Chapter #12Student by: Carl   The wind being driven out of his lungs again he saw stars. The ball busting and watching him eat our Brandy had revved her up for another go herself. Right as she put her dark patch on his face the door of their dorm knocked again.
Brandy cursed, “Shit, who is it?”
From the other side of the door a voice responded, “It’s Shannon and I can hear you from down the hall!” Mildred and Brady both sighed in relief as Brandy opened the door. In walked Shannon, unlike the two women tormenting him she was not heavy set. In fact she was petite maybe 5 foot 4 and was skinny. She had dark ebony skin and a huge grin on her face. “You girls are having fun and I wasn’t invited, how you gonna leave your fellow sorority sista out in the cold like dat?”
The girls laughed and told her that the entire sorority was going to get to use him but if she wants to use him now she was more then welcome. Mildred had Douglass bring her to an orgasm and then let Shannon have a turn. She was lighter then the other two but she loved smothering! Her pussy was shaved and she used her slight body to suffocate poor Douglass. She got off from the smothering as much as she got off on the oral worship.
“Can’t breathe? Aww too bad white boy, suffocate!”
She brought him to the brink and each time he was sure she would knock him out she shifted or lifted slightly and he managed to suck in a brief whiff of air. As she neared an explosive climax she turned around and buried his nose up her asshole. He could breathe, a little bit, through his mouth as he continued to desperately lick. Shannon had grown sweaty as she rode him and a trickle of sweat ran down her back and down onto the bridge of his nose. As she came she ground down with her pussy and ass cutting off his air again.
Finally satisfied she staggered up and smiled a big grin. “Oh damn that was good.” Both of the other women wanted to try the technique of sitting on him reverse style with his nose up their ass and his mouth on their cunts. And then Shannon wanted another go. All the time he was wrapped up in the hot plastic unable to move a muscle. His jaw ached terribly, his balls felt swollen, and the earlier beating still stung. He was also completely dehydrated. The plastic wrap was overheating him terribly.
Knowing the danger he begged them after hours of oral servitude, “P-Please I n-n-need w-w-water.” Mildred immediately put her foot on his balls lightly and said, “Are you complaining again?” Afraid he shook his head no. Mildred laughed at the power she had. And just because she could she slammed her foot into his unprotected balls. Shannon said, “You know maybe we should get him a drink.” Mildred asked, “Why?”
“Because he asked for it and I have a special drink in mind.”
Intrigued Mildred said, “Let’s see whatcha got then girl.” Shannon straddled Douglass’s chest and said in a soft sweet voice, “We have been very mean to you and all you want is a little drink.” Douglass nodded. She had used him cruelly but at least she had some compassion unlike Mildred. She stroked his cheek delicately. “I can give you a drink but you have to be grateful for it. If you spill any then we will be mad. We could leave you like this all night.” Douglass responded, “I-I won’t s-s-spill any. I promise. Th-Th-Thank you.”
Her kindly face turned malicious as she said, “Open wide cracker.” Confused he opened his mouth and she moved forward placing her pussy right on top of his mouth. In a moment of clarity he knew what was about to happen and shook his head and tried to shout no. All three women laughed and Mildred reminded him, “Movin like dat will make you spill it and then you will be really sorry.”
Resting her weight on his mouth, Shannon also pinched his nostrils shut with her thumb and finger. A trickle of piss went into his mouth and soon it was a steady stream of bitter urine. Splashing into the back of his throat it burned as he desperately tried to swallow to keep up. Up above him Shannon was filled with glee as she used him as toilet.
“Oh my God I am actually pissing in a white boy’s mouth!”
At this point Douglass felt lower then dirt. His mouth had literally become her toilet. Her toilet. It was beyond comprehension that she could do this to another human being. His thoughts on the utter degradation he was suffering quickly turned to his more pressing need for oxygen. With his nose pinched shut and urine cascading down his mouth he couldn’t breathe. He tried to swallow as fast as he could and luckily for him the stream ended. She lifted up and said, “Now clean it up.” Licking the remaining drops he shed yet another tear at how low they had brought him.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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