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October 5th, 2007

09:48 pm

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September 6th, 2007

07:29 am - Even more submissive?
i have been thinking if there is some way in which i can be more submissive than by being "just a toilet slave".

i think i have come up with a variant -- being a human bedpan. In fact, i would like to belong to a Domme who took me to visit Her dominant female friends when They were sick, especially when They were so sick that They really hated to get out of bed.

The funnel helmet depicted with my identity would be perfect for Them -- diarrhea, whether pure liquid or semi-solid would slide right into my mouth.

my destiny is to be used like this.
Current Mood: peacefulpeaceful

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April 20th, 2007

11:35 pm
I have one fantasy that makes me cum every time. I am tied face-up to a bed or couch, and you are sitting on my face, smothering me, teasing and torturing my penis while I lick out of your filthy asshole. The smell is stifling, fresh shit is smeared all over my face from when I've had it in my mouth but gagged and spat up. And if my tongue isn't straining as far into your hole as you would like, you hurt me viciously until I'm tonguing you out with everything I've got, straining against the restraints. Then I feel something solid inside you, pushing out toward me, and I can't, or dare not, turn away as it comes...

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February 3rd, 2007

08:26 pm - What a coincidence...

This is quite a lovely video (right click then select "save link as") and well worth the download.

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January 31st, 2007

09:45 pm
The third is being handcuffed and face-down in a bathtub, my C&B tied up into a permanent, painful erection, stretched back between my legs with you holding the leash. Sitting over the edge of the bath, you piss on me. You release your enema all over me, I feel it in my ears and it pools under my face. Then you instruct me, ruthlessly with a hairbrush, on how to be your toilet paper. I also have this image of you standing over me fully clothed, me naked on my back and being force-fed your toes and foot. Which are covered in shit. Licking the shit from between your toes, cringing as you tap the hairbrush in your palm.

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January 1st, 2007

09:42 pm - To my dear friends ...
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December 28th, 2006

03:55 pm - Merry christmas!
Insert your face here :)
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December 16th, 2006

05:44 pm - A couple of wonderful sites
i was asked to provide everyone with the URL's for a couple of sites that all lovers of toilet slavery will most likely enjoy thoroughly.

The first one is The Scat Forum -- http://www.thescatforum.com . This site provides free posting and sharing of written and video materials, has a general posting board and even a chat room for those of us who like either using or being a human toilet.

The second one is Extreme-Board -- http://www.extreme-board.com . This site is for sharing very edgy stuff. There is a special scat board, one for bdsm and finally one for just all sorts of extreme stuff. Regarding these boards, this is the only place in which animal scat is freely shown that i am aware of.

[For those of you recoiling in horror about such a depravity, my last Mistress (who was a clinical health professional and an RN) wanted to take me on a walk with her dog so that she would not have to be bothered with poop-scooping. So, this really does exist, i assure you all.]

Enjoy yourselves!


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December 14th, 2006

05:58 pm - Gawd your such a shit!

I went to a leather charity auction event on Monday and had a rather interesting yet entertaining time.  At first I didn't really want to go, I was exhausted, every muscle hurt in my body and my couch was surprisingly comfortable.  I ended up taking a taxi instead of the bus (my car was totaled months ago) which is a rarity for me just due to the expense.  Four begged and begged that I stay home because I looked so tired but I went - mostly because I knew I had to go (I was in the auction) and the cab was already on its way. 

I walked in and minutes later the auction began.  To be honest with you I was scared to death because I knew I had to be in front of a roomful of people, only a tiny handful of those I knew intimately - okay.. maybe a handful is a lil exaggerated.  More like two people that I knew well enough in that room to share a secret or two.  I went over how and what I was going to say repeatedly in my head and even practiced with someone - unknowing to him, boy that was slick.

Finally I was standing in front of the room, I opened my mouth and didn't sound like an idiot.   Everything went amazingly well and I helped raise $65.  I walked away thinking "damn I pulled that one out of my ass".

I hung back in the room with my friend Mr. W. and a gentleman...no a male...walked up and stood beside me.  I really didn't think much of it, after all this isn't a pick up joint...or maybe it is??  He said hi and I said hi, we chatted about photography and the work he's done.  I talked about my art and how much I love photography and he starts to lead the conversation towards kink.  Naturally I assume he's a dominant male (most are at this group) and treat him as such - no differently than anyone else.  "Oh I'm a submissive" he says and I'm thinking "damn, my radar is off".  He talked about his kinks, I talked about mine (not mentioning any of those taboo kinks), then he offers his email to me and I ask him to write his email in my notebook then hand it to him.  Then he starts to talk about this is the first meeting he's been to in a long time, that he lives waaayy outside of the metro area and he's going thru town on the way to somewhere else.  This is a red flag.

He finished writing down his info and handed it back to me.  I noticed that not only did he include his email but he also included his interests (how thoughtful) which included toilet slavery – specifically shit eating. 


Well how interesting that one would just put that out there without knowing the other person.  This is not common kink and quite taboo.  Did he think I was going to be shocked?  Did he know I wasn’t going to be shocked?  This definitely had me wondering “what if, what the fuck” and “how did he know”?  I asked him more probing questions and decided this guy was going to pay a large amount of money for this particular kink.  I didn’t tell him how much, just told him he was going to be paying a wad just due to all the preparation I have to make. 


Hopefully I scared him off.  Maybe I didn’t. but I haven't heard from him since which is a good thing.

I’m just picky about who I play with when playing this arena.

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October 2nd, 2006

07:27 pm - I'm still smiling...

with thoughts from Friday night. 

Holding your head in my arms, forcing your mouth open and watching the urine drip into your mouth. 

Watching myself in the mirror as I passed the knife across your chest.

Watching your face squint at the horrible smell of shit filling your nostrils.

Feeling you from the inside as I was fucking your ass with my fingers.

Seeing the genuine fear in your eyes.


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