LOVE IS A MANY SPLENDOURED THING.

 

 

‘UUUNNNNHHH!! UUUNNNHHH! UUUNNNHHH!!AAHH!! AAAHH! OHGOD! OHGODOHGODOHGOD!!! ‘ I heard Teirie gasp as I rammed my cock between her plump white buttocks and into her arsehole. Her pink sphincter stretching and flexing wide around my invading cock. Crouched on her hands and knees beneath me, wearing only a skimpy black garter belt and sheer, black FF stockings. The dress she had worn to dinner, the black lace bra and thong, and black stiletto heels lay discarded on the floor.

 

I’MM CUUUMMMIINNNGG! I’M CUMMMIINNNGGGG! OH GOD I’M COMING AND YOUR FUCKING MY ANUS! YYYYYIIIIIEEEEEE!!!!

 

Teirie struggled weakly as I pulled her head round by her short blonde hair, towards my shit and semen smeared cock. ‘NNNOOOO! Nnnooo! Please! I can’t! I can’t! she wept’ I reached for her large pale breasts. Leaning forward I whispered ‘Do you want Mr Belt to have a date with Miss Titties again!’

Eyes filling with tears she looked up at me ‘I-I thought you-you loved me…!’

‘I do, but you just won’t do what your told, you don’t want to please me” I turned to get off the bed, “Perhaps we should just go our separate ways and call it over!”

 

“NNNOOO!! Please no! don’t leave me! Please don’t leave me!!” she wailed, scrambling across the bed wrapping her arms around me, she pressed her lips to mine. “I love you! I’ll do anything, anything you want, please don’t leave me!” She looked up at me, her blue-green eyes filled with tears, “I’ll-I’ll suck you- I’ll suck you c-c-clean.” She lowered her head and her warm wet mouth engulfed my limp, shit stained cock.

 

I lay enjoying a cigarette and some wine, Teirie lay curled up alongside me, her back towards me, legs drawn up.

“I’m a slut!” she whimpered. She rolled over towards me, “I’m a wife, a mother and a nurse and you’ve turned me into a total slut! Is there anything, any disgusting thing you won’t make me do?” she asked.

 

Thinking for a moment. I looked at her “No!”, “ But you can always leave”. She looked down “no! no I can’t, I need you” she whispered, “whatever you make me do, whatever you do to me I can’t leave you” she lifted her head and looked sadly at me. “I’ll do whatever you want, hurt me! Use me! Anything! I’m your slut” Tears ran down her face, I lifted her head by her chin, “But do you enjoy being a slut?” she nodded silently, “ you enjoyed having your ass fucked didn’t you?” more tears as she nodded again. “Now you don’t have virgin ass anymore!” she shook her head “no..” she whispered “you-you took my last virginity”

 

“Go and put on your uniform, keep the stockings and put on your heels, paint your lips with the brightest red lipstick you have and go and wait for me in the bathroom.” I squeezed her full pale breasts, “And don’t bother about a bra!” Reaching between her legs I fingered her slit, “Or panties either”

 

She looked at me and then rose from the bed. Collecting her uniform dress from the wardrobe and her shoes from the floor, she entered the bathroom. “Oh! And wait on your knees!” I called out after her, there was no reply. “Because I need a piss!” She stopped and turned her eyes wide in shock “You-You wa-want to ur-urinate on me?” she asked incredulously. “Not just on you… But in your mouth. And I expect you to swallow!” I replied. She slumped against the door, silent for a while, then she looked at me. “Why not!” she sighed, “I’ve already sucked my own faeces from your penis… and had my tongue in your anus” She looked up “Do I HAVE to swallow?” she asked. “Yes!” I replied “You do!” . She closed the bathroom door behind her, I heard her crying softly, it was a wonderful arousing sound.

 

She was a beautiful sight, crouched on her knees wearing her pale blue uniform dress, black stocking and high heels. Her lips painted a bright red. “Do-Do I look alright?” she asked. “Almost perfect” I answered. Reaching down I popped open the buttons of her uniform, until her chest and cleavage were on view. Tilting her head back by her chin, “Open your mouth in a nice inviting ‘O’” I told her. Her lips parted wide.

 

“Now! I’m going to piss over your face and tits, then in your mouth, you can close your mouth to swallow otherwise it stays open until I say to close it.. Understand?” she nodded. “If you close your mouth for any other reason, then You’ll be feeling my belt on your tits again”

 

Teirie bent over  the toilet vomiting violently. Knelt in her stockings in a puddle of piss, her uniform soaked dark with it. Her hair plastered to her face and head.

