Chapter 1

Sara fumbled with the camera, trying to fix it in such a way that it would not be seen on the interior of the stool. It had become somewhat of an obsession for her to film former adult female using the populace beach facilities over the past tense 3 months.
It had started when she had walked in on her roomy Victoria after a long night out. They had only just moved in and to celebrate they had gone out for a nighttime on the Ithiel Town. She had enjoyed getting to know the tall, lightly tanned, blond female child who was to be her new roommate for the next 6 months. Sara couldn't help but compare herself to Victoria Falls, where Victoria Falls was tall Sara was mean, where she was tanned, Sara was pallid white and more in all likelihood to burn than tan, and Victoria Falls with her long blonde hair's-breadth gave off an inviting party vibration while Sara was generally quiet her brunette hair never standing out in a crowed. She had never really liked clubhouse preferring to detain home and sentry movies or dally games, and she had always hated guys hitting on her. She wasn't a lesbian but certainly bi sexual and the idea of random guys at Browning automatic rifle and nightclub was just a turn off for Sara. Despite all this she did take in a good time out but after fun few time of day in the local order and knowing she had employment the succeeding day Sara went home early on leaving her new friend out to party. Victoria had opted to outride so she might get the fortune to meet some of the local beach boys.

A little after 2am she woke to the loud sounds of person knocking over something in the kitchen. Getting up out of bed in her long shirt which was more like a attire Sara opened her door just a sally suspicious of robbers and not wanting to be seen.
What she saw was Victoria squatting with her stage afford wide over the sink, she had taken off her skirt but her bright pink step-in could be distinctly seen as they stood out against Victoria Falls's tanned cutis. Before Sara could say a word a small dark patch began forming on Victoria's scanty. The dingy spot began to grow until a operose dribble was falling from the framework into the sink. Taken aback by what she was seeing Sara slid back behind the room access she had opened. Her middle began racing and she found her hand lightly rubbing her vagina through her pj shirt. The thought of seeing her new Friend in such a vulnerable lieu had suddenly appeared as a thrilling and arousing as anything she had ever seen on the internet. Peering through the slightly opened doorway she watched as the trickle became a firm stream, splattering and falling into the sinkhole with a few drop hitting the bench around it.

Sara's hand began rubbing harder and faster as she began to imagine what it would be like to be under the stream. The thought of being so submissive and so deprived that she would have to fuddle someone else's piddle, becoming so firm that she was having trouble keeping quiet as she softly whimpered as her hand began to really work her hill with experience that only came from years of masturbating at menage over socializing.

Just as Sara felt on the brink of climaxing, her hand rubbing furiously as she bit into her shirt to stop herself from being too loud. Victoria Falls abruptly stopped. Her bladder now empty she drunkenly stumbled off the kitchen counter. Not taking very much care to avoid dripping onto the bench or floor, she stumbled towards her room turning off the kitchen visible radiation as she entered the hallway. With a quiet sigh of disappointment Sara moved to progress to for sure that she would not be seen through the crack in her door. As capital of Seychelles stumbled past Sara's elbow room she began to discase throwing her already removed chick into the washing hamper in the student residence. Followed by her shirt, lacy pink bra and finally her soaking pink panties. Slowly and quietly peeking through her door Sara saw her now raw roomie shamble into her room and close the room access with a loud bang.

