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My stepmother and I tortured each other's anuses. 

My father's death was a huge blow to me. Fortunately, he left me a house and enough money to complete my studies, which allowed me to recover after a period of time. Later, I was adopted by my "stepmother," who was actually my aunt. My father used to love my stepmother very much; he would come home late after they met, but now he had unfortunately passed away. My father often thought of my biological mother, but I had little memory of her. After my stepmother and I attended my father's funeral, I remember her saying to me, "Young master, you are now the only man in this house." These words made me very proud, and I couldn't help but hug her. It was the first time I had been so close to a woman's body, feeling the warmth of her body. A few months later, I suddenly saw her coming out of the bathroom, with only a towel wrapped around her waist. She noticed me staring at her in surprise and smiled, saying that I would get used to it. As she went to get dressed, I quietly followed behind her, completely captivated by her alluring hips. She noticed me but said nothing, continuing with her own things. She took off her towel, started putting on her underwear, bra, then a clean shirt, and finally her pants. I didn't even blink during this time. "I think your father won't mind you doing this, right?" I could only agree, and then she looked directly at me and said, "Yes, since you're a man, you have the right to know all this. I think it's time for you to grow in this area, otherwise it will have a negative impact on you in the future, am I right?" I couldn't believe my ears, and of course I nodded in agreement. "But there's a problem. Every time I talk about these topics with my female classmates, they refuse to tell me, and then they secretly laugh and report it to the teacher, which always causes me a lot of trouble." She looked at me in surprise and said, "You really did that? Oh, I'm proud of you, young man, you have a lot of courage." She seemed thoughtful, and then went to cook. My stepmother was tall and curvaceous, with blonde hair, gray eyes, full lips, and a high nose. She looked to be around 35 years old. I finally understood why my father was attracted to her. "Mom, I'm so happy you can be my sex education teacher." I noticed she seemed a little more relaxed; perhaps she hadn't thought much before saying those things, thinking I'd be disgusted, but the opposite was true. I realized my fascination with her body had reached an almost insatiable level. "Good boy, wash the dishes, then come to my bedroom, okay?" I hurriedly started washing the dishes. When I entered her room, I found her already in bed. "Oh, you're quick! Okay, here's your first lesson. Come and look here." She lifted the covers, revealing two sexy long legs under her robe. I moved closer, beginning to feel the heat emanating from her body, and my penis began to harden. "Want to kiss my lower abdomen?" I readily agreed, once again intoxicated by her sensuality, and admiring it so closely. I began kissing her abdomen; it felt amazing. I kept sniffing and licking until my stepmother laughed and said, "Oh, so comfortable! What about the other parts of my body?" I looked at her body, then at her. "Keep going, you can choose whatever you like." I decided to continue exploring downwards, first encountering a forest, then skipping over it until my tongue climbed a small hill. I felt a little melancholy and looked at my stepmother. She continued to encourage me, "Keep going, my good son, it feels so good!" I continued licking, feeling her soft, moist vulva, slowly caressing her with my tongue. It felt amazing. "Why don't you come to bed and rest here with me?" That's a good idea, so I did as she suggested. I lay between her legs and began my first real exploration. Serving her with my tongue seemed to require a lot of skill. She covered my head with her robe and then pulled the blanket over me. "I think this will be very comfortable. I can read while you learn how to serve a woman." She started panting with excitement. I thought I didn't need to answer that question and continued my work. Suddenly, she turned to her side, and my head was sandwiched between her legs. "Oh...it feels so good...you seem born to serve women...I don't think I can let you go..." So, for the next few months, it seemed to become a habit for her to have me sandwiched between her legs and serve her. One change was in her attitude; what she wanted me to do became more and more like an order. I didn't mind; in fact, I preferred her to treat me like this, I just didn't realize it at the time. One night, she needed to pee and, in her usual almost commanding tone, told me to go to the toilet with her. "Want to see what a woman looks like when she