Lone Stranger
10-30-2011, 1:10 PM
Cul-de-Sac Living
Part 2
By Lone Stranger
And continue she did. The next morning Vickie had to go shopping, but in the afternoon she found her way back to Stanley’s house the same as every afternoon from then on. At first she pretty much repeated the events of the first day. That is she would stand on Stanley’s face in her spike-heeled shoes while learning to balance on his face. Then she had him lick her sweaty stocking feet and finish up by making him lick her dirty asshole till it was sparkling clean.
She doesn’t know why Stanley let her treat him so. He knows that when she stood on his face for a long time he suffered terrible pain and he didn’t like it, but he felt compelled to suffer for her. And he definitely didn’t like taste or humiliation of licking her dirty aromatic feet or the disgusting habit of sticking his tongue in her strong flavored ass, yet he was powerless to deny this beautiful woman who tormented him so. No, Vickie didn’t know why he did these things, but neither did she care. All she cared about was that she seemed to have a power over him and she was enjoying herself. She felt as though if she could get him to lick out her dirty ass like he was eating desert, she could do anything.
It wasn’t long till she started to experiment with different things and she was very imaginative in thinking up new humiliations for Stanley or new ways to use her body to hurt cause him pain. At first she practiced standing of Stanley’s face everyday till she became very good at maintaining perfect balance on his face. A human face isn’t designed for someone to walk on, especially someone as heavy as Vickie wearing spike-heeled shoes, so Stanley’s face very quickly began to turn to mush. But Vickie didn’t care as long he offered it she was going to walk on it. It wasn’t as bad, though, when she learned better balance, she didn’t slip as much or have to stomp on his face as much to maintain her balance.
Then she began walking the full length of his body to learn to balance while walking on Stanley as well. She spent hours walking up and down his body and, of course, she stepped on his face every time. Sometimes she would just walk over his face turn around and walk down over him again and sometimes she just turned on his face by twisting around on one foot and then walking down him again. This twisting on his face hurt like hell and really mangled his face up good. But Vickie didn’t care about that it was fun to treat someone’s face like it really didn’t matter at all. She did this day after day till pretty soon she could walk all over him with out missing a beat, just like she was walking on a rug. She learned to maintain perfect balance. Of course her favorite part was still stepping or standing on his face. There is something so dehumanizing about just stepping on someone’s face like it is just a part of the floor that Vickie never tired of doing it.
The first time she walked down his body and stepped right on his balls Stanley not could hold back a scream of pain that Vickie was afraid would alert the neighbors. But rather than not walk on his balls, she just took off the panties she was wearing and gagged him with them. That was another thing that delighted her, knowing that he was tasting the drippings from her pussy and ass while she administered terrible pain to his balls. A lot of women would be embarrassed to let someone see their dirty panties. Stained with the secretions that seemed to be freely flowing when she tormented Stanley or the occasional skid mark that found its way to the seat of her panties. But Vickie relished in the knowledge that Stanley could taste her particular taste and, to her, the dirtier they were the greater the humiliation and therefore the better. So Stanley spent a lot of time tasting her dirty worn panties.
She usually got so excited when she was tormenting Stanley that she couldn’t hold off any longer so she would sit on the couch and have him kneel before her and put his head up under her skirt and eat her pussy till she orgasmed into his hungry mouth. But as much as this pleasured Vickie she didn’t like that Stanley seemed to enjoy this also. So she had to figure out a way to make it more humiliating for Stanley. Finally she came up with the idea of squirting a little pee into Stanley’s mouth every time she had as orgasm; a little spoiler for Stanley’s fun. First he got the taste of Vickie’s cum and then her pee. Pretty soon she was doing more than just a little squirt and as she saw how good it made her feel to humiliate him in this way. Before you knew it she was taking a full-blown piss in his mouth every time she had an orgasm. He struggled with it but pretty soon he learned to drink it all down although he never learned to enjoy it. Vickie grew quite fond of degrading him in this manner. Sometimes she got to pissing in his mouth even when Stanley was not eating her out. She just needed to take a piss and what better way than to humiliate Stanley as the same time.