Frustrated out of her psyche by the deficiency of release, and emboldened by her curiosity or maybe the fact she had found her new fantasy of imbibition Victoria Falls's peeing so arousing. Sara slowly opened her threshold and quietly crept towards the laundry hamper, in the dark it was severely to secern which clothes were what, but after a few seconds of shuffling apparel around she touched on something damp.
Quickly returning to her room Sara closed her door and sat on her bed with the wet panty. Taking a deep breath of the fumes coming from the scanty she began masturbating with her other hand. The olfactory perception coming from them was intoxicating, filling her judgement and letting her helping hand run its will on her snatch. She began picking up the yard working herself up to a orgasm while sniffing the smell of her new friends urine from the soaking panty. Stealing herself for a import to execute her oddity she placed the crotch of the scanty in her mouth and sucked. The taste was somewhat sour, and musky and a little bit familiar. But despite the unpleasantness of the taste, she needed more. The foulness only adding to her arousal. Imagining herself limit and helpless, humiliated and forced to suck the gilded liquid from her Friend's puss. Picking up the gait she sucked in more, some dribbling out of her mouth and down her chin as she struggled to retain the sickly-sweet liquid without the use of her hands, which were both working furiously on her cunt at this point. Her eubstance convulsed in a short muscle spasm as she reached the peak of her climax. Taking the pantie in her deal and showing a bit more hardihood that she had not thought herself capable of. Sara began to rub the wet fabric on her slit. The new sensation bringing new waves of pleasure to her consistency as to convulsed into an even unattackable orgasm. She continued this for hours working herself up to ever increasing pleasure while fantasizing about being slavish to other woman in direction that she had never before persuasion about.

Chapter 2
The future morning, she awoke to the sun streaming into her window hitting her half raw strain and illuminating the pink objective of close night's fun still clutched in her mitt. Looking at the clock she realized that she only had 30 minutes to be at work. Shoving the now dry garden pink panties under her pillow she got dressed and dashed out the room access to work.

The day went slowly, as she remembered the night before. The mere thought of what she had done broadcast shivers of fervor through her torso. Looking down between her legs she noticed a dampish bandage growing on her dungaree as she re-lived the dark through her day dream. Slowly rubbing the bit between her legs she bit her lip. Stifling a light whimper she rubbed operose and faster building her culmination, just as she could feel herself on the brink of exaltation she realized what she was doing. Masturbating in her cubiform in the office was a adept way to lose her job. Shocked with how often she had lost restraint of herself Sara rushed off to the bathroom.

As soon as the cubiform door were closed she began working herself up again taking her jeans off and pulling her slightly soaked step-in down to clear better access. The dirty paries and flooring of the lav only adding to her excitement. As she began rubbing harder. The audio of the former cubicles being apply fueling her imagination as the audio of piss dribbling into the bathroom filled her mind. The esthesis between her legs and her growing fantasize edifice so a great deal her peg began to quiver and her dead body shake as she lost control of herself. Her bladder began emptying itself violently over her bridge player as she shook with pleasure. Taking her wet hand Sara began licking it off as she finished emptying herself into the toilet.

And so, her days continued in this fashion exploring her new fetish with ardour she spent her nights with her roommates stolen panty and her daylight masturbating in the ladies bathroom. Even becoming so boldface as to pinch in her deep brown cup from her desk to fill it up with her own sweet tasting urine in her toilet geological fault. Her co-workers never suspected what she was doing, and although Queen Victoria had once commented on the disappearance of her panties, she concluded she had been too drink to think back what happened to them, for all she knew she might of thrown them at some boy to diddle a jocularity or to get attending.

While all this activity had been thrilling, and satisfying, it was never enough. She needed more, and deep down Sara yearned to be used and abused as mortal's pot. The thought of the mortification alone often enough to station her to the bathroom to run out her throbbing kitty-cat. It was through this actualisation that she had come up with the theme of hiding a camera in the local beaches bathroom.

She concluded that every weekend she would set out early on on the Sat aurora to set up her devious avocation, filming until Sunday evening just before the toilet closed. In truth it was not difficult to hide a tv camera in this bathroom the seat in query was just a furbished hole leading into a pit that collected the wastefulness and was emptied every Monday by the local urban center council. This had proven to be a rather fruitful try as over the past few months she had recorded chiliad of cleaning woman using the adeptness and had spent many hours in her elbow room pleasuring herself to the footage.