pees? Want to see it for yourself?" "Yes, Mom, may I?" "Of course, you might even be able to help me." I followed her into the toilet. She sat on the toilet and then told me to kneel in front of her. After urinating, she asked me, "Was it good?" I nodded. "Very good, do you want to taste it?" I was a little dumbfounded. "Is this normal?" I asked her. "Of course, this is normal for some people, and some don't see it that way, but that's just how women are. Knowing this in advance will help you prepare when you're on a date with a man, don't you think?" So I asked her, "Can I taste you?" "Of course, I'd love to. If you enjoy doing this, lots of girls will be chasing after you." I thought for a moment and said to her, "But Mom, I only love you. I'm not interested in anyone else. I only want to do this for you!" At that moment, I noticed a strange expression on her face. "Well said. I'll give you lots of rewards later." She smiled and said, "Now get to work, my good son!" I buried my head between her legs and began to suck on her vulva until I licked away the last drop of urine. Then I sat on my heels and looked at her. "Well done. This will become part of our lovemaking. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. I can hardly believe what just happened." I didn't say anything, but making her feel good made me happy. What happened in bed was different from usual. She said to me, "Some men find it exciting to have a woman sit on their face. As a reward for your performance earlier, I thought you should experience it." I was ordered to lie face up on the bed, and then my stepmother straddled my face, covering my head with her robe. At first, I was very uncomfortable, but after struggling for a while, we finally found a comfortable position. She rode on my face all night, and her buttocks felt very soft. A week or two later, my stepmother further explored my potential, demanding that I kiss her buttocks while she rode me, and everything was done according to her wishes. My stepmother became more and more confident; she could make me do anything, and she became more and more casual, enjoying herself unrestrainedly. When I realized that she had taken complete control, it was too late. Her sexual preferences were completely different from my initial ideas about sex. She sat on the toilet to urinate and suddenly asked me if I liked to watch. I laughed and said I was very thirsty, my throat was almost dry. She then asked if I wanted to drink her urine. She slowly pressed my head between her legs, and seeing that I didn't resist, she pressed my mouth against her vulva. "Little beast, listen to Mommy, open your mouth and accept Mommy's holy water, okay?" I couldn't control myself from refusing her, my lips pressed tightly against her vulva, and soon her golden holy fluid flowed down her throat into my body, she pressed my head down hard. After urinating, I cleaned her up as usual, she clamped my head, leaving my mouth full of her honey. "Very good, little darling, I think we'll get along better in the future, right?" "Of course, what should I do next?" For the first time, she revealed her plan, "I think you will be a very good sex slave for me." I should have rejected this idea, but my subconscious made me do it involuntarily. "I'm very willing to be filial to you, you're the best mother in the world." She smiled. "Your words make me very happy. If you clean my bottom with your tongue, I'll trust you even more. I think you'd be willing to do it for me; I just finished pooping." She turned around, her anus facing my face, and told me to clean it for her. "Do as I say, you little beast! Use your tongue to please Mom, hurry up!" I felt like I had become her slave, sticking out my tongue to lick her butt crack, cleaning the remaining feces from her anus. After I finished, I realized it wasn't as terrible as I had imagined. "Well done, you're perfect as my toilet, you'll obey your master's...""Is this the order, right?" "Yes, Master," I replied, still kneeling on the ground. "I like it when you call me that. Listen, my sister is coming today. She looks a lot like me, and I hope you can accept her as you accept me, understand?" "Yes, Master, may I serve you both?" "Very well, I think we'll have a pleasant evening," she said with a smile. I opened the door when mbrtine arrived and quickly realized she was my stepmother's sister. They looked and had similar builds, and even spoke in the same tone. "You must be the master here. It's a pleasure to meet you. Should I call you lad or pet?" she said, smiling as she walked in. After a while, they were both comfortably seated on the living room sofa, and I went to get them coffee and cookies. "Did he really do as he said?" I heard mbrtine ask. "Of course, you little beast, come here." I hurriedly ran over and knelt down as my stepmother