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Permanent fixed human toilet part 4
🕑 Added 2024-11-09 11:00:07 +0000 UTCFor a long time, nothing happened above me. The indefinable dry mass was so frighteningly difficult to swallow and it kept making me cough. I hoped fervently that some of it would reach me and coughed myself dry. But even from my perspective, I could barely make out a sound.
Somehow I wanted to know what it was that was being disposed of inside me, but somehow I didn't want to. I was going through hell anyway, so what was I going to make it worse knowing what was in my stomach right now.
Above all, I wondered what time of day it was. It must have been late in the evening because it took so long for someone to come and use me again, or rather I was eagerly waiting for it because I was drying out and it felt like every swallow was getting harder and harder.
I asked myself how the world outside had developed. What did it look like above me? Was the bathroom still the way I remembered it? How did I even remember it? I was shocked to realize that day that I had forgotten an incredible number of things. People, places, all sorts of things.
What had possessed me to get involved in all this? Did Nadine perhaps think that I was already dead up there and would just rot in this prison, so that she even shat on my corpse in the conscience of my death? At first she didn't expect me to survive for long. But then my thoughts quickly turned to Nadine. I still had faint memories of this last human contact. How incredibly good she looked and how hot she had made me.
How long had it actually been since I had been aroused? I didn't know. Not really since I was in here. I hadn't felt any pleasure for ages, just sheer suffering. So resigned and finished with everything, exposed to this constant torment of excrement, I hadn't even thought about it.
But this changed right now. I had no taste in my mouth from this mass. No piss, no shit or other snot that I usually had to taste all the time.
It was a real treat, apart from the dry throat.
Something inside me made me think of the past. To get my head spinning. I had wonderful thoughts. I raved about the little bit of real life that I could still remember. Of women. Inevitably, I thought of the most wonderful person, who was also the most horrible person in my life. It was Nadine. The woman who had brought me here and tortured me as much as she could ever since.
But I didn't think about that. I was well on my way to finally having nice thoughts after such a long time, to being able to enjoy them without the disgusting taste, without crying for a day. And I thought about Nadine, her body, her face, her eyes and her hair. I dreamed of how everything could have turned out differently. How we might even have become a couple. How we could have kissed.
I got really into this idea and realized that something was stirring in me. If I could have laughed, that would have been the moment when I would have smiled. It was so beautiful in my imagination. I tried to hump against the restraints without success, but I didn't mind. I just got a boner and that was the most wonderful feeling for me in ages. I thought about Nadine lying above me, right on top of me, looking deep into my eyes and our lips slowly getting closer and closer. Her breath on my face, then she would get closer and closer. At any moment, our lips would longingly meet. We were almost touching.
Then something moist and papery hit my throat. Immediately afterwards, my mouth and throat filled with bitter piss and I choked. Torn from this wonderful dream without warning, I was immediately caught up in this merciless reality again. My boner couldn't even begin to form. I instinctively tried to catch my breath as I had swallowed and then remembered my disgust. Shortly afterwards I started to swallow, but I had to work very hard to hold the handkerchief in my mouth up with my tongue. This was the hardest part for me, choking down the pee without choking on the solids. There wasn't much pee, but it was all the more bitter and bitter for me. After the pee, I was able to choke down the snot cloth or whatever it was quite quickly and was alone again. After the last sip, I couldn't help but indulge in one of the most violent outbursts of tears I've ever experienced in this hole...
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After Kelly had rested after her violent orgasm and slept a little, she woke up again. The other two had left the house and she was alone. It was very late and she got up. She was horny again. She was thinking so intensely about this boy who was really there as part of the drain under the toilet. She came up with a nasty plan.
She didn't need to piss urgently, but she really wanted to now. Shortly beforehand, Kelly blew her nose several times in a handkerchief and took it with her. Once in the bathroom, she turned back and fetched a flashlight.
Well aware of the difficulties the victim would have in swallowing, she sat down on the toilet, held the full handkerchief between her legs and waited until she realized that she had swallowed every last drop.
would piss off for a second. She literally squeezed it out of herself. At the exact moment she thought she was going to pee, she dropped the tissue right down his throat, completely unaware that he was thinking of wonderful things and that she was destroying his only glimmer of light. No sooner had the handkerchief landed in the darkness of the drain and thus in his mouth than her urine leaked out of her. She knew exactly, very well in fact, that he would have problems swallowing at first while the solid part was in his mouth and she particularly liked that. She didn't wipe herself, but stood up and watched the spectacle with the flashlight. She watched closely as he took in more and more of her pee and then, with great effort, shredded the handkerchief with his tongue and swallowed it. As soon as it had all disappeared, she sat down on the glasses with her legs apart and rubbed her clitoris for the second time. There was no one around, so she let her own fingers bring her to climax not half a meter above his head. Unaware of the fact that he was in deepest mourning below.
About an hour later, Nadine and Jasmin came home. They used the poor man without so much as a thought for him. That night, he couldn't get himself together and was at rock bottom. To make matters worse, both Nadine and Jasmin got severe diarrhea from the snack bar they were in, which made the night and the next day all the more work for him.
For the next few weeks Kelly stayed, cured herself and made a habit of throwing a tissue, her toenails, hair or something else into him before pissing. She did it many, many, times over him and if she didn't have anything to dispose of before pissing in him, she simply crumpled up toilet paper so that it was just in his mouth as an obstacle and he had a harder time.
Kelly tried to get something out of Nadine in order to perhaps get a reaction. She teased Nadine more and more. Of course, this was to the chagrin of the victim in the bathroom floor, as he repeatedly received the contents of the vacuum cleaner, garbage in masses, even cleaning water and dirt swept up from outside. Nadine didn't seem to care until one evening Kelly couldn't take it any more.
She approached Nadine, who was sitting in the living room flicking through the channels....
Comments
robin hergott
wow amazing chapter, I'm so sad for him I sincerely hope he will have a good life at the end ^^
