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Full time oral slave. (M+F, scat, ws, cumeating, bdsm, best, humil)

The ad in the swingers and BDSM magazine said:

\"Wanted - full time live in oral servant. Can financially support successful candidate, but must carry out *all* oral duties for 12 or more hours a day. Experienced slave preferred, with no ties.\"

Well, I am definitely experienced, and the asterisks around the *all* intrigued me - I can be quite orally nasty. I had recently left my job, and was considering going abroad for a year or two, but this sounded more interesting. I sent my pictures and a brief bio to the PO Box, and a day later got a reply by email, and this was followed with a brief, formal telephone interview. After this I got another email telling me I would be brought to an address for a final interview, which if I was successful, would mean moving in straight away.

I packed a small bag, left the rest of my meagre belongings with my flatmate, and climbed into the black limo they had sent. The house appeared to be quite a way into the country, and an hour later I got out of the car and surveyed the house. It was a huge Victorian place, in quite a few acres of grounds, with a driveway miles long. Clearly the owner was not short of cash.

I rang the bell, and heard someone approach, and look through the eye hole. More shuffling, and an older gentleman, probably early 60s, presumably a butler opened the door, but stood squarely in the doorway, keeping me out.

\"Yes?\" he asked curtly.

\"I've come for the interview\", I tried to smile at him.

\"For what position?\", he asked.

I didn't really know what to say here, I suspected he knew, but I said \"Er, its responding to a telephone interview yesterday?\"

\"Ah yes, the mouth\", and as he said that he unzipped his fly, and to my amazement, his large, semi hard cock dropped out. Without speaking he pointed down, not moving, and I assumed this was part of the interview. I dropped to my knees, half in the doorway, half out and pushed my mouth onto his cock, moving my face up to engulf it completely. He stayed silent as his cock hardened, and I started mouthfucking his crotch. Whilst I served I heard more rustling, and out the sides of my field of vision I saw what looked like three more men behind and besides him. I carried on sucking hard as I heard zips undone, and the familiar sound of guys jerking off around me.

The butler, without any warning or sound, suddenly started cumming, and what felt like an awful lot of backed up spunk filled my mouth. My cheeks bulged as I swallowed fast, still sucking hard, loving the taste of his cum. He shot a few more thick strands into my mouth and shuffled a little more. I assumed I would lick him clean, but as he pulled his wet cock out, before it was more than an inch out of my mouth another man stepped forward and, already hard, used my spunk filled throat as a lubricated hole to fuck. I tried to look up, but he was ramming in and out pretty fast, so I concentrated on sucking, feeling him deep down my expanded throat. This carried on for a few minutes as I heard others arriving, and I suddenly realised that the *all* meant all the people here. The second guy started shooting, and held my head deep in his crotch as I heard him shout \"Fuck!\" and fill my mouth. As he came out I tried to look around, and probably saw 10 or 20 people now, the large hall still filling with servants, groundskeepers, kitchen staff... My mouth was quickly filled by another anonymous, already hard, wet cock.

After nearly 3 hours of this, I realised my knees were a little sore, and I had sucked off around 40 men - some of them may have been return visits, because I never really saw any faces. As the last guy finally shot his load in my throat, I swallowed and suckled, licking him clean, and he stepped away, the butler now standing behind him.

\"Follow me\" he said, and turned. I got up quickly, licking my lips and followed, hoping I'd passed the test!

I was lead into a large room, from the looks of it a media room. Several comfortable chairs, some large sofas at the back, and a huge screen at the front. All very spacious and plush. The butler led me to the back of the front row, and told me to \"climb in\".

I was slightly confused, and looked down at a strange mattress arrangement with velcro straps at the side, on the floor. As I looked around I saw that the front seat was actually shaped like a commode, a large, leather padded commode, but with an enormous hole in it. Underneath I could see the same mattress I could see behind it, and I started to understand. This was a rimming stool, but no ordinary stool - this was the most comfortable, luxurious one I'd ever seen, clearly designed for the comfort of the master, but also so that the slave could lie comfortably for long periods of time.