instructed. She lifted her skirt. "You're very honored to lick my crotch, aren't you?" Without saying a word, I lowered my head and massaged her with my tongue. I heard mbrtine laugh out loud: "Oh, sister, you've trained him so well. Can I use him?" "Why not, you little beast? Here's an opportunity to serve my sister. You'd love to, wouldn't you?" "Yes, master," I crawled over and continued to serve her sister. I was really looking forward to tasting her. She quickly took off her panties and spread her legs, gesturing for me to crawl under her skirt. Then she also panted like her sister until she reached orgasm on my lips. "Oh...swallow...you little beast...swallow...swallow master's honey..." My head was squeezed tightly between her thighs. She needed a rest, and then my stepmother ordered me to put my head on the chair. "I need to pee, you little beast. Open your mouth and accept the holy water." I obediently opened my mouth, and she straddled it. The urine rushed down my throat; she was urinating so urgently that I felt forced to drink it or I would choke. I felt humiliated, forced to drink her urine, but this humiliation and abuse excited me. After cleaning her genitals, she stood up, turned her back to me, and asked with a smile, "Little slave, do you want to be my sister's toilet? Tell her what our relationship is, so we can all hear!" Despite the immense humiliation, I blushed and told Burtine that I was my stepmother's slave, that she could use me and abuse me at will. Burtine spread her legs and straddled my head, slowly sitting on my face, her thighs clamping my head tightly. I could barely breathe. I held my breath and swallowed Burtine's holy water, finally licking her genitals clean. "He really is a little slut," she said to her sister. “Yes, we have many more interesting programs. I think he’ll do whatever he tells him to do.” mbrtine stood up from my face, looking down at me. “Really, can he handle it?” “I’m not sure, but we can give it a try.” I was ordered to stand up and follow my stepmother into the toilet. mbrtine found some ropes as my stepmother instructed, and my stepmother tied my hands to the wall. They looked excited, deciding who would use me first. Finally, my stepmother won the right to use me first. “This is the most important task, little slave. You won’t be too surprised. Serving women completely isn’t just about drinking our urine, understand?” My eyes widened. Serving two such noble asses in this way, I completely lost my personality. My dignity was utterly trampled upon, but for their pleasure, I forgot my own feelings. My stepmother straddled my head. "Ready? I want you to be completely obedient to me, understand?" Looking down at me, she said, "This is the final lesson on your path to slavery. Don't let us down. You've been doing very well. If you satisfy us, we'll keep you, isn't that good?" I didn't say anything, just nodded repeatedly. I heard her say to mbrtine, "You're right, it really is a slut." She ordered me to stick out my tongue and then sat down. Soon after, she started farting into my mouth. I could barely smell it; it all went in. Then I felt feces being pushed down my throat. My stepmother groaned excitedly as more feces entered my mouth. I had now completely become my stepmother's toilet! Nothing could be more humiliating. My penis was rock hard. After swallowing all the feces, my stepmother sat waiting for me to clean her anus with my tongue. She seemed very satisfied. "You get full marks. I'll continue to use you, my slave. Mbrtine, she's yours now!" I then swallowed Mbrtine's feces, licked her anus clean, and they whispered for a while. Finally, they seemed to have reached an agreement. "Listen, little slave, things have changed. We've decided to let Mbrtine move in. Money shouldn't be a problem. I think she should take your place at the dining table, and you should take your place at the toilet for us. What do you think?" Smelling the strong stench of feces in my mouth, I could only nod. "Yes, Master, you can abuse me as you please as long as it satisfies you. I don't mind. I just want to be with you." They looked at each other and smiled contentedly…I was my stepmother's slave; she could use me and abuse me at will. Burtine straddled my head, her legs spread wide, slowly sitting on my face, her thighs clamping tightly around my head. I could barely breathe. I held my breath and gulped down Burtine's holy fluid, finally licking her genitals clean. "He really is a little slut," she said to her sister. "Yes, we have many more interesting programs. I think he'll do whatever I tell him to do." Burtine stood up from my face, looking down at me. "Really, can he do it?" "I'm not sure, but we can try." I was ordered to stand up and follow my stepmother into the toilet. Burtine found some ropes as my stepmother instructed, and my