One time she wasn’t dressed up in heels and hose, as was her normal custom. She wore a halter-top and short shorts and was bare foot. She had walked around her house all morning bare foot and then walked down to Stanley’s house in her bare feet. When she got there her feet were very dirty. She went into the kitchen and propped her feet up on the kitchen table inches away for a fresh cake she found there. She asked Stanley what was up with the cake and he told her his sister had made it for him for his birthday. She asked him what it tasted like and he said he didn’t know yet as he hadn’t tried it. Vickie said, “We can’t have that, can we?” and she dipped her dirty foot into the icing and offered it to Stanley and said, “Here have a taste!” Stanley licked the icing from her dirty foot and, while he got to taste the icing, he got an even bigger taste of Vickie’s dirty foot. Then she did it again, and again and pretty soon Stanley’s cake was covered in dirty footprints and Vickie’s dirty feet were licked clean and Stanley’s mouth was full of the taste of cake icing and Vickie’s dirty feet. The fact that she just wiped her dirty feet all over Stanley’s cake didn’t bother her at all; after all he was going to eat it, not her.
Probably Vickie’s greatest pleasure came from the humiliation of making Stanley lick her dirty ass. Not only did it feel good to have his soft warm tongue caressing her ass, but it was exquisite pleasure just knowing that she made another person eat out her dirty asshole. At first she would just present her ample backside to Stanley and tell him to lick it. He would take long tongue strokes up and down the crack of her ass, licking up all of the flavor that was present in her warm aromatic ass. Then he would settle down to licking out her asshole. Vickie found it particularly humiliating to make him push his tongue as deep as possible in her flavored hole and then scrub it out with his tongue till there was no flavor left.
Lately she learned it was more fun to sit full weight and naked on his face and make him lick out her asshole while she watched a movie on TV. It took a little practice, but she learned to sit with her asshole on his mouth and his nose breathing in the tight confines of the crack of her ass. His view, what there was of it was out of the crack of her ass. His sense of smell was busy with the air in the crack of her ass. His hearing was muffled by her ample ass cheeks spread out over his face. He felt the constant unyielding weight of her heavy hot ass mashing his face to mush. And his taste buds were constantly assaulted by the taste of her asshole, as he was required to keep his tongue inserted deeply in her asshole for the whole length of whatever show she was watching. If by chance Vickie felt the need to fart while sitting on Stanley’s face, she just did. It felt good to know she was farting directly into his gaping mouth. Vickie didn’t even consider how much Stanley was suffering, not that she would have cared. She just appreciated that he was suffering for her and sat back and enjoyed her show.
Vickie didn’t always go to Stanley’s house. Sometimes she had him come to her house, especially if she could get him to help with her housework. One time she was wearing designer boots with her usual spike heels and she stood on his face while she washed dishes in the sink for a half hour. One time, after she took a shower, she had him kneel in front of the bathroom mirror and she sat naked, with all her weight, on his up-turned face and made him tongue out her asshole for the whole time it took her to put on her make-up. Stanley thought sure his neck was going to break from her weight sitting on his face.
Still another time she wanted to clean the top of her window curtains. She didn’t want to get out a ladder and drag it around so she thought she would use Stanley. If she stood on his chest or face she wouldn’t be high enough and she didn’t want to stand on his shoulders because than was not humiliating enough. She was wearing her favorite pair of boots with the thin designer soles and the long narrow stiletto spike heels. She tried having him kneel and stand on his up-turned face, but after sliding off several time she decided that wasn’t going to work. She tried fitting her shod foot in his mouth and standing up on that, but try as she might she couldn’t get her foot deep enough into Stanley’s mouth to support her weight. Finally she took off her boots and stuck her sweaty stocking foot deep into his mouth, had Stanley kind of tilt his head back and just stood in his mouth with one foot and rested the other one on his face. This plagued Stanley something awful, but it worked. Stanley suffered, not only all of her weight on his neck muscles, but her weight kept pushing her foot so deep into his mouth that he could hardly breathe. And her foot being stuffed in her hot boots all morning made them taste very strong and the one on his face smelled strongly of foot sweat and nylon. And every time Vickie would wriggle her toes, Stanley would gag. But Vickie didn’t care about that, after all that what Stanley was here for. She had a lot of curtains to do and every time she moved Stanley to a new place she change feet in his mouth so her feet didn’t get too tired. After that she always used Stanley as a ladder when ever she wanted to reach something up high.
