People always ask me why I’m into what I’m into and why I ‘let’ women use me as a toilet.
It’s always something that has come totally naturally to me, it has always felt right to lay beneath
a woman. I started to think about piss when I was around 8 years old, I lived on a estate and I had a
thing for my friend’s Mum. She was obviously much older than me and chavvy as fuck, I used to
fantasise about being locked in the house with her, her using me as her toilet for weeks on end and
not letting me leave.
My first proper girlfriend was at around 14, I’d make a point of going down on her straight after she
took a piss, I told her about my toilet fantasies but never seriously, I would make bets with her that I
would purposefully lose and the wager would be that if I lost I would have to do something ‘disgusting’
like drink her piss. I’d lose the bet and tell her that I would hold up my end of the deal but it just never
happened. I realised that what I wanted wasn’t for her.
At around 17 I started dating another girl, she was more open minded, a total virgin whose only previous
experience before me was being drunkenly fingered at a party. She was open minded and quickly took
to the role of being dominant as well as being extremely selfish when it came to pleasure. She could
sit on my face for hours on end until my tongue was too tired to work. She also really enjoy having her
asshole licked which for me was perfect, she always made sure to not wash for a few days and have
me lick it after she had been at work. She enjoyed it being sweaty and having me totally worship the
scent and after she was satisfied with me appreciating its aroma I would lick it clean. I felt comfortable
enough with her to tell her my fantasies in the hope that she could help fulfill my them. She didn’t bat
an eyelid when I told her, it was obvious she quite liked the idea of it. It started off pretty slow we never
jumped straight into it; she started off by pissing all over the toilet seat and making me lick that clean,
she’d piss in a glass and soak her knickers in the golden liquid, stuff them in my mouth or put them over
my face and fuck me. This progressed and soon after I was drinking straight from the source regularly.
As with anything, when you have something you want more, you want to push it. I would dream
about lying down in the ladies at fetish events, being used by multiple women multiple times. I like
the idea of being used as a toilet for an a party or a hen night. I guess total objectification
became more important and I craved to be used without any thoughts or feelings of how I felt about it.
It’s about female superiority, being reminded of my place, dropping my ego and alleviating all control.
I don’t want to be used for my benefit or because someone thinks i will enjoy it, I want to be used by
women that enjoy degrading me, laughing at me or just want to try it for the first time.
Fast forward a few years and I no longer have a say in who uses me as a toilet. My girlfriend informs
every woman that enters the house that I am the toilet and she would be very disappointed if that
facility wasn’t to be utilized! There has been countless women that have used me now without me
consenting to it whether I find them attractive or not, I like not having a say in the matter and being
passed around to whoever she chooses. I’m her property now, women ask her to use me and that’s
my life, the way it should be. I wonder who I will have to be under next...
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