Hello it's me again. this story is a bit of a test. I have noticed I shy away from things I find distasteful. So this one is meant to hit that head on I hope you enjoy it. And as always, please leave a comment. Once again, please note I am male and have no idea about the lesbian life. This is beyond pure fiction.

Here's the link to the original story. In case you want to read that too.

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It had been six weeks since Janice left to report back to base and Narcissus had heard nothing from her. She was beginning to think she was a liberty play thing and had been tossed by the side of the road. She had changed nothing at work, holding out hope that Janice would return. She had no clue how Marines worked, this all might be normal for them.

Then one day Narcissus got home from a particularly hard day at work. Literally as she shut the door, she heard her toilet flush. The problem is she lived alone. This could only mean one of two things. First, Janice is back or second, she's got a weird crook on her hands. She just stood there intently looking at the hallway going back to the bathroom and bedrooms, unsure if she was going to be on her knees or fighting for her life in the few seconds.

Luckily for Narcissus, Janice did not take that long to come out. Narcissus let out an audible exhale, put her hands to her mouth and totally relaxed.

“What?” Janus inquired with a crooked eyebrow.

“I thought you were a crook or worse.” Narcissus timidly replied. Narcissus then dropped her hands down to her side, it was like something awakened in her. Her eyes shot open and then she went to her knees and kowtow before Janice.

“Well, you were supposed to curtsy, but I believe under the circumstance that will do.”

“Well, I am not a crook but you very well may think I'm worse before the nights through.” Narcissus head jerked as to look at Janice, but then she remembered her place and went back to the submissive of position. “Evidently I am still mad at you about the last visit. When I left, I did not think I was, but when I got back to base, it was all I could think about. You trying to force me to eat my first mouthful of shit has disturbed me too much. I realize now that was not your intent, but as you were throwing those futile swings at me. That is what I thought was your intention.” Janice pause for a few moments, to let all that sink in “Now this is how the rest of the night is going to go by. As you obviously heard, I just went to the bathroom. I am ripe back there to say the least. You are A) going to get back there and clean me up with your tongue or B) I will go into the bathroom, clean myself up and leave... forever.” When Janice got to the point of her cleaning her up with her tongue, Narcissus forgot herself and looked up pleadingly in her eyes. Janice's response was the meanest, most inhumane look back that she could conjure. She had planned for this contingency back in the barracks and had practice her response in the mirror. Janice did not like the euphoric feeling she was getting over Narcissus plight, But she had planned for every contingency but, Narcissus not acquiescing, Janice and Narcissus stood there for a few minutes staring at each other, Narcissus pleadingly, Janice menacingly then Janice continued “Well, I'm new to all this mistress stuff, but I don't think they are accustomed to waiting. Should I go clean up?”

That shook Narcissus into action. She squeaked “no” and scurried behind Janice, but as she was there looking at her rump, she lost her nerve.

Janice smiled to herself evilly. “Well, giving credit where credit is due, I would have to take some time to get up my nerve to do that too. So either I'm going to go clean myself up for you or you're going to get a spanking one swat for every second you make me wait at a minimum of 100 swats.”

Janice didn't need to say half of that, when she said 'spanking' Narcissus lifted her skirt and dove in. The first couple of lick's was quite nauseating for Narcissus She really thought she was going to throw up. But as the motion became routine, and the taste became a second thought. she was able to get through it.

Janus on the other hand, was liking it far more than she thought she would. The first two licks grossed her out but then the sensations took over and she could understand why this was so popular over the net, even though that was probably done cleanly. She let Narcissus work for about 10 minutes and then said “Okay, I think I'm clean enough.”

Narcissus was slow in getting up. He stumbled a few steps, but kept her head down and faced Janice, she was quite impressed with this but started out by saying “for tonight you will keep your mouth shut until I tell you. You are not to breathe on anybody, that has got to be disgusting breath. Now what do you have for dinner?”

“Spaa” Narcissus started and then her eyes flew open and her hands went to her mouth, obviously realizing she broke the first rule she was told.