The butler slid the mattress out - it was fixed on some sort of trolley for access. I knew what was required of me, so I knelt down, and crawled in, shuffling along on my back. The butler helped me in silently, and as I had suspected he would, started to close the straps, tightening them first around my legs, then strapping my arms to my side, and then strapping one across my forehead. There was a pillow under my neck to raise my head to a comfortable, and I suspect, carefully calculated height.

I was now immobile as he slid the tray back in, and I slide under the seats, now part of the furniture. My field of vision was poor, my face inches from the seat bottom, looking up at the ceiling. I heard the butler move, then look down into the hole at my face and nod.

To my surprise he walked away, and I felt suddenly trapped and alone. I was now trussed up like a mummy, my mouth being the only part of me I could really move, and although I thought I had a pretty good idea what was coming, I was nervous.

I was however, supremely comfortable; the mattress and pillow were memory foam, and there was pumped air conditioning under the seats, making it nice and cool, and very well padded. Someone had clearly put in serious money and thought when they built this.

I lay there, comfortable but alone for what seemed like hours, but was probably only 20 or 30 minutes, and then heard movement, and it seemed like the screen came on. I heard what I thought was a sports channel, and a man and woman's voice, and could see them walking in front of the seat. I think I heard someone say something like \"you go first\" and I looked up, eagerly, expecting my new master, but suddenly saw a woman's crotch descending! My first time serving in this seat was going to be as a bisexual mouth it would seem. I got the briefest of glimpses of a short skirt around a neatly trimmed pussy, with obviously no underwear, and the lady's buttocks spread as she sat over my face. The angle and design was perfect, and as I lay there, my chin and mouth was completely covered with warm, slightly moist pussy.

I knew what was expected of me and started lapping back and forth, the slight movement I could make allowing me to lick from the lady's moist opening to her clit, and I heard her moan quietly above me. As I licked and lapped, her pussy opened slightly, and I could clearly taste semen in there; this lady had been recently fucked, and was using me to douche herself clean. I really had no problem with this, and I sucked hard, tasting mixed pussy and semen as whatever juice was in there started to flow. I swallowed, still sucking, thinking that this pussy had been fucked by more than one guy, or else that guy was a fucking marvel - there was a lot of cum flowing.

I felt her clit extend further, clearly enjoying my service, and then heard a mechanical sound as the mattress and tray suddenly moved back a few centimetres. Clearly the seat was fitted with a control, and my mouth now moved under her puckered asshole, nose now up in her pussy, just far enough out to breathe, but definitely breathing in cummy, pussy scented air!

As I started licking her little anus, squeezing my tongue in and out, she opened slightly, and I rimmed further, then suddenly tasted it again... Oh wow, her ass was full of spunk too! The slut had been filled up before using my face, but her ass must have been overflowing, because I had to swallow fast and often to drink the thick semen that poured out of her musty asshole. As I swallowed and sucked, vacuuming her asshole, I shuddered and shook, I was having an orgasm at being used this way. I heard laughter and conversation above, and as I felt the last of the cum ooze out of her rectum, the mechanical sound started again, and I was back on her swollen little clit. I licked and tongue flicked it, faster and faster, no stranger to licking other girl's clits, and she pushed down hard on my mouth, moaning quite loudly above. She stayed perfectly still, shuddered and got up, having orgasmed on my face and now finished with me.

For the first time I saw what I assumed was my master; a mid 30's, clean shaven, dark haired man, looking down at my wet face, my lips covered in pussy juice.

\"Good day, whore. I am your owner. Ms Franks here is my hooker, and as requested has spent the last day fucking as many people as she can, for free, purely for the pleasure of having me watch you suck out and drain dozens of loads of stranger's semen from her pussy and ass. You see, whore, I get off watching you swallow, and I can afford to source it all sorts of ways for my pleasure. There is a series of pinhole cameras in there with you, so we can watch you gulping it down on the screen out here.\"

He then held up a 2 litre bottle, like a plastic coke bottle but with no label, and it was full of what looked like cum! Thick, mixed, globules of cum, with a thumb valve on the neck of the bottle.