She looked miserably up at me, face and uniform stained with vomit. “ I’m sorry, I’ll-I’ll do better next time, I couldn’t help it”. She had held her mouth open. Eyes screwed up tightly closed as I hosed her down with hot piss, then I had carefully filled her mouth to the brim and told her to swallow. Closing her lips she gulped it down, gagging slightly, she managed another two mouthfuls before throwing up.

 

“Never mind!” I said, “ You did very well for a first time”. She smiled weakly at me, “Did I please you? Did you enjoy urinating in my mouth? I-I swallowed as much as I could.” She asked nervously, then “Are-Are you going to use your b-b-belt on me again because I vomited”. “Yes! To all questions” I answered. “ Now clean up this mess and get cleaned up yourself and come back to bed.

 

I brought her to a screaming orgasm again in the morning, alternating between her cunt and ass. She had woken to me fondling her still swollen and bruised breasts, my cock pressed against her soft buttocks. “Do-Do you want to come in my-my anus again?” she asked softly. “Of course!” I answered, “are you going to come if I do it up your ass?”. “probably…” she whispered. She half turned to me, “If we get the equipment, I can give myself an enema every time, before-before you do-do it. It-it won’t be so messy”.

I looked at her. “What you mean is you wont have to taste your own shit when you suck me afterwards.. Don’t you!”. She lowered her gaze, “Yes..” she said in a small voice. “ I don’t think so”.

 

“AAAKKK, AH! AH! AH! Yyyyyiiiiieeeee OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! OHMYGOD! I’M COMIIIIINNNGG”. She screamed as I ploughed hard and deep into her ass. Reaching under her bucking body I found her clit and pinched it hard. “OH NO! OH NO! P-PLEASE NO! NO! IT HURTS! IT HURTS! AHHHH! I-I’M COOOMMMINNG.”

 

Teirie crouched between my legs, her mouth and tongue busy sucking and cleaning her shit and my semen from my cock. I hadn’t had to tell her, as soon as my cock slipped limply from her ass, she turned and buried her face in my groin. I slapped her on the ass “Now go and put on the lipstick and wait for me”.

“My uniform is wet and soaking in the bath still from last night. Do you want me to wear it anyway?” she asked. “No! Just you naked and the lipstick will do for now”. She rose from the bed and padded across to the bathroom. She turned at the door, “Do I have to swallow? I’m not sure I can without being sick again” She asked.

“Yes you do have to swallow! And are you sure you want feel my belt on your tits again”. She lowered her head, “No” she said in a low whisper, her hands rising automatically to her still tender globes.

 

I watched her as she sat at the dresser, putting on her make up. We had decided that she would wear the lacy broidery Anglaise underwear I had bought her in Vienna and the tan silk stockings from Rome.  Teirie was not one of these stick thin women, but a mature well shaped woman, not fat, but nicely formed. She certainly filled a bra well. She slipped on the sheer white blouse and black pleated calf length skirt, then stepped into the simple plain black court shoes

“Do I look alright?” she asked. “Very attractive” I replied “Lift your skirt” She raised the hem of her skirt to her waist displaying her stockinged legs and the white lacy ‘V’ of her panties. I adjusted the panties so that they slid between the soft folds of her cunt, it would be uncomfortable, but stimulating. “That’s better!”.

 

We had a light late breakfast at Richoux’s in Piccadilly. The other patrons would not imagine that the elegant lady sat opposite me, sipping her coffee and nibbling a croissant had been crouched on her knees this morning swallowing my piss. She had managed it without vomiting this time, although there was still some spillage over her face and body. We moved out towards Oxford street via the Burlington arcade and Bond street for some light shopping. This involved the purchase of new underwear, A pair of boots, which were very nice, with high thin heels and a pair extremely provocative black pumps with thin, five inch heels. We also called into a uniform suppliers in Marble Arch and bought several uniform dresses. A call into Skin2 produced a black latex ‘Julian LaTour’ dress and stockings, a large ‘Butt-plug and lubricant.

