

It was high enough that it could be read if she wore a bikini.

"This beautiful slut is Bidet," explained Susan. "Like me, she is an instructor at the college. Since she has no classes on Wednesday, she spends the afternoon having her tits and pussy lips stretched while she practices deep throating cock."

Susan walked to the head end of the frame and said, “Please watch carefully. You’re now responsible for placing people in the Hot Dog.”

Wow, thought Chastity, I guess I have a job now.

"Back up, Bidet, and stay there."

Carol, better known as Bidet, thrust her ass back impaling herself on the dildoe in her ass. She definitely had a love hate relationship with the hot dog. Spending three or four hours alternating between dildoes both gagging her and tearing her ass apart was draining. However, between that and the weights constantly pulling her nipples and labia, she managed two or three orgasms an hour.

Susan pulled a pin at middle of the center strut. "This pin holds the throat cock in place." Then she pulled a pin at the bottom of the center strut. The top of the strut was hinged, so this allowed her to swing the strut up. About twelve inches of the fake cock extended from Bidet's mouth. Carol was holding the cock with her teeth.

"Bidet is a good slut," said Susan. "She knows she's not allowed to let go of a cock." She nodded to Chastity who grabbed the cock.

Feeling wicked, Chastity started fucking Bidet's mouth. after a few strokes, she slowly pushed the cock down Carol's throat until she gagged and her eyes bugged out. She finally pulled the dildoe out and placed it on a nearby table. Bidet was coughing as she tried to clear her airway.

"Bidet, this is my niece Chastity. She will be joining us for the foreseeable future. While she is new to the lifestyle, it's obvious that she is a quick study."

Susan began to remove the sash weights from Carol's nipples, and Chastity did the same with the pussy weights. Chastity found that the sleigh bells remained on the rings. It was weird almost touching another woman’s pussy.

Carols legs were bound to the sled, and her hands were bound to the frame with hemp rope. "Don't worry too much about how these are tied," said Susan as the girls quickly untied the ropes. "We'll be giving you Shibari lessons."

Once Bidet was free from her restraints, Susan said, "Okay, come on out, Toilet."

Carol crawled forward exposing the two foot long dildo that she'd been impaled upon. It was quite thick and rigid at the frame end. It was much more flexible and it tapered to about an inch in diameter at the ‘inside’ end.

Her belly sported a tattoo, again, above her bikini line that read:

THIS PUSSY IS FOR WOMEN ONLY

"Usually, Bidet must clean her shit off of her cock, but since I called her Toilet, she knows she's to assume the position at the queening chair." Carol crawled to the unusual piece of furniture.

Chastity would describe it as a throne. It too, was a metal frame. A toilet seat was suspended by springs from the frame. Boxes were attached at the bottom to the sides of the frame.

With her feet extending behind the chair, Carol positioned her head on the floor below the toilet seat. Chastity needed no prompting. As bidet was getting into position, the teen removed her clothes and sat on the seat. Her butt was about four inches above the older woman's mouth. "Latch on, slut, I really need to pee."

Carol also needed no prompting. She quickly placed her mouth on the teen's urethra and started to gently suck. She was rewarded almost immediately with Chastity's piss. Even though she was a veteran toilet, Carol had a little trouble keeping up with the teen.

"Chastity, Bidet must earn the privilege of worshiping pussy, so let me know if she tries anything," explained Susan. She leaned in and French kissed her niece. "Mmmmmm . . ."

Susan took a few steps back and removed her clothes. "Chaste certainly does not describe you. I would give you a nickname, but maybe the irony of your name is appropriate?"

It took a full two minutes for Chastity to empty her bladder. "Whew! I think that's all." Bidet stared to scoot out from under Chastity. "Hey! Where are you going, slut”?

"Don't worry, love. Stay seated, we're just starting," explained Susan.

Carol's feet where soon positioned in front of the teen. The older woman spread Chastity's butt cheeks, pursed her lips and started to suck the teen's tiny asshole.

"OH. MY. GOD. She's sucking my ass. I wish I needed to shit . . "

"Don't worry love, Carol is addicted to shit. As soon as you need to, Bidet will beg for your hot, stinking shit," said Susan.

