It still haunts me Part 6: Punished for being late I woke up the next day at 8.25 a.m. I shouted in awe and directly left my bed and flew up there without even washing my face or cleaning my teeth. I hurried to the kitchen to prepare my Mistress's breakfast. That took about 10 minutes and it was all ready at 8.40 a.m. I started licking Mistress Nelly's toes to wake her up. She stirred lazily in her bed. "What is the time now, Alex?" she asked. "It's 8.45, Madame." "8.45. You are 15 minutes late, you butthead. You are to be punished, Alex, to remember keeping good track of time in the future." I just see nothing wrong about being 15 minutes late, considering the fact that Mistress Nelly was not a working woman and that she has nothing urgent as far as I know to regret being late. However, I thought, she would never miss a chance to prove her superiority over me and strike fear into my heart "On your knees. You are to be slapped on your miserable cheeks by my feet 100 times and then your face is to be mashed under my feet for 30 minutes." She started slapping my face with her right foot: my left cheek receiving the front of her right foot and my right cheek her right sole. She kept swinging her tormenting foot like hell as if she was practicing on the punching bag in front of her: my face. After she finished I felt extremely dizzy that ground was in the sky and I began to see stars. She grabbed me by the hair and had me lie on my back bringing my face up to look directly at the ceiling. Sitting on the left side of the bed, Mistress Nelly then rested her two feet on my miserable face and started to mash it violently under her bare heels and scratched my cheeks with her long pointed strong toenails. My face was on fire and my head was spinning. I screamed, but that made her more violent. She muffled my cries with her left sole, and started kicking my nose and forehead with her right bare weapon she calls foot. She stopped after a while. May be she had some pity on me. Her left sole was tightly shutting up my mouth and with her right big and second toes pinching my nose closed and cutting off air supply. "You know, asshole, I could end your pathetic life now. I can easily kill you," she said. My face grew red I could feel it and I thought I was really dying. She took her feet off my face and I gasped desperately for air as if I was being strangled. "Get up and apologize properly for your Mistress," she ordered. I got up and took both her feet and started kissing them enthusiastically. "I'm sorry, Madame. This will never happen again, I promise," I said. "OK. Go bring me my breakfast quickly." I brought the tray containing her morning meal and she leaned her back at a bellow in the bed. I sucked her toes while she was having her breakfast until she signaled me to dive my head between her powerful thighs under the tray and wait for her farts to take into my lungs. The first fart was a long soundless one with hideous smell that could function as a toxic agent used in a chemical warfare. The following farts had spluttering sounds but the smell was not so deadly as the first one. I heard fingers snapping so I got down on my knees with my head looking downward. She put the tray away and told me she wanted to go to the bathroom. I put on the footholds and she gave me one on the nape to move ahead to the bathroom. "I thought of denying you your daily meal as punishment, but I reconsidered the matter and settled for the kicking and trampling. See Alex, I am so kind-hearted but I warn you not to take advantage of this." We reached the bathroom and with two hits I stopped. She dismounted and ordered me to lie on my back. Peeling off her panties, she said "I think you have liked my mushy diarrheic loads yesterday, haven't you, baby?" Yes was my answer. "Well, I have good news for you, Alex. I still have these damn runs, and I am thinking of covering all your face in those brown feces to give you the generous opportunity of reveling in my sweet shitty scent. After I finish dispatching my cargo on your face, you are to lie still like a corpse for 30 minutes. I will then come visit you again and wash your face with a huge torrent of my precious pee." She lowered her bottom directly over my face and a huge non-stop juicy brown liquid attacked my face. No part of my exposed face was not covered by her excrement. It went down my cheeks, neck and hair. She kept relieving herself on my face for 15 minutes. My vision was blurry from the shit over my face but I heard her clearly say she would for refreshments and beer. "See you in 30 minutes, Alex baby," she said. She returned to the bathroom slightly intoxicated by the beer, just to find me like the corpse she had instructed. "Hi, Alex hon. I am back and guess what; I have a loaded bladder that is going to explode over your face, but first I will put this stainless bowl under your head so that my bathroom floor remains clean," she said. Madame Nelly put the bowl under the back of my head so that all his piss, and of course the shit on my face, would end up in the bowl. Suddenly I felt a gush of warm stinky liquid flowing over my face like a shower. Pee was flowing non-stop for five minutes over my face. As vision began to get clearer, I looked to see a hole three centimeters over my eyes sending uncontrollably crazy gushes of urine. "He-he-he! Didn't I tell you that my bladder was to explode? Enjoy it baby. I have a surprise for you, Alex dear." Her urine came down to small drops and she stood up as she finished and put on her black panties. "Today, Alex, I am going to give you Mistress Nelly's special: the mushy-shit-beer- urine cocktail. You will now get your meal as I promised you. Eat the content of this bowl, honey. All of it. I want no trace of this in the bowl, do you hear me?" "Yes, Mistress. Right away!" I closed my eyes and started to swallow the strange mix. The test was indescribable. It was like shit, or so to speak. I finished it all and I felt really ill. "Good boy! Now go home and bathe and report here at 6.30 p.m. to help me with preparations for the big party. Listen, Alex. You better do your best in this party. I don't want any embarrassments in front of my friends, otherwise there is going to be a great deal of hard time for you. I think this is crystal clear, huh?" she said. "Yes, Madame. Very clear. I'll do my best." "We'll see. Since you are in awful shape and you are stinking in my cocktail, I exempt you from the farewell greeting of kissing my toes. Go now," she ordered. I went down quickly to my place and ran to the bathroom. I was so ill that I tried to vomit but to no avail [of course it would be hell for me if my Mistress knew about my attempt to bring out her precious waste from my bowels]. I took a bath and slept for three hours to wake up at 6.00 p.m. and before I slept I made sure the alarm was working properly [It just did not ring today morning and this incurred my Mistress's punishment of foot-slapping and face-mashing].