\"This, for instance is horse semen, and you're about to drink 2 litres of it while my friends and I watch you on the big screen.\"

There was no questioning, no checking with me, I clearly had no choice here - I thought about protesting, after all this was fucking horse cum, but suddenly this gag was lowered onto my face, snapping to the velcro behind my head, pulling my mouth open and sealing tight on my lips. It did not cover my nose, so I could still breathe, but it was definitely designed so that anything poured into it had nowhere to go other than my mouth. To various jeers and cheers, the bottle was lowered and clicked into place onto the gag, and then with a 3...2...1 countdown, the valve was released.

A flood of cold, thick horse spunk whooshed into my mouth, filling it instantly, my cheeks bulging, I held it there, thinking hard, and realised that anything I spat up would only go back into the bottle above, and I don't think the bottle was going to come off until it was empty.

\"Oh god\", I thought, \"I am going to have to drink nearly 4 pints of horse jizz!\"

I saw my owner above me, lean in... \"the trick is to cover the bottle with your tongue until you're ready to swallow the next mouthful. Regulate your consumption\".

I moved my tongue through the cold, viscous semen and felt the bottle entrance, putting my tongue over it, and swallowed hard, gagging and choking a little, noisily drinking my first large mouthful of equine seed. I heard cheers above, clearly they were watching this on the screen, but my owner's advice seemed to help, I now released a little on my tongue and a more manageable amount poured into my mouth, and I swallowed again. Drinking 4 pints of anything is hard, but 4 pints of thick, cold animal jism is especially difficult, and was going to take a long time. I resigned myself to it, and gulped and swallowed, mouthful after mouthful, some of it almost thick enough to chew. After an hour or so I had probably just under half left, and I heard several zips above me, my poor field of vision just showing legs and what looked like guys kneeling.

I assumed they were going to wank off in the bottle, as the bottom of it had now been removed, but to my surprise, 2 or 3, or possibly 4 guys started pissing, urinating into a bottle of horse cum, in my mouth! I heard guys shouting things like \"this'll make it easier to swallow\" and \"I wonder how we get the horse to do this next time!\", and I knew I needed to swallow again. The horse semen was now mostly warm piss too, much thinner but admittedly easier to swallow, so I started gulping and drinking it, almost as fast as the guys were filling it. The taste was unique, guy's warm urine and horse's cold cum. As it started to thin out, and I burped up the last of the piss and horse cum, the bottle and gag were removed, allowing me to move my jaw, feeling it ache slightly.

By now it must have been late, I heard the guys leave, apart from the butler who slid the mattress out and let me get up. My blouse was wet, and my face chapped, and I followed him without a word.

He led me to a large room at the back of the house, what looked like the pet's room, and took me into a corner. \"Lie on your back\", and I dutifully dropped, exhausted, to my back. A round leather harness was placed around my head, and I wondered what was happening, when the butler walked over a huge dog, a great Dane I think, and I started to get scared. Before I could get up, the dog, obviously well trained, moved over my face, and in an unbelievably quick movement, the butler lifted my head into the dogs crotch, yanking my mouth back open with the harness, and looped it over the dogs hind quarters, quickly tightening it. My mouth now had this fucking dog's wet cock in it, and my lips were mashed into his balls and crotch! Fuck, as he dog walked forward, I had to scrabble along the floor on my back, my face now part of this dogs backend!

\"Oh Jesus\", I thought, \"this is how they expect me to sleep!\", I reached up to try and free myself and felt two strong arms take mine, and tie them behind my back. I protested, loudly, but clearly no one could make out a word as my mouth was filled with great Dane penis.

I looked to the left and saw, through the dogs hairy crotch, my master.