Another favorite of Vickie’s was laundry day. She would always separate her delicates (i.e. her dirty panties and worn stockings) from the rest of the laundry. While she was doing the rest of the laundry, she would have Stanley sit and pre-wash each pair of panties and dirty stockings in his mouth. Then she would finish them in the washing machine. Sometimes it took quite a while and tongue scrubbing to get the dried-on stains out. And Stanley’s tongue was so sore from scrubbing on dried-on pussy stains or skid marks it burned.
It seemed that since Stanley met Vickie he was always hard from being in such intimate contact with such a beautiful woman as Vickie. But it also seemed that he was in constant pain from her walking on him, or just standing on him usually in the stiletto heels she like so much to wear, especially his face, which she loved to walk or stand on. On sitting full weight on his face for hours at a time. In one way or another he was always painfully supporting her weight. And the taste of Vickie was always in his mouth. Whether it be her pussy, or her strong flavored ass, or her well perspired feet, or her piss, these tastes were constantly in his mouth. Even when Vickie wasn’t around he could still taste her varied tastes. He would dream of tasting her in his sleep, taste her with his breakfast, and in general he couldn’t get her taste out of his mouth ever.
But as bad as that was, it was about to get worse. Vickie was planning a gathering at her house for all the neighborhood women. The sort of a thing where you have a party to sell a bunch of cosmetics, and Stanley was going to be a feature event.
Part 2
By Lone Stranger
And continue she did. The next morning Vickie had to go shopping, but in the afternoon she found her way back to Stanley’s house the same as every afternoon from then on. At first she pretty much repeated the events of the first day. That is she would stand on Stanley’s face in her spike-heeled shoes while learning to balance on his face. Then she had him lick her sweaty stocking feet and finish up by making him lick her dirty asshole till it was sparkling clean.
She doesn’t know why Stanley let her treat him so. He knows that when she stood on his face for a long time he suffered terrible pain and he didn’t like it, but he felt compelled to suffer for her. And he definitely didn’t like taste or humiliation of licking her dirty aromatic feet or the disgusting habit of sticking his tongue in her strong flavored ass, yet he was powerless to deny this beautiful woman who tormented him so. No, Vickie didn’t know why he did these things, but neither did she care. All she cared about was that she seemed to have a power over him and she was enjoying herself. She felt as though if she could get him to lick out her dirty ass like he was eating desert, she could do anything.
It wasn’t long till she started to experiment with different things and she was very imaginative in thinking up new humiliations for Stanley or new ways to use her body to hurt cause him pain. At first she practiced standing of Stanley’s face everyday till she became very good at maintaining perfect balance on his face. A human face isn’t designed for someone to walk on, especially someone as heavy as Vickie wearing spike-heeled shoes, so Stanley’s face very quickly began to turn to mush. But Vickie didn’t care as long he offered it she was going to walk on it. It wasn’t as bad, though, when she learned better balance, she didn’t slip as much or have to stomp on his face as much to maintain her balance.
