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Mistress Chandana – 3
Chandana was back at home, enjoying a lazy Sunday all by herself, watching her shows on TV while sitting on my face and farting frequently. She didn’t care if I died under her heavy buttocks or if I suffocated from her excessive flatulence. I would just be another statistic for the number of fart slaves … Read more
Just Friends – 2
Lipika arrived at the classroom half an hour before anybody else. She hadn’t gotten a even wink of sleep, her troubled mind gyrating towards her encounter with Priya the previous day. Surely Priya must have been mistaken when she said “no” to her offer of friendship. Or was she? How could she get so popular … Read more
Just Friends – 1
A story of two young girls. One’s rich, charismatic and spoiled while the other is just..you know..like “most people.”
The unused shit eaters
“Actually, we don’t need to do a selection round with these slaves,” Priya announced, scanning Chandana’s house left and right. “But we have a shortage of shit eaters, don’t we?” Aditi asked. “That is the point. We may have enough slaves for us in this very room.” Priya glared at the girls to the side … Read more
The single use fart slave
The next slave showed up at Chandana’s feet and described his wish. “Priya said that she kills a man each time she farts. My ambition in life is to be one of those lucky boys.” “Open your mouth,” Chandana said. “Let’s see whether you are worthy of it.” She turned around and pointed to her … Read more
The pizza party 2
Chandana took center stage of the party, and declared herself the supreme goddess of the slaves kneeling before her. “I am going to decide the fate of all you ugly slaves. Each one of you will take turns coming to me and telling me how you would like to die for us, and then I … Read more
The pizza party
Chandana’s pizza party was beginning to fill up with her beautiful classmates, and each of them were utterly displeased with me, their lone shit eater. “Just this one?” A girl named Sharada was asking. “We all have to use just one shit eater? In my toilet, I hang four losers like this from the ceiling … Read more
Shitty appraisal
The first girl to arrive at Chandana’s pizza party was Aditi. She instantly pulled down her skirt and took a seat on my face. As she rotated her buttocks and drilled me deeper into the shit box that all the Mistresses were to use for the pizza party, she taunted me about how clean her … Read more
Mistress Chandana 2
In every way, Chandana was the most imposing of all the Mistresses I’d worked for in the past few days. Physically, she was the largest of them all, almost the combined size of Priya and Aditi, but her gorgeous skin and revealing clothes taunted me with fearsome supremacy. And unlike the other mistresses, this girl … Read more
Mistress Chandana
This is scat & anti-religious. If you’re not into it, get the fuck out of here!
Death by gas chamber
Mass slaughter for the remaining shit-eater candidates.
amputee
Many thanks to master artist “Vulkryps” for this illustration of the story dumping the shit-eaters. Myself, I’m a few years away from being able to draw like this… Will let you know more about the artist as I find out.
Dumping the shit eaters
I turned to my sides to see the competition. Seven other men who had given up everything they’d ever earned to the gorgeous Mistress, just so that they could eat her shit and die for her. Among us, six would be killed over the course of a few elimination rounds so Priya and Aditi would … Read more
The disappointing shit-eater
Part of eat shit and die 2. I pulled myself up with both hands, the only limbs I had left in my body since Aditi enslaved me. I could feel the ground shiver as she playfully tapped her heavy boots on the floor. “Come on. Bring your face up here loser!” Aditi said, itching to … Read more
overseer
My most precise sketch yet.
kiss ass
an abstract butt sketch.
