Sister’s Toilet Slave Femdom Story

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Daniel was finishing his beer and decided to go look for Lisa on the upper level. He approached the stairs when he thought he saw her sister making her way out of the club on the opposite side. He decided to follow her and started slowly making his way out through the crowd. People, dancing all around him were making it difficult to pass. Half-way through the stage, someone pushed him from behind, causing him to bump into a short girl in front of him thus spill her drink all over her shirt. He apologised and turned towards the exit, but at this point the girl’s boyfriend punched him hard in the face, knocking him down.

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He could hear faint music around him, not sure where it was coming from. The volume gradually getting higher when all of a sudden something cold splashed his face. Daniel opened his eyes and saw a group of people in a circle around him. He was lying on the floor. “What happened?”, he asked. A blonde girl holding a half-empty plastic bottle of water answered: “You got punched badly and passed out for couple of minutes. Better get out for a breath of fresh air”. “That’s what I’ve been trying to do”, he replied somewhat sarcastically and moved towards the exit.

Now outside, there was no sign of Amy. He tidied up his hair and clothes and saw a drop of blood on his jacket. He rubbed his nose with one hand and removed for examination. There was a red line of blood across his fingers. “Dammit! That guy must’ve broken my nose”, he told himself. Remembering that he has a first aid kit in his car, he headed back to treat his wound.

Turning in the street where he had parked his car, he heard a cry for help. He rushed to the scene only to see Amy being pinned down to the ground by some guy, his pants were down. It seemed like he was trying to rape her. At the other side of the street, he saw Lisa running towards them, screaming at the man to get off of her sister. Seeing both Amy and Daniel closing by, the man quickly pulled up his pants and escaped through a nearby alley.

Omg!, Amy are you OK?, Lisa held her sister. Her blouse was thorn and now she appeared to have passed out, probably due to shock. Daniel approached the girls and spoke. “Hi Lisa. I’ve never hoped I’ll bump into you like that”, he said. “I heard the screams and rushed straight this way to see what is going on”. – “Oh, hi… uhmm…” “Daniel…”, he interrupted her. Yes, hi Daniel, she replied. Daniel stepped close to Amy to examine her. “She’s unconscious but has a steady pulse. She looks fine otherwise”, he added. Good thing we managed to get here in time. Do you know how this happened, he asked Lisa. – “I don’t know… My sister called me on the phone and when I picked up I heard her scream “the back alley… help…” and then hung up. When I dialed her back she wasn’t answering, so I rushed here as fast as I could”. Lisa’s voice was trembling.

“Omg, what am I going to do? I am so dead. I am so dead”. She broke down in tears. – It will be alright. We’ll call the police and explain them what happened. Your sister will be fine. It seems like that monster couldn’t… he took a pause and then continued, “You know what I mean…”. – No, everything is not OK, she replied sobbing. You don’t know what my dad will do to me when he finds out that my sister got nearly raped, and all that happens right after I begged him to let her go out with me tonight. I hold full responsibility for her. My social life is over… I can’t… I just don’t know…, she continued sobbing. “I wish I can help somehow”, Daniel said. She looked back at him, her face all in tears. “I don’t know. My sister almost got raped and that bastard got away. It doesn’t look good for me. If we had him caught at least, it could’ve been different”. – Daniel thought for a while and replied. “Well, I can take the blame.” “What? Did I just say that?” He thought to himself. Really?! He heard her say. Her face somewhat lit up. “Uhmm, yeah, I guess”, he responded somewhat hesitantly. She stood up and jumped in his embrace. “If I live through this, I’ll be forever grateful to you”. Daniel closed his hands around her waist. Her silky blonde hair curled up in his face. It smelled so nice and feminine. His heartbeat racing… He couldn’t wish for a better turn of events. “I really am holding this goddess in my hands”. That was the only thought occupying his mind at that moment.

– “Yes, I will help you”, he spoke again, but this time with more confidence in his voice. -“Thank you so much Dan! I’ll find a way to sort this mess and get you out of this as soon as possible”. With that, she kissed him on his left cheek. She dialed the police…

********* 1 MONTH LATER

“Order..! Order!” The female judge demanded attention in the courtroom. A woman sitting in the public stood up and shouted: “Rot in hell, you filthy rapist”, and then threw an egg towards the defendant and hit him in the back of his head. A collective ‘boo’ ensued in the courtroom, coming from a large group of feminists. Daniel removed a handkerchief out of his suit’s pocket and wiped the broken egg remains off his head. The judge spoke again. “Are both sides ready?” “Yes, your Honor”, replied the prosecutor. “…and you Mr Stone…?”, the judge moved her attention to Daniel. “Yes, your Honor”.

“OK, so let us proceed with the case. A decision has already been made by the jury and will be announced shortly. The judge adjusted her glasses and skimmed through a sheet of paper in her hands. She cleared her throat and spoke again. “To recap, in the case documents it said that you’ve been caught in the act of attempted rape of Ms Amy Anderson by her sister Ms Lisa Anderson, and subsequently apprehended by her. It also read that you have made full confessions and pleaded yourself guilty of attempted rape on Ms Amy Anderson. In the night of the accident Ms Amy Anderson couldn’t recognise your face as the attacker, which is attributed to the state of shock she must’ve been in”. – “Yes your Honor. What I did was despicable and from the bottom of my soul I want to apologise to Ms Anderson. I don’t know what I was thinking back at that night. I am sure whatever the verdict is, it will be just”. A collective ‘booo’ filled the room again. “You won’t get away that easily you filthy scum!” someone shouted. “Silence!”, the judge, ordered. “Very well, then. I am holding the verdict in my hands”. She opened a small envelope and took out a folded piece of paper.

“Mr Stone, you are found GUILTY of attempted rape on Ms Amy Anderson. The initial prosecution plead was for life time imprisonment. However, since it is your first crime and you pleaded guilty, and otherwise your academic record is exceptional, the sentence was reduced to the following:

“The punishment will be 3 years of full-time toilet servitude to Ms Amy Anderson. This is a new method that is being used for rape criminals, developed by leading psychologists who suggest that the best way for the victim to recover of the shock, and be a productive member of society again is for her to vent all of her frustration at the criminal. Thus, you will be used whatever way she pleases in the comfort of her home”.

Cheerful screams filled the room, interrupting the judge. “Quite please!”, she ordered. “I am not finished”. “For the duration of your sentence, you will be stripped off of basic human rights, and be the PROPERTY of Ms Amy Anderson. In general, she will use you as an everyday full-time regular toilet. She should strive to keep you alive for the duration of the sentence”. You will be installed in a special toilet bowl in her bathroom.

The sentence should be carried out not later than 24 hours”. “Today’s session is over”. The judge rang the bell on her desk and left the court room.

The feminist group started cheering. They seemed extremely happy by that decision. Although, the method of toilet slave punishment was rather new, they knew of a few similar cases in which the criminals couldn’t live through that horrible torture and were begging to be killed.