Then she began walking the full length of his body to learn to balance while walking on Stanley as well. She spent hours walking up and down his body and, of course, she stepped on his face every time. Sometimes she would just walk over his face turn around and walk down over him again and sometimes she just turned on his face by twisting around on one foot and then walking down him again. This twisting on his face hurt like hell and really mangled his face up good. But Vickie didn’t care about that it was fun to treat someone’s face like it really didn’t matter at all. She did this day after day till pretty soon she could walk all over him with out missing a beat, just like she was walking on a rug. She learned to maintain perfect balance. Of course her favorite part was still stepping or standing on his face. There is something so dehumanizing about just stepping on someone’s face like it is just a part of the floor that Vickie never tired of doing it.
The first time she walked down his body and stepped right on his balls Stanley not could hold back a scream of pain that Vickie was afraid would alert the neighbors. But rather than not walk on his balls, she just took off the panties she was wearing and gagged him with them. That was another thing that delighted her, knowing that he was tasting the drippings from her pussy and ass while she administered terrible pain to his balls. A lot of women would be embarrassed to let someone see their dirty panties. Stained with the secretions that seemed to be freely flowing when she tormented Stanley or the occasional skid mark that found its way to the seat of her panties. But Vickie relished in the knowledge that Stanley could taste her particular taste and, to her, the dirtier they were the greater the humiliation and therefore the better. So Stanley spent a lot of time tasting her dirty worn panties.
She usually got so excited when she was tormenting Stanley that she couldn’t hold off any longer so she would sit on the couch and have him kneel before her and put his head up under her skirt and eat her pussy till she orgasmed into his hungry mouth. But as much as this pleasured Vickie she didn’t like that Stanley seemed to enjoy this also. So she had to figure out a way to make it more humiliating for Stanley. Finally she came up with the idea of squirting a little pee into Stanley’s mouth every time she had as orgasm; a little spoiler for Stanley’s fun. First he got the taste of Vickie’s cum and then her pee. Pretty soon she was doing more than just a little squirt and as she saw how good it made her feel to humiliate him in this way. Before you knew it she was taking a full-blown piss in his mouth every time she had an orgasm. He struggled with it but pretty soon he learned to drink it all down although he never learned to enjoy it. Vickie grew quite fond of degrading him in this manner. Sometimes she got to pissing in his mouth even when Stanley was not eating her out. She just needed to take a piss and what better way than to humiliate Stanley as the same time.
One time she wasn’t dressed up in heels and hose, as was her normal custom. She wore a halter-top and short shorts and was bare foot. She had walked around her house all morning bare foot and then walked down to Stanley’s house in her bare feet. When she got there her feet were very dirty. She went into the kitchen and propped her feet up on the kitchen table inches away for a fresh cake she found there. She asked Stanley what was up with the cake and he told her his sister had made it for him for his birthday. She asked him what it tasted like and he said he didn’t know yet as he hadn’t tried it. Vickie said, “We can’t have that, can we?” and she dipped her dirty foot into the icing and offered it to Stanley and said, “Here have a taste!” Stanley licked the icing from her dirty foot and, while he got to taste the icing, he got an even bigger taste of Vickie’s dirty foot. Then she did it again, and again and pretty soon Stanley’s cake was covered in dirty footprints and Vickie’s dirty feet were licked clean and Stanley’s mouth was full of the taste of cake icing and Vickie’s dirty feet. The fact that she just wiped her dirty feet all over Stanley’s cake didn’t bother her at all; after all he was going to eat it, not her.
Probably Vickie’s greatest pleasure came from the humiliation of making Stanley lick her dirty ass. Not only did it feel good to have his soft warm tongue caressing her ass, but it was exquisite pleasure just knowing that she made another person eat out her dirty asshole. At first she would just present her ample backside to Stanley and tell him to lick it. He would take long tongue strokes up and down the crack of her ass, licking up all of the flavor that was present in her warm aromatic ass. Then he would settle down to licking out her asshole. Vickie found it particularly humiliating to make him push his tongue as deep as possible in her flavored hole and then scrub it out with his tongue till there was no flavor left.
