Sunday, 31 March 2019
Sunday, 24 March 2019
The night before prison
We both knew it was the last night we were going to be able to get into some absolute filth together for a very long time. A prison sentence was about to commence the following morning, so we had to make it one to remember.
We started out in a one of our regular spots in the Northern quarter and met up with a group of girls we often saw when we were in Manchester. As always, drinks were flowing and talk quickly turned to my toilet boys use. Toilet had met M a few times before, however, he had never been used by her, as the conversation between the three of us continued it became clear that using him was definitely something she wanted to do. I told her that as soon as she needed the toilet she was to let me know, she didn’t wait long, we left the bar we were in and found a fairly quiet back road, I told the toilet to lay down in a corner which was obviously regularly used as a piss corner and M pulled down her trousers and without hesitation soaked him in her piss. Watching her use my toilet was hot, as it seemed to come so naturally to her.
We went off back to the bar leaving the dripping wet toilet trailing behind, as more drinks flowed, M and I started to have a little of our own fun, we were a bit of a spectacle snogging and dirty dancing, our hands all over each other, while the toilet could only watch from afar. The only contact the toilet was allowed, was the privilege of licking M’s fragrant, sweaty & hairy armpits clean.
As the night drew to a close we left the bar with a few other women, on the walk home myself, M and another female needed to piss. We walked down an alley behind a busy bar and I told the toilet to take his clothes off and lay on his back, we formed an orderly queue in this dirty alleyway and one after another relieved ourselves all over him. It was clear the third women had absolutely no attraction to the toilet, she was androgynous in looks and was definitely more interested in women. This was the first time that the toilet had experienced being used by more than two women. He was left sodden in three women’s piss.
The next day he had to go to court without the chance to shower, still stinking like a filthy urinal he was given his 18 month sentence, he was sent to prison knowing that in the early hours of the morning he was being used in the only way that he deserved. I went home with M’s dirty panties in my pocket waiting to give him this gift when he was finally released.
Wednesday, 20 March 2019
I saw the toilet in a way daddy sees me
A Rose Between Two Thorns🌹
Me Daddy Miss Gold Her Toilet.
As I lay in our little pod on the plane with daddy surrounded by boring, snobby people wearing cashmere jumpers and t shirt bras, I feel to reminisce on Thursdays antics.
It was a first for us as a couple and a first for the toilet.
I have a thing for ‘firsts’, I take great pleasure in doing something with daddy that’s a first for us both. This was even more special though, it was a first for the toilet too!
Firstly I think it seems pretty clear I am the sub and daddy is dom. As you all know Miss Gold is the dom her toilet is sub. I’m very thankful for how much respect we have for our relationships and how comfortable the four of us are together, even though our dynamic maybe different it doesn’t stop a connection and great friendships from forming.
Miss Gold and I thought mid shoot that it would be hilarious if both me and daddy used her toilet. She uses the word humiliation, that’s a great part of their dynamic. It never has been for me I’ve always hated being humiliated and I’ve never understood the humiliation thing if I’m completely honest.
But as the toilet lay down in front of the elevator door on the cold concrete floor and I put my pink boots either side of his head, I saw something I’ve never seen before, I saw the toilet in a way daddy sees me, the submission, the way he closed his eyes, the calmness. It was something that made the experience feel really special to me. An experience I thought I would feel absolutely nothing in and it was just for the sheer ‘lols’ all of a sudden became special. I felt I was a part of something way more than what it seems. I’ll tell you what I expected, I expected him to look straight at my pussy but he didn’t he was so calm, respectful his eyes closed, ready, waiting, It was him who was waiting to take something, not me. As we pissed all over him I couldn’t help watch how he took it, to me something that I’d had no interest in looked simply quite beautiful from where I was standing. Daddy really did need a piss! Literally drowned the toilet. I never thought I would like being pissed on but for one I was grateful for how hot daddy’s piss was, it was like a warm blanket being put around my naked body and two it felt so different to what I expected. The toilet was literally steaming afterwards which we all found quite amusing.
As he licks my boots clean, again I wasn’t sure how I would feel with this, but again I felt I was part of something. Never thought I’d say this but I hope the toilet was humiliated as fuck.
And as daddy pointed out, it was Miss Gold who was glowing.
I look forward to seeing Miss Gold glowing like that again. There’s so much more to come.
Friday, 15 March 2019
Tuesday, 12 March 2019
Southampton
If you've read any previous blog posts you'll already know that it's very important to me that my toilet boy is used regularly by a wide variety of women, I love going to new places and giving women a new experience. A few months ago we were exploring Portsmouth/Southampton, we always announce our whereabouts on our social media platforms to see if we can meet up with some new faces...we had a response from a lady saying her and a friend would be up for a drink, we met, chatted and by the end of the evening the friend liked the idea of pissing all over my boyfriend. We went back to our very cheap hotel room and the toilet was lucky enough to receive a bladder full of piss from the curvy Goddess we had met a few hours before...
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