Shithole

       We were led through the gates of the training field toward the cafeteria which was a small square building that sat on top of a small hill.  I was barely able to walk.  My knees felt like they would give any second.  My feet were bleeding and felt like they had been rubbed with sandpaper and squished with a metal vice.  My calves were cramping with every step.  And my sore nipples and clit felt so raw that I thought they were going to fall off.  The large man that led us toward the cafeteria was relentless in his pursuit.  He rushed us along behind him.  I sort of felt bad for allowing myself to be pulled somewhat by the girls in front of me.

       The cafeteria was a simple square building with the smell of Clorox strong in the air.  The floors shined so brightly from the rising sun it was nearly blinding.  In the far corner of the cafeteria was a bar that resembled a Furrscafeteria set up.  Nude workers behind the counters were waiting impatiently for our arrival so they could go about their business and ready themselves for lunch.  I noticed a few slaves heading toward the exit as we entered.  We were the only ones in the building.

       “Since you worthless cunts took so long this morning for training, you will only get leftovers.”  The guard explained.  “This means you will be served from the trash of the slaves before you who failed to eat their meals.  If there are no leftovers, then consider your breakfast to be the cum of your coaches.”  He smiled as he led us toward the trash bin beside the exit on the other side of the room.

       The guard detached us from each other and ordered us to kneel with our heads down beside the trash bin.  He walked behind the counter and returned wearing a pair of rubber gloves.  He then handed out a single tray to each of us.

       “Put the tray on the ground in front of your knees.  Put your hands behind your back and keep your eyes on your tray.  You will eat everything I put on your tray.  If you complain, you will be punished and you will not receive another meal for the rest of the day.  If you fail to eat all your food, you will suffer the same consequence.”

       I could only hope and pray that the meal would be satisfying.  After the torturous workout I had just received, I was starving.

       “You will not take a single bite until you are commanded to.”  The guard said firmly.

       He reached into the trash bin and swirled his hand around.  I could hear the slop and squish of food as he mixed it all around.  He then pulled out a huge handful of mixed mush and threw it sloppily onto my tray.  Some of the food splashed off the tray and landed on my thighs and the floor around the tray.  He repeated himself with the other two girls.  From what I could see, it looked like cuntpuppy got more than me and fuckmuffin. 

       The slop looked totally disgusting.  It was a mixture of scrambled eggs, sausage, bits of bacon, some half eaten fruit that was already browning, and it looked like some milk and orange juice had been thrown into the mix.  Everything was half eaten and smelt nasty.

       Just as the guard put food on fuckmuffin’s tray, we noticed a few guards entering the cafeteria.  I wanted to eat so bad, even if it was just this nasty stuff, I was really hungry.  Our guard went over and started talking to the other guards who had just entered and were filling their trays with fresh food.  I couldn’t make out the conversation but soft laughter filled the room as they approached us.

       “Ok ladies, today you get a special treat.  Before you start eating, you are going to satisfy these men with your oral skills.  You will not swallow their cum.  You will hold it in your mouth until I tell you what to do with it.  Now get busy or you will be late for your valet class.”

       The men made their way in front of each of us and stood there holding their trays in front of them.  I reached up and unzipped the pants of the man in front of me.  I couldn’t see his face as his tray blocked my view.  As soon as I reached into his pants, I felt a thick slime.  Had he already cum?  It was too sticky to be cum.  Cum is much more slippery.  Then the stench came.  It smelt like rotten lemons mixed with rotten potatoes and spoiled onions.  Then I realized that this man was just filthy.  As I pulled out his shaft, a handful of thick pubic hair came out with it.  The hair was as long as his shaft, but curly and spotted with sweat.  This had to be the most disgusting dick I had ever seen. 

       WHACK!!!  The sting hit me like a shot in the dark.  Stars filled my eyes.

       “What the fuck are you WAITING for?”  The guard said impatiently.

       I quickly held my breath and took the hardening shaft into my mouth.  The man reached down with one hand and pushed my head further into his crotch forcing his tip down my throat.  Unable to breath I fought to pull back.  He released me just far enough to allow me to breathe through my nose which sent waves of bile to the back of my throat.  He continued to pound the back of my throat, never allowing me to fully release from this thickness in my mouth.  I just wanted him to cum quickly so It would be all over.  His pubes were pulling out from their roots and became a part of my mouth.  I felt his shaft jerk as he grabbed my hair and slowly pulled my head back so that only my lips were wrapped around the tip.  I licked below the tip in the crevice as he shot a HUGE load into my mouth.  I was careful not to swallow the rancid liquid.  I was the last to finish my man. 