Chapter 3

This weekend was like many others in the past months, she had gotten up early on the excuse of a dawn jog. Made her way to the wash room to fix her camera in the toilet as she had many former times. Briefly indulging herself for a moment before getting to solve on the photographic camera, she knelt in front man of the toilet. Taking cryptical breaths of the putrid smell she had come to associate with pleasure she began rubbing herself and letting her brain run over her usual fantasies of adulteration and abasement. This continued on for a short time before she shuddered and decided to get back to work.

Fumbling with the tv camera she began the task of fixing it to the fanny lip of the seat. Unbeknownst to her an interloper had opened the unlocked door quietly as she masturbated. A click and a penetrative pain in the spinal column of Sara's head soon followed. shadow encased her as she lost consciousness, the last thing she saw a red-haired adult female standing over her.

Struggling to act Sara slowly regained her consciousness. Her hands were tied behind her back, with a small chain linking them to her now bound mortise joint, her mouth have got capable with a large ring gag that made her jaw ache, her brown hair painfully in a tight ponytail, and her clothe in a neat pile in front of her. As the dizziness receded she realized that she was bound naked on the cubical flooring. affright seized her as she gathered her bearings, terror of assault and vilification flashed inside her psyche and a sleek wetness began to form between her pegleg as she felt her inner desires for these matter leaping forward in her psyche.

Looking up beyond her clothes she saw the red-haired girl."Ah you're awake you pervert."She said as she bent down to pick up Sara's wallet. Reading the pocketbook table of contents, she continued"I know who you are now Sara, and I know you have been the one filming fair sex using the bath. I noticed your camera a few calendar week ago and I've been watching the comings and leaving of this lavatory ever since. You are the only if one who has come before the camera is installed and after the you have been camera the photographic camera is gone. Now that I've caught you I'm going to take you pay for spying on me you sick pig."

Sara could only moan loudly through her gag. The nothingness rushed out of her as a boot landed squarely between her ribs, her small unornamented b-cup breasts jiggling slightly from the encroachment of the blow."It would be wise not to cause attention to yourself proper now."Said the Red haired girl,"here is how its going to figure out. You are my property now, and you will do exactly as I say or I will expose you as the sick roll in the hay you are, infer ?"Sara could only nod concord, knowing full well that if this was to make out out she would be put in prison and her animation would be over as far as her friends and family were concerned.

Through all that she couldn't assistance but find slightly turned on at the candidate of being owned by someone to be at their disposal and notion."My name is Evelyn, but from now on you shall shout out me mistress."Evelyn said in a harsh and commanding tone that brokered no dissonance from Sara who nodded vigorously. Opening her backpack Evelyn pulled out a rather large vibrator, pulling Sara up to kneel with her helping hand still bound to her ankles Evelyn roughly inserted the vibrator into Sara's now wet cunt, attaching it to a belt around Sara's thigh to clear sure it didn't fall out."Since you seem to enjoy watching women relieve themselves I thought a profane hard worker like you might enjoy a weekend cleaning up after them."Said Evelyn as she picked up Sara's wearing apparel and dropped them unceremoniously into the hole. As the clothes disappeared into the black cesspit below with a balmy thud, Sara felt all hope of escapism weakness as she slowly came to realize the gravitational attraction of what was happening. She was trapped, if she called out for help the embarrassment alone would toss off her, not to mention the potential charges the constabulary would set down on her, she would certainly miss her job, and she even wondered what her roomy would do if she knew what a pervert she was Victoria would not be happy.

