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Hey, everyone. This is my first story on this site, and I hope you enjoy it! Please leave a review and critique my work so that I can improve my writing in the future.

Please bear in mind this story contains scenes of Scat and Watersports. If you are offended by these types of acts, then don't read. Please don't leave negative reviews because 'Oh! Something I don't like! Let's leave bad reviews!' (Unless you are pointing out any mistakes or critiquing my work, I always appreciate constructive critique.)

The first parts in italic are from the last chapter of SherlockHomie's story; James and Kerry have some fun (and other sexual activities on campus). Go check out her stories, her's inspired me to write this.

Enjoy!
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James turned up at Zara's office and knocked timidly on the large oak door.

Zara opened it and pulled James inside. The blinds were drawn and the furniture had been pushed out the way to create a large space in the centre of the room. Various alarming looking sex toys had been scattered around the room.

"Take your clothes off." Zara ordered.

James lifted his black cherub T-shirt over his head exposing his muscular chest, six pack and tufts of newly grown chest hair.

"I meant all of your clothes, dipshit," Zara growled.

James pulled down his cargo shorts and boxers. His cock hung flaccidly between his legs.

"Is that all you've got?" Zara sneered.

James felt humiliated. He had always thought he had a big cock but now Zara was laughing at it.

"Pathetic. Now get on your hands and knees."

James did as he was told and Zara sat down and moved forward so her crotch was in his face. She pulled down her jeans and her lace panties.

"Suck my pussy, slave."

James moved closer and gave her snatch a tentative lick.

Zara sighed in exasperation.

"Look over there. You see that giant pink dildo?" she said.

James nodded.

"If you don't make me cum in the next ten minutes with your tongue I will shove that so hard up your arse you won't feel your legs for a week."

James didn't fancy being butt raped so he stuck his tounge out and spread it out over Zara's slit, than started licking her mature hairy pussy. It started to become very wet and James lapped up the flowing juices, then rubbed his tongue over her swollen clit.

"That's it you little man whore, suck my hairy pussy,"

James stuck his long tongue as deep inside her as it would go and flicked it around.

Zara moaned and squealed. She didn't have to worry about anybody hearing because all staff rooms on cherub campus are sound proof so nobody accidentally hears classified information.

Suddenly she climaxed violently and squirted her cum all over James face.

"Ohhhh fuckkk!" she yelled.

James reached up to wipe some of her pussy juice off his face.

"Did I say you could wipe that off, you little shit?" she snapped.

"For that you are getting punished."

Zara got up slowly and walked over to a large cupboard and opened it to reveal a chair, but no ordinary chair. This chair's bottom had been removed and had been replaced with a white toilet seat, and in between the legs there were wooden panels, with one panel having a semi-circle cut into it, presumably for someone to put their head in. With anxious butterflies in his stomach, coupled with a weird anticipation, James knew what was coming.

Bruce had told him about the viral '2 girls one cup' video, and after watching it several times, James realised he had a fetish for shit and piss. The only other person who knew was Dana, and by luck it turned out she had a shit fetish as well, and they had had good fun with it, but that still didn't make the idea of chowing down on the chairwoman's shit pleasant.

"Alright James, take a good look and think of this. Your punishment will last 24 hours. You will be fed by me and maybe some others. We'll see how it goes. Maybe you will learn your lesson and never disobey me again. Yes?" Zara said viciously.

"Yes." James replied quietly.

He was in two minds. One was feeling queasy and sick, while the other had a feeling of anticipation and excitement. Then suddenly Zara slapped him hard across the face, and James let out an involuntary groan.

"Yes what!?" She shouted

"Yes, mistress." He said, pain in his voice. His face was still stinging.

"Better. We might need to give you a harder punishment. I will need to think. Now, go back to your room and be ready for tomorrow at 8:00. Your punishment will start then." She told him.

"Yes, mistress."

"Good. Now get out of my sight."

And with that, James scurried out of the room like a rat away from a cat, dreading the next day. But for now he had to get to his combat training. Miss Takada had been making yet more comments on his slow reflexes...

Sorry for so little of my writing, hopefully future chapters will more than make up for this!