Janice genuinely smiled and shook her head. “Well, that one's on me. I don't want you to think I'm bating you, at least at this time, we'll have time to play with that in the future. Use the magazine to talk behind and before I forget again, what is your phone number?”

Narcissus eyes flew open again she quickly picked up the magazine and put it in front of her face, but her actions were so dramatic Janice was like “what?” With the crook back in her brow.”

Narcissus squirmed for a few moments and then said “It had been so long since you left and hadn't contacted me, I thought I was a liberty play thing that had been tossed to the side of the road.” She paused for a few seconds, searching for words then “you obviously couldn't call me. I didn't give you my number. It was all my fault”

Janice giggle at that and said. “Well, I could have asked too, so it's not all your fault which is what I'm doing now with. Where's your phone” She took Narcissus entire contact list as well as her number making Narcissus squirm a bit, but she said nothing. “Now back to what I was interested in what's for dinner.”

“Since you had spaghetti the first night we were together, I thought I would make that a tradition with one slight deviation, I found an Italian recipe for spaghetti online that I thought you would like, if that is not acceptable, I have steak, pork chops and chicken. But I will need time to defrost them.”

“Spaghetti sounds fine, I am interested in the Italian Recipe you found online, but remember keep your mouth shut and wash your hands. I don't want any of that on the food. Now, say cheese.” Janice quickly clicked off a picture with her cell phone. “There I want to keep those skid marks on your face for prosperity. Get to work.”

Dinner was much better than expected. The Italian twist really made it. She called it Italian Margarita Spaghetti, inspired by the pizza. She made Narcissus do the dishes and roughly clean the house before allowing her to brush her teeth. Warning her to do a good job.

When Narcissus got back, she was smiling for the first time that night, but she was met with a bone rattling slap to the face. Janice then took Narcissus face in one of her hands and looking directly into her eyes and said, “If I ever taste shit on you or in you, I will rearrange your face like never before. Is it safe to kiss you?”

Narcissus, sensing the night was changing, nodded yes and Janice gave her a long lingering kiss. When they detached “Oh God I missed that, you would think with all the power you have given me, I would miss something to do with that, but no, these lingering kisses and cuddling is what I missed the most.” Then she kissed her again, while they made out she picked Narcissus up and took her to the recliner. She sat down with Narcissus on top of her, and they made out for the rest of the night until they fell asleep.

The next day was perfect for Janice. She was up early as usual and bid a good day at work to Narcissus when she left. She ordered pizza for brunch and spent the day mocking the women who stayed at home watching soap opera TV. It was perfect until Narcissus got home.

Narcissus day did not go quite as well. When she got to work she timidly told the girls hello and went to her office. When she opened up the door, she screamed. Behind her desk was a huge 80 inch TV meant for viewing conference calls and stuff, but now there was two pictures on the screen, one was her face full of skin marks and the second was her under Janice skirt cleaning her up.

“So you thought you could come in here and not confess this to us.”

Narcissus spun around to see all four girls staring at her. She hummed and hued not knowing what to say. She did not think she had to confess it to anyone.

“Well, don't worry, we got it all figured out for you.”

One girl turned around and lifted her skirt. Another one came up behind Narcissus grabbed her by her hair, forced to her knees and shoved her face into the girl's nasty bottom. Narcissus spent the next hour servicing all the girls. They all managed to have their asses very nasty. When they were done making her eat shit they let her up and quickly put a mask on her. When the mask was securely on they instantly pushed her over a girl's lap for a bare bottom butchery. For the next two hours she was beat like a drum. When they were done she was bawling uncontrollably like a baby. When they let her up, they handed her a bag and said, “You are not allowed to take off the mask for any reason, until you get home tonight. If you have to vomit, you may pull the mask down and vomit into the bag and then come out and eat it in front of us...Understood.”