       When he was done, he patted me on the head as I returned his pole and zipped him up.  The cum in my mouth felt like it was ready to spill out.  The men stepped back and the guard returned.

       “Ok, now spit the dressing on your food, cunts.”  We all spit out the cum from our mouths, mine having the most.  The cum was even yellow, it was so dirty and disgusting.  Pubic hair was scattered all around my meal now and now I had to eat it with my food?  This was not going to be fun at all.

       “Now, you pisswhores need something to drink.”  He handed each of us a glass and ordered us to unzip our men again and hold their dicks while they fill our cups.  The taste of rotten cum lingered in my mouth.  I held the glass with one hand and his penis in the other hand.  Before long a stream of orange piss filled the glass almost to the brim.  It had a rotten and foul odor to it.

       “Ok, cunts, you may eat and drink now.  You have 4 minutes to finish everything on your trays and drink all of your drinks.  Failure will result in a loss of a meal and 100 lashes with his cane I have right here.”  He tapped it lightly on his palm with a wicked smile.  “GO!!!”  He said impatiently.

       With no utensils, we were forced to eat with our hands.  I grabbed a handful and forced in into my mouth.  I held my breath so I wouldn’t have to taste the nastiness.  My stomach was so empty, I could actually feel the food dropping into my stomach.

       “You have TWO minutes, whores!”

       As soon as my tray was empty, I grabbed the glass of pee and took a deep breath.  I held my breath as I lifted the glass and chugged it.  I took deep long swallows of the rancid juice just to get it over with.  As soon as I finished I placed the glass down beside the empty tray and knelt silently waiting for the others to finish.

       “ONE minute, fuckfaces.”  The guard walked up to me and stared down at my completed meal.

       “Are you finished shithole?”   I simply nodded.

He kicked my tray aside.  “What the fuck is this on the floor?  Looks like you have more food to eat.  Better get to it shitface or whatever your name is… 30 seconds whores.”

I quickly picked up the food with my slimy dirty hands and forced it down my throat.  The foul taste filled my nostrils as I rested the last 10 seconds.  Luckily, we had all finished on time.

“Now you must clean up after yourselves, cunts.  Lick your area of all that grease and slime.”  We all knelt over and licked our areas clean as we had been ordered.

“Good, now put your trays away.”  We did and were again attached at the collar two feet from each other and led out of the cafeteria.  I had already forgotten how weak I was from the morning workout as he led us down the hill and to the cleaning house where we were to be washed and cleaned up before our class started.

The sun was warm on my naked body as we made our way and all I could think about was how bad my life was going to be.  How long will I have to go through all this?  Will I ever see freedom again?  Hope was all I had.

Once inside the cleaning building, we were all put into a single shower stall.  We were detached and our collars were removed.  An older naked woman stood about 20 feet away holding a thick hose pointed directly at us.  She turned the nob on the head of the hose and a high powered stream of water shot out at us.

All we could do was scream from the shock of the cold water and the needles of water that hit our sore bodies.  She swayed the hose from side to side as our skin turned pink from the pressure of the water.  It felt even worse when the water would hit our wounds from our punishment during the morning training.  It felt like my skin was going to rip off my body.

She tossed me a single bar of soap and ordered me to wash fuckmuffins body and to do it quickly.  I did as told and made sure I didn’t miss a single inch of her body.  Fuckmuffin then washed cuntpuppy and cuntpuppy washed me.  The hose remained on us as we washed each other’s hair.  It was a relief when she turned the hose off.  We all stood in the stalls shivering and dripping wet.  Our skins were raw and red.

She tossed us each a towel to dry off.  We were then taken to a separate room to put on makeup and style our hair.  In this room, another naked older woman observed our actions to make sure we made ourselves up according to specific guidelines.  Pink eyeshadow, light blush, pink lipstick, black eyeliner and mascara.  Our hair was brushed and put back in a single ponytail.

We were then taken back outside where the guard collared each of us with a thick leather collar with several rings surrounding it.  He attached us together again about 2 feet apart and marched us around the building, past our tent, down a hill and toward a small portable building.

The building had a paved road that went down a steep hill and around to a large parking lot at the end of it.  Just in front of the building was a small car.  That must be where class is, I thought.

To be continued……