 

Outside the shop before we called a taxi, I had Teirie lube up the ‘Butt-plug’, then bend and lift her skirt, she gasped as the hard rubber filled her ass as I pulled her panties aside and pushed the Butt-Plug home into her ass. She squirmed as we sat in the taxi, “It feels strange” she whispered “how long do I have to keep it in?”. “Until I replace it with my cock!” I replied. “Oh!” she said. In Harrods as we rode briefly in the lift, with several other customers, I reached down and squeezed her ass through her skirt, then pressing my fingers between her buttocks slowly work the base of the ‘Butt-plug’ inside her. She stiffened and gave a small gasp and looked at me. But made no other attempt to stop me at all. I could see the mounds her nipples made against the lace and chiffon of her bra and blouse as they grew erect. Sampling perfumes and purchasing a nice black silk and lace nightdress that she modelled for my approval. We had a light lunch in the restaurant upstairs, then returned to my flat.

Teirie spent sometime in the bedroom, and emerged to model her new underwear for me. A black lace bra, with matching ‘French’ cut knickers, garter belt and sheer, fully fashioned stockings, she had put on the new black high heels I had bought for her and paraded to-and-fro for my entertainment. She knelt at my feet “Can I ask a favour?”.

“Of course” I said. “Please don’t use the belt on my breasts anymore”, she paused “Y-you can use it anywhere else though” she said a little nervously.

“Anywhere?” I asked. She nodded, “Even on your cunt and belly?”. She nodded again, although not so certainly this time. “My-My, you want to use it be-between my legs, on-on my p-pussy?”

 

“Your Ass is for pleasure, your tits for punishment! If you don’t want to be punished on your tits, then you have to receive punishment somewhere else, otherwise how would you know when you are being punished?” I asked. “I-I-I” she stammered. “ You only get one chance! Tits or cunt? Which shall it be?”. She looked up at me, eyes wet with tears, “ I know how much it hurts on my-my breasts already, I don’t know how bad it would be on my pussy, or whether I could stand it, so-so I chose my-my breasts, punish me on my breasts please!”

 

“Ok!”, I said, pressing her head down, “But first I want to feel your mouth around my cock, then your asshole”

 

It was another two months before I saw her again, I had been out of the UK on business. I sent her a letter saying when I would be returning, but received no reply and so thought she had decided it had been too much for her. I arrived back the flat at midday. It was a few hours later in the afternoon when the bell rang and Teirie stood on the doorstep, a bag at her side. I motioned for her too enter and with a quick kiss followed her into the lounge. I offered to take her coat, she shook her head. “No! Not yet!” she looked nervous. “ I have left my husband!” she blurted out, “I-I want to be with you!” She looked up at me “Do you want me?” she asked.

“I don’t know, do I want you?!” I answered. I could see her face go white as I spoke.

She dropped her coat, under it she was naked apart from a lace ‘French’ knickers, suspender belt, stockings and shoes. That was not the most surprising thing though. She cupped her hands under her breasts and lifted them towards me. “I-I had them d-d-done for you!” she said. Both nipples had been pierced and fitted with rings. “That’s not all”

 

She pushed the knickers down over her hips. Letting them slid down her legs to the floor, her sex was shaved and a tattoo decorated her mound ‘SLUT’ it said, in heavy black lettering. There was a glint of gold between the folds of her cunt. She opened her legs and showed me the rings piercing the hood of her clit and both cunt lips. Sliding down to her knees “I AM your slut!, you can do anything you want, I’ll do anything you want, if you take me I will do whatever pleases you. You can come in my anus, my mouth my pussy, over my face, anywhere!” She slid to her knees wrapping her arms around my legs. “You can urinate in my mouth and I’ll swallow it! I’ll suck your penis clean after you’ve used my anus, an-and-and you-you can use my m-m-mouth as-as your to-toilet! If-if you want.”

I Looked down at her, “ Do you mean I can shit in your mouth?” I asked. She nodded dumbly. “Will you eat it?” she looked up. “I-I-I don’t know if-if I c-can! I might vomit again!” she admitted, ‘But-But you can punish me if I do, can’t you… You-you can punish me anywhere you want.. On my breasts. On my pussy, My belly, legs, thighs, back.. anywhere” she gushed, desperate to please. “I’m wearing the ‘But-Plug’ you bought, I’ve been wearing it every day since I left my husband.” Turning round on her knees, she reached back and pulled her buttocks apart to show me the :butt-plug’ protruding from her asshole. “Take it out and suck it clean!” I told her. She smiled nervously over her shoulder, “Yes! Yes of course! Whatever you want.” Reaching between her legs, she tugged the plug out of her asshole, it exited with a soft sucking sound. It was wet with her ass juices and a lump of her shit clung to the tip. She looked directly into my eyes and slowly licked the lump shit from the plug and swallowed it, then just as slowly and purposely licked the plug all over, cleaning her juices from it. “Now! Do you believe I’ll be your toilet and your slut?” she asked.