When she said 'Eat it in front of us' Narcissus doubled over, put the bag to her face as if she was going to vomit, but her cheeks pushed out and she was able to keep her mouth shut and swallow her bile. She acknowledged that she understood and went to her desk. They watched her go and she doubled over two more times on her way to her seat. But once again, was able to keep everything down. The rest of the day was sheer misery for Narcissus and no one had any sympathy for her.

Her trip home was horrific. She kept the bag close to her on the subway, but still managed to keep everything down. Unlike Janice's shit, The girl's filth taste did not fade with time. She had to deal with the ramifications of what she was forced to do all day. When she finally got home, she was three shades of the purple with green in between. She could barely walk. When she got home, she was meant with Janice dressed in a strap-on.

Janice took one look at her and said. “What the hell happened to you?”

Narcissus began to cry “the girls took their turn.”

Janice had an incredulous look on her face “took their turn. What do you mean? What happened?”

Narcissist put the bag to her mouth once again, but was able to hold it down again. She was getting good at that. “Behind my desk at work, there's is a big screen TV. They put the picture of me with the skid marks on my face, plus one with me cleaning you out on it and took their turn. Plus they spanked me.”

Narcissist could not understand why Janice was making her tell her this, she was the only source of that information. She had to have given it to them. Janice on the other hand went from the look of incredulous to O My God, I'm guilty. “Oh My God, I did not mean for them to do that. I only sent that to them to show I was being thorough. Not to set this up. I'll take care of it and make sure it never happens again. I am so sorry for Gods sake go brush your teeth and use mouthwash. Take some Tums or antacid if you have any.”

When Narcissus went to get cleaned up Janice typed out 10 nasty grams, sending a tone down version of the worst to the group. She was sure this would not happen again and if it did, she would the care of it.

When Narcissus came back in she looked like an angel scent from heaven. She had changed into a light dress, let her hair down and tidied up her makeup. The curtsy she gave Janice twisted her insides like nothing you could believe. Janice went up to her and gave her a long lingering kiss. Unbeknownst to her, giving Narcissus what she wanted most. She too liked the kissing and cuddling a lot. The night before was sheer heaven for her.

When Janice detached from Narcissus. “I know I am the mistress, but do you think it would be OK for the mistress to cook dinner for the slave this once?”

Narcissus Smile became even more radiant. “The mistress can do anything she damn well wants”...”Up to and including making the slave eat shit” That last part absolutely crushed Janice, she could not believe she did it, little own be accomplice in what happened the next day. She figured she would die before doing something like that. She really could not believe she did to someone she considered a friend. Narcissus on the other hand, was beginning to wear the episode like a badge of honor. She could not believe she did it either. She figured she would wake up alone in a pool of vomit the next day. Having survived the office girls follow up. was just amazing to her.

Dinner was perfect for Narcissus. She could not figure out if it was because she had shit in her mouth or because of Janice's skill, but the Steak was absolutely scrumptious. The rest of the night went perfect too. They kissed cuddled and munched on each other's clit until they passed out.

The next day was just as surprising and pleasant as the night before. When she got to the office, the first thing that happened when she walked through the door was all 4 of the girls broke out in apologies. She was surprised and accepted their apologies, but then said “Why?” The girls all looked at each other a little confused on how to approach that and then the one who controls the TV behind her desk said “I guess we'll have to show you.” She clicked a few buttons on her keyboard and said “It's on your TV.”

Narcissus went into her office with the girls behind her and saw Janice's email on the TV.

From 'Janice Smith'

To the 'Office Group'

“What the hell? Are you guys even human? in no way shape or form was that email supposed to provoke what you did. If that ever happens again, without direct orders or detailed, DETAILED, Writen instructions, I will dismantle you so bad that they will have to bury your parts in different States. End Of Discussion.”

Narcissus began to cry and the entire office group patted her on the back and left her alone. Later that day for the first time in over a month the office Girls bought her lunch. It was only a P.B. and J. but it was the only thing they knew she liked. She mentioned it in a joke about never growing up as her favorite sandwich.

Narcissus knew this would not last very long, Mistress slave relationship simply didn't work this way, but she was very happy it happened to her