\"Wolfie here is quite used to this, don't worry. He'll probably start humping, and usually he cums 5 or 6 times in the night, and pisses 3 or 4 times. He's not had a bitch for a few weeks, so I'd expect quite a lot of spunk to drink tonight. Once you're used to him we'll introduce you to the other dogs, there's 12 in all. Eventually, you'll serve them all\".

My master left and Wolfie curled up, with me struggling and moving into position halfway down him on my side. Almost as soon as he was settled, I felt his cock twitch and then a torrent of hot, acrid piss shot into my throat as I swallowed quickly, gagging and spluttering. As he pissed his cock hardened and went deeper into my throat and he started banging my face, actually fucking my mouth while still pissing. My eyes watered and I spluttered and coughed, and his piss trailed off, but never actually stopping, just becoming less and less spurts. Suddenly I felt him lock in my mouth and cum, great Dane piss and semen filling my mouth and throat simultaneously. I lay there, wet and messy, stomach full of piss and cum, from men, horses and now dogs, feeling bloated and full, and very, very perverted. I somehow drifted off to sleep, exhausted, to be woken by the dog shifting position, and therefore me having to shift with him, and then by more humping and swallowing, throughout the night. I lost track, but I think the dog came in my mouth six or seven times that night. By morning, I was a little less tired, but still quite full, with an aching jaw.

My owner came in, smiling, and watched the butler remove my dog harness, laughing as I gasped for my first batch of air which didn't smell of dog's crotch. My stomach distended, as I suddenly felt pain, the butler injecting me!! I started to protest, but the owner spoke.

\"Don't worry, it's a monthly injection, antibiotics, anti-sickness and vitamins, it will keep you from getting sick with the stuff you're going to live on. And today is less about volume, but more about throat work and oral limits, so you should feel less full at the end of the day. Come with me.\"

I rose to my feet, awkwardly, with quite a lot of trepidation, and followed the butler and the master, feeling dirty, reeking of dog piss and cum.

The owner looked back as he walked, \"normally, we would shower you in the morning, but smelling of animal jizz won't be a problem today.\" We walked outside the side of the house, across a stone floored patio area, and into an enormous outbuilding. I heard horses neighing and realised this was a stables, but it was enormous.

The owner looked over at me, sensing my thoughts. \"We run a large stud here, 60 horses. You met the staff when you arrived, and as you learned from that bottle of semen, they need to be drained often. Its actually a full time job, 60 horses each drained of semen 4 times a day. Today however, we'll focus on more 1 to 1 serving....\" He smiled as he trailed off.

We walked into the stables, a large machine in the corner shaped like the back end of a horse, and I recognised this as an insemination machine for artificially extracting horse semen. We were in a large open area in the middle of the stables. We went to a large bay, with a large black horse, a beautiful animal, which the owner stroked and petted as the butler fitted the saddle. However, as I watched I realised this was no ordinary saddle, it had a seat above as normal, but a sort of sling below, with various straps hanging down. I was puzzled, and intrigued, and slightly scared as I realised this harness was for me.

Two farmhands appeared and lifted me, holding me horizontal as the butler walked the massive horse towards me. As they brought me to the horse I saw that the sling had a sort of plastic tube, almost a foot long, and a similar mouth gag arrangement to the one I had been in all night. I suddenly realised I was going to be harnessed to a horses cock!

Before I could object, I was slid under the horse, my head facing towards his cock, and the gag, which was much larger than the one last night, placed at my lips. The harnesses were fastened, and the horse's flaccid, and thankfully fairly small cock was pushed into the wide tube as it clicked into my mouthpiece.

The owner looked me over. \"Good, you look comfortable. Now this is slightly different than when you serve dogs, it's designed for movement. The horse knows what to do; thats an insemination tube, the sheathing along his penis excites him, and pretty soon he'll start fucking it, and he'll grow well beyond the tube. It expands sideways but I'm afraid any length over the tube length will be in your throat. This particular horse, Baxter, is my smallest, and he's about 20 inches when he's about to cum, so you're going to have about 9 or 10 inches down your throat. We'll be out for a couple of hours, so I'll expect you'll get some enjoyment from him.\"

With that he got onto the saddle and I suddenly realised he was going out riding, with me under the fucking horse! We went out slowly into the stable, the horse's wet cockhead touching my lips, his large testicles banging into my eyes as we moved, and then we moved into the fields, and ran for a while, the movement on the sheath clearly exciting the horse as I felt his cock intrude into my mouth, pushing further in as we rode further. We stopped, and I heard talking, my owner had met up with some other riders, and they had all dismounted.