"So I'm going to release your gag and lower you into the pit under the toilet, my hard worker. Of course your workforce, and legs will still be bound. But I expect this muddle to be clean on Monday when the council comes to empty it. Who knows what will bechance if it is not, I suppose there's always a chance you might drown in it if you don't do a sufficient job of cleansing. After all this week is set to be the busiest of the summer with all the college students on break, I'm sure you will have your employment cut out for you. And if you think for one second that yelling for help down there will save you, you would be wrong. If you think I'm angry at you imagine how pissed off all the other fair sex would be if the learned about you."Evelyn exclaimed with a laugh at her pun. Bending over Evelyn reached to the vibrator and turned it on, which elicited a easy groan from Sara. It was set strong enough to make torture to the poor female child but not stiff enough to actually offer any release. Removing the gag however brought forward some tears and soft pleas of clemency from Evelyn's new striver."If you can't keep on quiet I'm sure I could always put the gag back on you, I'm sure that will avail you stay on comfortable."Evelyn chided to her captive. Sara stifled her tears and began to step down herself to her situation. The last thing Evelyn removed was the chain between Sara's hand and articulatio talocruralis, this allowed Sara to load out a petty but still kept her firmly bounds in handcuff with her hands behind her back and her legs cuffed together at her feet.

Helping Sara up Evelyn began the task of lowering her slave into the potty, her stage going in first heedful not to knock the vibrator out, Sara was sat on the edge with her legs in the hole. With one last feeling at her new proprietor Sara was roughly pushed into the hole, falling a myopic distance into the slimy inside of the pit, without her hands to catch her fall she fell into the already small puddle of brownness and golden liquid that had formed the behind on the pit."haha spirit like you have your workplace cut out for you already slave."Evelyn called from up above while fiddling with Sara's camera turning it down into the hole to cinema her hard worker. Without the use of a blowlamp it would be near inconceivable to see Sara even with her pale white tegument, her brown hair's-breadth seemed to immix into the desktop even with the luminosity. But after adjusting her middle to the darkness of the hole she peered in to see her knuckle down turning herself just, covered in the foul muck that had covered the stone pit level. Satisfied that her slave would not be discovered if she did not alarm those using the toilet Evelyn commanded her to sit up so that she could help clean her off before leaving.

Sitting up straight Sara looked up at her captor, her eye glistening with snag as she wondered what her life had come to. The fetidness of the pit seeping into her very being as blackness ensued the pit from above as Evelyn sat down. A few free fall began to fall down onto Sara. With no way to get by the cloudburst and wishing to be destitute of the muck that now covered her front body from her knee joint to her cervix Sara leaned towards the shower that fell from the minuscule crack of light from between the redheads legs. urine began to spray heavily from Evelyn's cunt dripping from her red pubes onto her slave below. Sara began to use the deluge to wash away herself off and despite the care and business at how quickly she had lost her life to this woman she was slowly becoming aroused by her situation she even began to drink some of it. The taste of it was strong and musty almost like Victoria's which Sara had grown to know. Despite the humiliation she felt, deep down Sara had never been so turned on in her life history, her flow position was all she had ever dreamed of and more and all she had to do was render to it. She spluttered spilling the precious liquidness as she tried to live with, as a groan escaped her even though the vibrator was not strong enough to cause and release she had indeed felt some from the thought of submitting to this evil char. Suddenly the stream stopped and despite herself Sara felt a footling disappointed, the vibrator an unbearable reminder of how wake she was.

"That's all for now slave. I'll be back to get you on Dominicus evening, be good until then and I might even reward you."Evelyn said as she got up and began to leave behind. Opening the door of the cubelike she was greeted by the sun now almost fully risen, and the sight of the world-class cars pulling up to the car car park. Surfboards and adolescent leaving the railway car. A blonde girl in her 20 's came running from one of the car and asked her which way the women's sewer was. Evelyn replied pointing to the small hut that held her captive. The girl ran off towards the bathroom obviously busting from a yearn trip from her campus to the beach.

With a wicked smiling Evelyn walked off to her own car with Sara's billfold in her knapsack and using the pervert own photographic camera to picture the coming weekend left a tingle in her crotch that left her almost wishing her filthy slave was with her then to satisfy her needs. It was going to be a long break for her new slave and she had a lot of work to do to earn sure that no one questioned her missing