Lately she learned it was more fun to sit full weight and naked on his face and make him lick out her asshole while she watched a movie on TV. It took a little practice, but she learned to sit with her asshole on his mouth and his nose breathing in the tight confines of the crack of her ass. His view, what there was of it was out of the crack of her ass. His sense of smell was busy with the air in the crack of her ass. His hearing was muffled by her ample ass cheeks spread out over his face. He felt the constant unyielding weight of her heavy hot ass mashing his face to mush. And his taste buds were constantly assaulted by the taste of her asshole, as he was required to keep his tongue inserted deeply in her asshole for the whole length of whatever show she was watching. If by chance Vickie felt the need to fart while sitting on Stanley’s face, she just did. It felt good to know she was farting directly into his gaping mouth. Vickie didn’t even consider how much Stanley was suffering, not that she would have cared. She just appreciated that he was suffering for her and sat back and enjoyed her show.
Vickie didn’t always go to Stanley’s house. Sometimes she had him come to her house, especially if she could get him to help with her housework. One time she was wearing designer boots with her usual spike heels and she stood on his face while she washed dishes in the sink for a half hour. One time, after she took a shower, she had him kneel in front of the bathroom mirror and she sat naked, with all her weight, on his up-turned face and made him tongue out her asshole for the whole time it took her to put on her make-up. Stanley thought sure his neck was going to break from her weight sitting on his face.
Still another time she wanted to clean the top of her window curtains. She didn’t want to get out a ladder and drag it around so she thought she would use Stanley. If she stood on his chest or face she wouldn’t be high enough and she didn’t want to stand on his shoulders because than was not humiliating enough. She was wearing her favorite pair of boots with the thin designer soles and the long narrow stiletto spike heels. She tried having him kneel and stand on his up-turned face, but after sliding off several time she decided that wasn’t going to work. She tried fitting her shod foot in his mouth and standing up on that, but try as she might she couldn’t get her foot deep enough into Stanley’s mouth to support her weight. Finally she took off her boots and stuck her sweaty stocking foot deep into his mouth, had Stanley kind of tilt his head back and just stood in his mouth with one foot and rested the other one on his face. This plagued Stanley something awful, but it worked. Stanley suffered, not only all of her weight on his neck muscles, but her weight kept pushing her foot so deep into his mouth that he could hardly breathe. And her foot being stuffed in her hot boots all morning made them taste very strong and the one on his face smelled strongly of foot sweat and nylon. And every time Vickie would wriggle her toes, Stanley would gag. But Vickie didn’t care about that, after all that what Stanley was here for. She had a lot of curtains to do and every time she moved Stanley to a new place she change feet in his mouth so her feet didn’t get too tired. After that she always used Stanley as a ladder when ever she wanted to reach something up high.
Another favorite of Vickie’s was laundry day. She would always separate her delicates (i.e. her dirty panties and worn stockings) from the rest of the laundry. While she was doing the rest of the laundry, she would have Stanley sit and pre-wash each pair of panties and dirty stockings in his mouth. Then she would finish them in the washing machine. Sometimes it took quite a while and tongue scrubbing to get the dried-on stains out. And Stanley’s tongue was so sore from scrubbing on dried-on pussy stains or skid marks it burned.
It seemed that since Stanley met Vickie he was always hard from being in such intimate contact with such a beautiful woman as Vickie. But it also seemed that he was in constant pain from her walking on him, or just standing on him usually in the stiletto heels she like so much to wear, especially his face, which she loved to walk or stand on. On sitting full weight on his face for hours at a time. In one way or another he was always painfully supporting her weight. And the taste of Vickie was always in his mouth. Whether it be her pussy, or her strong flavored ass, or her well perspired feet, or her piss, these tastes were constantly in his mouth. Even when Vickie wasn’t around he could still taste her varied tastes. He would dream of tasting her in his sleep, taste her with his breakfast, and in general he couldn’t get her taste out of his mouth ever.
But as bad as that was, it was about to get worse. Vickie was planning a gathering at her house for all the neighborhood women. The sort of a thing where you have a party to sell a bunch of cosmetics, and Stanley was going to be a feature event.