\"Baxter loves the first spurt of the day, and we always like to watch it, so I'd get ready if I was you, he doesn't take long\". I could see my owner and perhaps 4 or 5 others, men and women, sitting in the grass around me, the horse tethered to something, a fence I suspected.

The sheath's movement had definitely excited the animal, as it started bucking and neighing, and the harness was on some sort of gimbals, so that as the horse pushed his cock forwards, my head didn't actually move. I suddenly realised that this device was for the horse's pleasure, not mine. As I heard the spectators open some bottles, Baxter started thrusting wildly, and my throat exploded with pain, as all 10 inches of wide, hard cock rammed in mercilessly, in and out. I heard speaking as the people watching moved nearer, and I heard various comments, \"Oh look, you can see her throat stretching\", and \"she's very pliable isn't she, do you think she'll manage it without choking?\". Clearly they were not going to help if I choked, so I wriggled my head with the millimetres of movement I had, to try and get some air into my nostrils. The horse continued his frenzied humping of my face, my throat acting like his bitch, as he whinnied loudly and suddenly ejaculated a huge thick load of spunk into my mouth. My eyes watered as I gulped and spluttered, drinking down the strangely hot semen as fast as I could. My throat spasmed again and again as I swallowed, and crazily, and without warning, I started to shake, cumming with a violent orgasm.

As I shuddered, still drinking Baxter's semen, I heard one of the spectator's say \"Oh Richard, she's a keeper, the dirty slut is coming from swallowing your horse's jism!î

I sucked out the last of Baxter's seed, his wet cock thankfully loosening in my throat.

ìShall we see if she can take Beauty's load?\" I heard a woman ask.

I felt hands grabbing me and I assumed I was going to be moved to one of the other horse's cocks, but strangely, the harness was adjusted and altered and I seemed to be taken to a filly. As they manoeuvred me under the animal, I realised I would be strapped rather differently, and as they prepared the harness, a lady friend of the owner stepped up to me.

\"Beauty here is our prize filly, but she takes a long time to get pregnant, so Richard has his horses cover her. That's the term for horse mating my dear, and she gets it several times a day. Overnight, he's had 14 of his best Colts fill her up, so to speak, and you're the lucky lady who's going to see how much you can get out of her\".

I had never heard of anything like this, I was shocked. My legs were tied under the filly, with my waist bending under it's back and as I opened my mouth, the horses tail was lifted and I was rudely pushed, face first into the horse's huge, wet vagina. My nose was inside it's asshole, but just far enough out to breathe, but the smell was disgusting. As I was tightened into place, I heard my owner speak.

\"Beauty here has been leaking semen all morning, but if you want to get out of here in a few minutes, I'd suggest you suck, hard, because you're not getting off her until she's clean inside.\"

I felt the leakage as the horse's wide open pussy dribbled semen out into my mouth, and I knew I had to swallow. The semen from inside tasted very different to the fresh semen Baxter had just fed me, but it was still semen, and I started swallowing, and sucking, feeling quite a flow from the horse. I sucked hard as my master had suggested, and pretty soon I had sucked the filly dry, my throat no longer swallowing being enough to alert my master.

He smiled as the others clapped, \"Oh my, that *was* quick. You're very good at this, but I'm afraid your next little duty is not going to be pleasant, well, not for you. anyway\". The others laughed.