Chastity had closed her eyes and was just enjoying the sensation of being worshiped. "Fuck me! She fucking my ass with her tongue. What a nasty fuck!"

Her eyes flew open when Susan pinched her right nipple. "Ow, no, no, nooo!"

Without releasing Chastity's nipple, Susan leaned down and said, "Listen, love, everything we do is based on consent. Without consent, it doesn't happen."

"To that end, words like no, stop, etc., probably won’t be honored. Instead, you need to preface your request with 'really'. For example, 'That really hurts, stop!' Understand?"

"Yes, Tias, I really understand."

Susan took a small hair claw from her head and used it to pinch Chastity's nipple in it.

"Fffuuucckkk no!" Chastity started to pant.

"Breath, love. In . . . Out . . . In . . . Out . . ."

Soon both of Chastity's nipples sported hair claws. Once the teen's breathing calmed, Susan stood on the boxes on the side of the chair. She pushed a button that raised the boxes so that her pussy was level with her niece’s head.

Once again, Chastity need no prompting. Grasping Susan's hips, she leaned forward and took her first lick of pussy! I've died and gone to heaven! She couldn't get enough, She licked and sucked for all she was worth.

Susan gently twisted the hair claws, and Bidet continued to suck the teen's ass.

After five minutes, Chastity leaned back and shouted, "Fuck meeee!" as she exploded! "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

Susan leaned in and kissed her - hard. Chastity was surprised when she felt the balls in her aunt’s tongue rub her tongue and cheeks.

"Chastity, you came without being fucked or fingered. Good for you. Can you stand another come, dear?"

"Are you kidding! Yes! Fuck yes! At least I think so."

Susan stepped down from the boxes, sat on Carol, leaned forward and took her first lick of her niece's pussy. "Yummy!"

She took her niece’s labia in her mouth and gently chewed them. Chastity shivered in euphoria. Susan shifted her attention to Chastity’s right outer pussy lip. She nibbled, sucked, and licked it for a full ten minutes.

Susan worshiped the teen’s other three labium in turn. Carol continued to make love to Chastity ass. Chastity rewarded their efforts with another six orgasms, each stronger than the last!

Suddenly the mouth was gone from her pussy. “What? No, please??”

Suddenly her aunt sucked her clit into her mouth and started to gently suck and lick her clit. “OooooooooooOOOOOOOOO YYYEEESSSSS!!!!”

Suddenly it was too much! She pushed Susan away. “Oh fuck, I’m sorry! I think I’ll explode if I come again.”

Pulling away Susan removed the claws from her niece's nipples, and said, “No worries, love. I’m surprised you lasted this long. Relax, baby. Listen, Bidet hasn’t eaten since breakfast, do you have any shit for it?”

Chastity noticed that Susan called Carol it, not her. “I’m sorry, no.”

“You know what that means, Bidet.”

Bidet stopped sucking ass and slid out from under Chastity.

“For some reason, Bidet just hates eating her own shit, don’t you?”

Without answering, Carol walked to a shelf on the wall, where she took a white platter and placed it on the floor. Squatting over it she grunted a couple of times and, slowly at first, pushed out a thick log of shit.

Taking a sniff, Chastity said, "Fuck, that shit sure smells nasty. Is she really going to eat it?"

"Just wait", answered Susan. As she stated to rise, Susan added, "Don’t forget to wipe, cunt."

Bidet took her right index finger and ran it between her ass cheeks. She quickly sucked her shitty finger clean. She repeated the maneuver two more times. She then knelt and started to eat her shit.

“While Bidet has learned to crave other women's shit, for some reason, it finds consuming her own waste humiliating.”

“Tias, I think your human toilet is beautiful, bestial, nauseating, and disgusting, but that is very lascivious to me.,” said Chastity.

“Keep in mind, that everyone involved is acting voluntarily, and can stop at any time. Correct, Bidet?”

For the first time, Carol spoke, “Yes Ma’am. “

“There is nothing stopping you from walking out of here? For example, you’re not being blackmailed?”

“No, Ma’am. I can’t get enough of your shit, Ma’am. In fact, I’m looking forward to tasting your niece’s shit, Ma’am. “