Posted by Anados on April 06, 1998 at 02:44:39:
All characters are entirely fictional, blah, blah, blah. This is my first attempt at the genre, so bear with me. Hope you enjoy it.
The ropes dug into her wrists as she desperately pulled on them, bound behind her back and tied somehow to the toilet on which she sat. The rough cloth gag absorbed her cries, and her grunts of exertion came out muffled. Her bare feet were tied back, probably to the same line of rope that bound her hands. She could see herself in the mirror facing the toilet. Dark hair bobbed at the chin, pressed against her head by the red cloth bandanna. She wore a green tee-shirt and her panties, perched atop the toilet.
Her assailant had left her there without a word. He had even moved the mirror so she could see her own struggles. There was something hard pressing into her clit, and whatever it was had wires which ran down to some kind of box on the floor beside her. It seemed to have a light on it, but it was not lit. There was one other wire from whatever it was, still in her panties, tickling her asshole. The panties weren’t tight, so the hard little wire wasn’t painful, but it was still *there*.
So she sat, closing her eyes as the tears ran down her cheeks. It wasn’t bad enough that he had tied her to the toilet, and plugged her into some electric box. That wasn’t the worst thing. No, she had to take a shit, too.
The pressure in her bowels was steadily building, pressing down. She concentrated on keeping her cheeks pressed closely together. Someone would find her. Soon. At least she hoped so. As the minutes ticked by, she felt the pressure mount against her sphincter. It stretched just slightly open, a turd pressing through. She clenched her cheeks tight, but the turd was trapped there, a reminder of what she had to do. It hadn’t escaped, thank god. She took a deep breath, and the turd retracted back into her colon. She sighed through the gag. How embarrassing, to be found tied to a toilet with a full load in your panties.
Then it happened, again. The shit in her bowels started moving again, opening up her sphincter. She strained hard against the force of the movement, but it was not to be denied. Her asshole opened up as she felt the turn poke its way through. It passed, rubbing her asscheeks. She felt the turd poke into her panties, and its movement slowed as it met the resistance from the cotton fabric. Then, it stopped. She could feel the turd still in her ass, pressed against her panties. She imagined it to look like a tent.
The turd retracted a little, sending an electric shiver up her spine. Then the tent-pole broke, and there was no resistance. Her eyes opened wide as she filled her panties. The shit snaked out of her asshole, settling into the crack of her ass and pushing forward toward her pussy. It felt very warm as it snuggled into her crack and the panties pressed it against her cheeks.
With a click, the light on the little box jumped to life, and so did the vibrator against her clit. The sensation was just too much. She jumped against her bonds as the vibrator hummed against her clit, and the warm shit cradled her ass and her pussy. Not knowing what else to do, she gave a push with her bowels, and more shit came out, getting caught in her sphincter, holding it open. The extra volume in her panties pressed the vibrator harder against her clit. She couldn’t help it, or hold it back. The waves of an incredible orgasm shook her from head to foot.
She sagged against her bonds, gulping air past the gag. The heat-sensitive vibrator continued to hum, though, and brought her back to her senses. She wriggled her butt a bit, but couldn’t get the shit in her panties to move at all.
What was that? A door?
She strained to hear, past the hum of the vibrator. Yes, there were definitely footsteps coming. She held her breath. There was a knock on the bathroom door. “Stacey, are you done in there? I have to use the toilet.”
He room-mate, Alexa. Stacey quickly unwound the ropes from her wrists and pulled the gag out of her mouth. “I just got in. It’ll be a few minutes,” she said.
“Well, hurry it up, ‘kay?”
Stacey smiled at her reflection. She stood up, her panties sagging down. She put the toilet -seat down and then sat in her full panties, feeling the shit ooze around her ass and pussy. Alexa’s turn would have to wait.
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