stepmother tied my hands to the wall. They looked excited, deciding who would use me first. Finally, my stepmother won the right to use me first. "This is the most important task, little slave. You won't be too surprised. Serving women completely isn't just about drinking our urine, understand?" My eyes widened. Serving these two noble asses in this way, I completely lost my humanity. My dignity was utterly trampled upon, but for their pleasure, I forgot my own feelings. My stepmother straddled my head. "Ready? I want you to completely obey me, understand?" Looking down at me, she said, "This is the final lesson on your path to slavery. Don't let us down. You've been doing very well. If you satisfy us, we'll keep you. Isn't that good?" I didn't say anything, just nodded repeatedly. I heard her say to mbrtine, "You're right, it really is a slut." She ordered me to stick out my tongue and then sat down. Soon she started farting into my mouth. I could barely smell it as it all went into my mouth. Then I felt feces being shoved into my throat. My stepmother groaned excitedly as more feces entered my mouth. I had now completely become my stepmother's toilet! It couldn't be more humiliating; my penis was rock hard. After swallowing all the feces, my stepmother sat waiting for me to clean her anus with my tongue. She seemed very satisfied. "You get full marks. I will continue to use you, my slave. Mbrtine, now she's yours!" I then swallowed Mbrtine's feces, licked her anus clean, and then they whispered for a while. Finally, they seemed to have reached an agreement. "Listen, little slave, things have changed. We've decided to let Mbrtine move in. Money shouldn't be a problem. I think she should take your place at the dining table, and you should take your place at the toilet for us. What do you think?" Smelling the strong smell of feces in my mouth, I could only nod. "Yes, master, you can abuse me as you please as long as it satisfies you. I don't mind. I just want to be with you." They looked at each other and smiled with satisfaction…I was my stepmother's slave; she could use me and abuse me at will. Burtine straddled my head, her legs spread wide, slowly sitting on my face, her thighs clamping tightly around my head. I could barely breathe. I held my breath and gulped down Burtine's holy fluid, finally licking her genitals clean. "He really is a little slut," she said to her sister. "Yes, we have many more interesting programs. I think he'll do whatever I tell him to do." Burtine stood up from my face, looking down at me. "Really, can he do it?" "I'm not sure, but we can try." I was ordered to stand up and follow my stepmother into the toilet. Burtine found some ropes as my stepmother instructed, and my stepmother tied my hands to the wall. They looked excited, deciding who would use me first. Finally, my stepmother won the right to use me first. "This is the most important task, little slave. You won't be too surprised. Serving women completely isn't just about drinking our urine, understand?" My eyes widened. Serving these two noble asses in this way, I completely lost my humanity. My dignity was utterly trampled upon, but for their pleasure, I forgot my own feelings. My stepmother straddled my head. "Ready? I want you to completely obey me, understand?" Looking down at me, she said, "This is the final lesson on your path to slavery. Don't let us down. You've been doing very well. If you satisfy us, we'll keep you. Isn't that good?" I didn't say anything, just nodded repeatedly. I heard her say to mbrtine, "You're right, it really is a slut." She ordered me to stick out my tongue and then sat down. Soon she started farting into my mouth. I could barely smell it as it all went into my mouth. Then I felt feces being shoved into my throat. My stepmother groaned excitedly as more feces entered my mouth. I had now completely become my stepmother's toilet! It couldn't be more humiliating; my penis was rock hard. After swallowing all the feces, my stepmother sat waiting for me to clean her anus with my tongue. She seemed very satisfied. "You get full marks. I will continue to use you, my slave. Mbrtine, now she's yours!" I then swallowed Mbrtine's feces, licked her anus clean, and then they whispered for a while. Finally, they seemed to have reached an agreement. "Listen, little slave, things have changed. We've decided to let Mbrtine move in. Money shouldn't be a problem. I think she should take your place at the dining table, and you should take your place at the toilet for us. What do you think?" Smelling the strong smell of feces in my mouth, I could only nod. "Yes, master, you can abuse me as you please as long as it satisfies you. I don't mind. I just want to be with you." They looked at each other and smiled with satisfaction…

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