I was unsure of what he meant as my head was released, but instead of undoing my legs, they slackened the harnesses and moved me backwards slightly. As I started to realise what was happening, I protested, terrified, \"No, Oh God no, please, you can't be serious!\". I saw my owner smile as the horse's tail was lifted again, but this time my mouth was planted, much more tightly, with my lips covering this animal's anus. I tried to pull away but this was an incredibly tight seal, as the horse's dirty anus puckered and opened and closed, my lips were forced to do the same, as the seal was so tight.

My owner moved next to me, \"Beauty here excretes 5-10 pounds of manure each time she defecates, and she does this 4 or 5 times a day. However my dear, clearly 10 pounds of anything would kill you, so we have been starving Beauty for a few days, and this morning, we gave her a nice laxative. I would imagine there's probably only a pound or two of horse faeces coming your way, and my advice to you is chew. Fast. And swallow. Fast. If it backs up and blocks your nose, I'm afraid it won't be good for you. Don't worry though, Mary here knows how to massage the horse's abdomen and make it defecate, so you won't be there too long.\"

As I sat there, in this strange horse seat harness, mouth welded to a horses anus, I couldn't believe how disgusting this was, or that people would want to watch it, but I could hear glasses clinking, and they seemed to have set up a little table to enjoy the show. Mary, the owner, had not started her abdomen massage, but I could already feel something happening. I heard a gurgle in front of me, as did the others, and I felt the rim of the horse's anus widen, slowly, but into a large \"O\" shape, my mouth forced to contort into a matching shape.

I heard one of my owner's friends, \"Oh good, look, she's about to get fed\", and the huddled around, standing around the back end of the horse.

Beauty's ass lips opened wide, almost creaking, and my mouth matched it, and I braced myself as I felt an enormous, firm, wet ball of horse shit squeezed out of the horses asshole into my mouth, instantly filling it. Horse shit on my teeth, tongue and roof of my mouth. I knew I had to act fast, so despite the foul taste, I chewed it quickly, surprised by how chunky and warm it was. It tasted disgusting but, retching and convulsing, I swallowed the first load as a second started to pop out into my half full mouth.

\"She's eating it, look\" said Mary, and the other's cheered. \"Oh Richard, this one's a superb latrine, I think she's going to cum again, the little slut!\"

I tried hard to chew faster, knowing a lot more horse manure was on it's way into my mouth, and I knew I was fully degraded now, nothing more than a toilet for horses, and the thought of being watched, despite the hideous flavour in my mouth, made me shiver again, visibly. I swallowed again, eyes streaming, actually cumming while I ate more horse shit, lump after lump coming into my mouth coating my teeth and tongue, the vile taste all round my mouth.

I saw my owner smile, as he moved his face close to mine, watching me chew. \"Oh my, you're cumming whilst sucking out faeces from a horse, aren't you? Now that's perverse. I think I'll keep you\".

He watched intently, as I swallowed more and more, sucking out the last of the waste, and then, without removing me, the party broke up and someone, presumably Mary, rode the horse back to the stables with my face mashing in and over the horses asshole, my mouth cleaning it.

I was removed, coughing and spluttering and taken by the butler to a shower room, large with many different soaps and shampoos, douches and mouthwashes, and told to clean up. I spent a well needed hour in the shower, gargling, rinsing my mouth out, scrubbing myself clean. The butler came in as I showered, clearly not concerned about my privacy and left me my new clothes. These appeared to be a collar for my neck, wrists and ankles, and nothing else.

My owner came in, smiling. He talked about the arrangements, my own bank account which he would fill, and my total, 100% subservience. I would have days similar to day and yesterday, but others I would be allowed to enjoy alone, I would follow my master around the world, but the price I would pay for this luxury would be sucking and rimming him, his guests, his animals. While they slept, ate, played... whatever.

He asked what I thought. I knew my answer would define my life here.

ìPlease master. Could you let me suck on that insemination machine in the stable for the rest of the day? You said 60 horses, 4 times a day. It would be an absolute honour to swallow 240 loads of fresh horse spunk. I'm sure there's a way I can replace the collector with my mouth?î

He smiled. I was going to fit in perfectly.

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