Knowing Your Place: A Human Toilet Story: 1

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You gagged at the taste and smell but the magic, making you a human toilet, denied you the ability to cough it out. As I was swallowing mouthfuls of Morgan’s urine and menses with Erica standing full weight with one foot on my groin and one on my face squeezing my nose closed with her long slender toes, Morgan said, “Lemme do you a solid, this will take your mind off it,” and she began stomp-kicking her feet on my chest and yanking the leash hard to choke me. Morgan continued this goading for another 3 agonizing minutes, daring and taunting Erica into another hypnotic frenzy. I forgot to push his little penis down between his legs, and his urine stream did two things: It went up, hit the ceiling and dripped onto my hair, and it also ran down his legs, soaking his pants, socks and shoes.

Did I mention that I have an injured rotator cuff for which I’ve done twice-weekly physical therapy session for the past six months? Palo Alto is a rich city and my tax dollars should provide me with an adequate toilet when I need it at a park. It was a little disturbing to say the least that after her short indoctrination under Erica, she viewed the act of roughly wiping the soles of her sweaty itchy feet on my face as a ‘treat’ for me. However after what felt like an eternity alone in the dark with only his panicked thoughts for company he was then startled by the sound of female voices that appeared to be getting closer until they seemed to stop directly above his toilet. She then leaned in to me and said, “You wanna slap her around don’t you, just like that rapist that punched her in the mouth?

Abby added, “And while he is doing that, I will occasionally kick and slap his head with my feet from under this side of the table, just to remind him that I am second chair on this case, not him. I heard typing sounds, clacking of keyboard keys, then a printer’s hum, followed by Morgan saying, “Good, good, on the printer.

She looked to Erica, handed her the leash, and said, “Now slap his face with your foot and use the leash to keep him honest and prevent him from being a little sneaky coward skulking away. Erica’s legs were longer than Morgan and Abby and Grace, so eventually she extended one leg with the back of the shoe resting on my forehead, and placed the sole of the other shoe directly on the sole of the upturned sneaker that was over my face. As I stepped up my efforts to acquire air, Erica noticed and exclaimed, “Geez, you are really sniffing even harder. But centuries-old feudal, caste-based customs have allowed manual scavenging to persist, with communities facing barriers such as threats of violence, eviction and the withholding of wages if they try to leave the practice, said a report by HRW.Erica pulled even harder, slapped harder and began aggressively gouging and wiggling her long, powerful toes in my throat, tearing into my larynx and the top of my esophagus. When I tell people I’m a human toilet, they often say, “oh, that’s so convenient because you never have to worry about finding a bathroom in the cit in a pinch. Erica continued to yank the leash even harder now, and was violently, angrily jamming her foot into my throat, harder and deeper, and slapping me with the other foot with reckless abandon. She also had a very pale complexion, partly due to the fact that she seemed to be wearing very white coloured makeup which was in sharp contrast to her black lipstick and eyeliner.

Erica responded with a stomp, stomp, stomp and a big kick that knocked me clear onto my back, eliciting praise from Morgan, “Woohoo!

And it was quite clear that he liked the taste of my feet and almost seemed disappointed when he swallowed all my foot sweat and toe jam and couldn’t find anymore. It was now just him and the Gothic girl whose name he now knew as Jen left inside the cubicle, not that names really mattered in his current situation anyway seeing as how he was merely considered as part of a girls toilet now. I had gulped so much down that Morgan didn’t have to hold the tube high anymore and she sat on the edge of the desk with her foot soles on my chest. Morgan then untied the end of the leash from the arm of her chair that was affixed to my neck, handed it to Erica and said, “Here, you just need to give a tug on this if he gets lazy. Through pure abuse, he transforms Psylocke into a propaganda tool of such disgusting whoredom, she demoralizes the entire human race.

India has since Independence in 1947 enacted laws aimed at ending the practice of manual scavenging, which include commitments to modernise sanitation to end the manual disposal of faeces as well as outlawing employing anyone to do so. It’s the least he can do to help me provide you a little piece of mind, a little therapy, a little outlet for your trauma. It was a small consolation that her soles covered my eyes so I did not have to look at Erica or be aware of whether she was staring at me. So, I had no choice but to place my pristine, Western knee on the urine-covered step to get the wipes and there, six inches from my face (which had pee on it), was, quite literally, a steaming pile of shit.As David then looked up from his bench and watched as a ball gag was shoved inside his reluctantly opened mouth before being tightly secured.