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Scat Chronicles I

slave training

I’ve been gone for a while serving master John with a fellow nigger slave. She’s technically my offspring but he calls her Charmin because her main job is to clean his filthy shit spackled ass. When he is done shooting a loaf in her pie hole she can wash it down with his yellow frothy piss. The other night Charmin had a yummy soft serve treat from Masters ass that ended in a beating because she threw up like a sick puppy.

I’m completely used to master John randomly launching a right hook into my eyes or kicking and stomping me on the ground. He’s weird like that. Charmin still begs and cries like a pathetic porch monkey which just pumps Master to go even further. I try to comfort her when it is her turn to get 75 strokes of the cane but when given the option of saving myself and torturing Charmin; I will always choose to be my master’s accomplice. I torture her cunt with needles and clamp her back nipples alongside my superior. when the master decides that she has suffered enough he will pacify her with his thick white cock. That always makes our banana log-eating ape feel better.

Of course, I’m down there with her licking what’s left over between Master John’s hairy cheeks. I love sharing and swallowing Charmin’s muddy spit as it trickles down John’s nuts and taint. When Master releases all over his two pet coons he locks us in our cage until he is ready to use us again.
I’ll be gone for a while again because I’ll be in my cage until Master John gets back from his date. Charmin and I will lick each other’s cunts and wounds waiting for Master’s return.


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