Amy Webber held tightly to Wildman as the big Harley rumbled down the interstate. The little redhead’s panties were soaking wet, but not just from the vibration of the hog. This was her dream come true; this weekend she was being accepted into the group.

She had fucked and sucked almost every member of the gang, but it hadn’t helped; she had remained a want-a-wannabe. Then last week she had let Papa Bear, the President of the club fucked her in the ass, and she was in. The only problem was Mama Bear, as the leader’s wife, was in charge of the Bitches, as well as their initiation, and that’s why they were headed to the farm upstate.

There were six girls being initiated, but Mama Bear had promised her a special ritual! The little redhead was scared shitless of the mammoth-sized woman, but she would risk anything to get in.

They arrived at the farm about sundown Friday night, and after the women had unloaded and put everything away, they gathered by the campfire and ate a jungle lunch. After the meal, Mama made an announcement.

“Each of you new Bitches will be given a Mistress for the weekend; do everything she bids, or you’re out.” She said with a sadistic smile. Mama then walked over to Amy and grabbed her arm. “You’re mine, and you will answer to the name Toilet; is that clear?” She asked. At first, Amy only nodded, but when the grip on her arm tightened, she said, “Yes, Mama, I understand.”

Amy could hear the grunts of couples fucking and started to fidget. Mama took notice of this and in a firm voice she said, “You’ll get fucked plenty, but first you have a job to do now: strip.” Amy didn’t hesitate and whipped off her halter, revealing her apple-sized breast. Mama reached out and toyed with her nipples while she wormed out of her jeans. Once the jeans were off, Mama reached down and rubbed her hairless twat. “This might be a little more fun than I thought, my little toilet,” she said with a smile. She then led Amy to the old barn.

When they got inside the barn, Mama removed her clothes, and Amy could not help but be impressed. At six feet and three inches with measurements of 46, 34, 40, she was a sight to behold. Her nipples were the size of a Mason jar lid with tips an inch long. Her bush was a well-trimmed strip of golden blonde hair. After she had removed all of her clothes, she pushed Amy to her knees. “I have to take a wicked dump, my little toilet,” she stated in a sinister tone.

“You’re going to shit on me?” Amy asked, sobbing.

Mama laughed. “No, I’m going to shit “in” you, and you better chew and swallow, and you better not throw it up.” She said. Then Mama turned so her ass was in Amy’s face. Next, she bent slightly forward and spread her cheeks. “Scoot up close so you don’t miss any and keep your mouth open till I tell you to chew!” Mama instructed.

Amy was already feeling queasy but did as she was told. Mama’s asshole began to wink, and Amy sensed it wouldn’t be long, and she would have a mouthful of shit. Mama’s asshole continued to wink, but before unloading, she cut one nasty ass fart.

Amy felt the air through her hair, and the smell almost stifled her, but she held firm. In another instance, she saw a turd about one inch in diameter break through the tiny opening. When it reached about three inches, it broke and fell into the waiting mouth. The taste was vile, and the girl almost threw up, but again held firm.

Soon Amy’s mouth was full and her face was covered. “You may flush now, you little bitch.” Mama said, giggling.

Amy began to chew, and even though gagging, she managed to swallow, and finally, her mouth was empty. “Now wipe your face and dispose of that!” Mama ordered.

Amy was beyond caring now and did as instructed. “I bet that left a nasty taste in your mouth. Lean forward, and I will give you something to wash it down, and you better drink every drop!” Mama demanded. Amy dutifully leaned forward and was rewarded with a yellow stream of fluid.

When the girl had caught the last drops, Mama pointed to a water barrel. “Go wash yourself, then come clean me with your tongue.” She said. Amy again did as ordered with the knowledge it couldn’t get any worse.

Once Amy had finished her duties and eaten Mama to an orgasm, the two women left the barn to join the others. They didn’t bother dressing as they intended to be doing some serious fucking. Amy did excuse herself to brush her teeth, however. When they joined the group, Amy was laid across a barrel like the other Bitches and Mama made sure Big John was the first to fuck her.

As a rule, Amy would kill for a fifteen-inch dick but not up the ass without lube, and Big John showed no mercy, pounding her ass with long, hard strokes. When he was finished, Amy was certain all the tissue in her rectum was destroyed. John didn’t seem upset, though, when he offered his shit-covered cock for her to suck clean, and she took it without hesitation and licked her lips afterward.

Amy lost count of how many cocks she had put in her or how many pussies she had licked for that matter. The orgy lasted for hours, and when it did end, Amy went to sleep with Papa in her ass and her face buried in Mama’s twat. At breakfast that morning, Mama leaned over and whispered, “Don’t eat too much. I have a special dessert for you.” Amy knew without asking she would be having a nice piece of shit pie.

When Amy was leaving the barn after dessert, she saw that a couple of the other Prospects had been bound tightly to trees, and their Mistresses were whipping the crap out of them. As the girls withered and squirmed from having their legs, backs, and asses whipped, the tree bark took the hide off their front sides. Amy felt her panties getting wet as she daydreamed about doing that to Mama or having Mama do it to her.

“You getting off on that toilet?” Mama asked as she walked up.

“Maybe a little, Mama,” Amy replied, hoping Mama didn’t have to take another shit already.

“Well, I’ll let you watch, but when they are through, I want you to take the supply truck drive twenty miles and then come back.” Mama said, handing her the keys.

“Yes, Mama.” Amy answered without asking why, although she was really curious but figured she would know soon enough. She finished watching the beatings and left as the two girls were about to get ass-fucked after Big John. She didn’t even want to think about ass-fucking.

Amy enjoyed the drive in the country, enjoying all the rustic scenery and dreaming about being a full-fledged biker bitch. She also dreamed of having reciprocal sex with Mama. She longed to bury herself in those melon-sized tits and have Mama bury her face in her tiny twat, although after last night, it wasn’t so tiny. Before she knew it, she was back at the farm.