Eat my... shit?

I once received this request...

'Can I have a pair of your panties? Would you be willing to poop in them? I am not talking about a smear, I want the entire load. The more the merrier.'

' I askfor this within a day or two at most of antipated(available time) use. I have frozen it in a few caseswhen something came up to cancel "my little play". Isuppose that preserves, but it takes much of the"heat" out of it for me. I have gotten up in themorning and said, gee i wish I had an obligingneighbor....'

'I am hungrily awaiting your call...Oh, and would you please cover in an inch or so of gold.'

So I went ahead and fufilled it. Could I imagine anything more humilating than someone eating my shit? Probably not. Did it arouse me? I'm not really sure... But I did enjoy reading the email I got a few days later.

'In case you were wondering..... Yes, I did eat it. I swear it tasted like shit! What was in those panties? Ah, how to convey the thrill to someone who does not share this fetish.... If it weren't for the internet with all the links and content, I'd think I was a lone freak! (Well, actually I did feel that way for years! I can tell you that remember that poo was as important part of my fantasy life when I was 8 y/o ) You look and see, "It looks like shit." "It smells like shit." And then you stop there. I don't. I can't. And what a swirl of a twist. I feel every bit of revulsion as you. I am repulsed by the look and the smell...oh. and I am also drawn. Along with repulsion is something else. A dose of endorphins that can only be matched by the sound of a third paddle (in that scene) cracking. Or a branding iron*. [I did mention that I am a serious pain slut,no? I used to attend parties (or clubs when I was in XXX) spend 4-6 hours actively being beaten... Oh, I miss that! but I digress] So I want to eat it. In spite of the negatives. I desire to be used thusly. Yes, I would like to spend an entire w/e bound beneath a seat with an oval hole..... (And yes I had one GF that would entertain this scenario for about a day) In this scene, from time to time I find myself looking up a girls bottom. Nice view. As she seats herself, I am filled with a mixture of conflicting thoughts/feelings. Thoughts: "She is only going to pee. again." "I swear they spend half their days peeing (well that is not actually a conplaint just now ;)" Of course, the next thought is well maybe she is going to do worse than pee. At this thought, I experience: terror, fear, anticipation, desire. I simultaneously desire a great nasty load, and fear this worse than anything! Well, the facts are: it IS nasty. It smells bad. It tastes worse. It is VERY difficult to swallow. So there I am in this swirling mess of thoughts, feelings, desire.... the anticipation of course is delicious. Added into this, is the fact that I have none. If she needs to pee, I need to swallow. If just a little, or a hogshead, whatever she lets loose I must deal with it. If she needs to poo, likewise, it is my problem. ANd I don't know what to expect! A small stinky bit? or maybe something that would clog the real sewer lines! And being bound beneath qualifies as "forced". This makes it easier for me to do what I have been telling you I desire.... So here i am.. with a package such as the one you handed me. Sometimes I put the contents of such a prize in the potty above me. Sometimes i will just (heat it to 98.4) put it on a tray and lick....which is what I did with your precious parcel. Staring at it, smelling it, with no one staring me down is hard. It was exciting. It was nasty (But not as bad as they usually are...) Yes I had a bit 'o fun. No doubt, I have give you TOO MUCH INFORMATION. So sue me.'

And I thought this was a one-in-a-million thing really, but it turns out not so much... Here is a snippet from another shit eater.

'I can rationalize your shit in my mouth. I adore you. you're the easiest woman to talk to I have ever met. love me.'

How could I ever love someone who is so utterly disgusting?! But a popular Chinese idiom goes "A dog cannot change its habit of eating feces," and I believe it. This shit is addictive it seems!

Come Quickly

I knew this guy and I would talk to him during the day when he was at work and he would get so unbelievably frenzied because he would have to wait until I was in his presence to cum... It was lovely. I've never seen anyone cum so quickly when I commanded.

'wow you are really cute. so how do we do this casue i really wanna cum for you? can we do this like now casue its my lunch break'

'maybe just grab my dick and help me cum?'

'if we do a repeat could i maybe just cop a feel for a second of your puss??? it looks so great.'

'im sure anything u suggest will get me off.'

'Oh no, I hope you are not ignoring me now. I wish we could work something out.'

'Please hurry'

'really wish I could get ahold of you. really wanna play'

'I am sooo horny today and really wanna play.'

And the emails kept coming, but alas every man who knows me knows that his time is limited. I don't have time for every man who wants me, just here and there at my pleasure. There was something about the fact that this guy would be waiting all day just to glance at my cunt and cum for me... but I had to leave him wanting more.

Relentlessly Dominant

I have been writing about my experiences as a femdom for a long time and was curious to see if anyone would read what I have to say. I would like to remain somewhat anonomous but for those of you who know me and will appear in my stories I hope you are proud that I remember your insignificant self, if only to once again take pleasure in your humiliation. I will be reposting some things I have written in the past and also letters that submissives have sent to me (without emails of course). If you are at all weak, which I'm sure you are, some of these stories will scare you, disgust you, and maybe turn you on. I give you my word as a good dom that everything I write is true. I will use no names, no places, or anything else that might identify anyone, I simply retell my stories.

Enjoy.