Eventually, her daddy had come down again, this time carrying a mattress, sealed in plastic. He laid the mattress down, and then took out a measuring tape and marked a point on the ceiling above the mattress.
Now he had brought another dog bowl, and she was wiping her cunt clean from Dixon’s last fucking when he came down again. He stood over her, and as she tried to decide whether she should look up at him, she heard the distinctive sound of him unzipping his pants. She snapped up her hands to reach for his cock, but he slapped her face and held her hands behind her back for a moment to make it clear he wanted her to stay still. Staring up at his cock, she opened her mouth wide, feeling it start to water in anticipation. Finally, after what had felt like a hundred years of torture, her daddy gave her his piss again. He pried her eyes open and filled them up with his piss, then shoved his cock into her throat, pissing directly into her stomach. She swallowed greedily, and licked the floor clean when he was done. He went back upstairs, and the next day, there was a loud noise, and the spot on the ceiling that he had marked suddenly gave way, dropping dust and debris onto her new bed. A moment later, a long PVC pipe, only two inches in diameter, was lowered until it was only half a foot above the bed.
Curious, she lay down beneath the pipe. She could tilt her head up and touch it with her tongue, and she idly put her lips around it for a moment – and released it suddenly when she felt a knock vibrate along its length from above. But as she removed it from her mouth, she heard another sound carried down by the pipe, a sound that made her eyes well with tears – the sound of her daddy’s piss hitting the toilet bowl. Not long after, the first trickle of piss dripped onto her face from the pipe, and she immediately opened her mouth wide and sucked down her daddy’s piss. She realized her fingers were inside her cunt only after she had cum, and she forced her fingers down her throat until she puked up her father’s piss, so that she could drink it again. She did this until she was exhausted, and lay on the bed, half asleep. She was still mostly asleep when Dixon began taking a shit, and she shuffled, eyes half-closed, over to where he perched, catching his brown load as it fell and eating it, vomiting, eating again, and so forth, one piece at a time for all five pieces until she had only one left, all as a matter of sleepy routine.
Suddenly, she was jolted fully awake – this time, there were two knocks on the pipe.
Mandy swallowed the last mouthful of dog shit, and choked – but only a little. She knew what was about to happen. Pulling Dixon with her, a long, solid piece of his shit still clutched in one hand, she began frantically stroking his balls until his cock emerged. Shoving him inside her, sh wrapped her mouth around the pipe just as her father’s shit reached her, flowing faster than she could have imagined she would ever be able to drink. Dixon, confused, humped away at her cunt while she gulped and slurped and sucked at the pipe, pausing when the torrent slowed to hold her face under the gentler stream, prying her own eyelids open to let the piss and shit burn her eyes. A full-grown man’s piss and shit takes some time to be forced down a two-inch pipe, and after her first two orgasms, Dixon had moved away, spent and his knot faded. Still hungry for more, she flipped around on the mattress and lifted her hips, sliding the pipe inside her cunt just as another wave of sewage poured down into her, filling her up too quickly and spilling down her front, coating her body. She pulled herself free and scooted down, this time rubbing some of the mixture onto the pipe itself to allow it to slide into her ass, and she took Dixon’s shit and stuffed it into and out of her cunt over and over as her father’s waste emptied into her bowels, filling every inch of her intestines. Frantically fucking herself with a rapidly-softening log of dog shit, she forced her fingers down her own throat, vomiting into her own closed mouth only to swirl the excrement on her tongue, orgasm as she swallowed again, and repeat the process.
Soon, however, the torrent slowed to a trickle again, and eventually stopped. Smiling, Mandy held a hand over her cunt and ass, holding her daddy inside her until she reached the bucket. She sat on it and violently expelled an entire toilet worth of shit and piss from her bowels and cunt, throwing up what she could and drooling it down to mix with the rest.
Lifting the bucket to her lips, she began to drink, thinking only of how much she loved her daddy, certain that someday, if she was a good girl, he would come back to her. She swallowed the entire bucket without gagging, and fell asleep, dreaming of the day when she would, finally, feel her daddy’s cock inside her again.
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Stay tuned for more filth! (What did you think we were DONE? Hell no!) And if you missed ’em, go back and see how Mandy ended up here in “Mandy and Daddy” and “Mandy and Danny”
(And if you didn’t enjoy it, you probably stopped reading quite some time ago, and are only reading this because you’ve jumped to the bottom to comment on how awful a person I am.)
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