Honest Story : Training To Be Her Can


Bdsm, Extreme
I was on my knees in front of the German domme, Goddess, in her small townhouse keep room, which had elegant curtains serving in the berth of doors between rooms. While it's hard for me to be honest about these matter, I knew this was the chance I'd long been waiting for.

"I enjoyed being your toilet,"I said, and she immediately understood, including the theatrical role I wasn't saying out loud.

We had met a duo of months before, when the first domme I'd ever frequented, a transgender fair sex who'd taken a liking to me, introduced me to her in the cast of a academic term between the three of us."She's very strict,"I was warned,"I want you to represent me well."

Early on in the session, Goddess asked if I had been trained as a crapper,"golden showers only, of course."I said yes, as my domme had once pissed in my sass a bit, not enough to earn it a gratify experience. I hadn't revealed then that this, and more, was a huge unrealised hoodoo for me.

Goddess had me seal my mouth around her pussycat and she squirted a modest amount of piddle into my mouth.

"swallow,"she ordered, and I did so. She did it again. Then she said,"I have ... three ... more of those for you."And she pissed in my oral cavity three Sir Thomas More clock time, me swallowing after each, reveling in a fetish being realized.

"Very good,"she said."Some people think they're up for that but react badly to the reality. You're a natural."

For weeks after I revisited that moment while masturbating. One thing I really appreciated is that she wanted me to drink all of her pissing, and directly from her. I don't like porn where the piss just runs out of the individual's mouth, or the person pissing just drench them in it, or they piss in a spyglass and have them drink it from there. All of it, from the source, is what I want.

In addition to the thrill, there was a bit of letdown about the"aureate showers only"comment. The repose of my fetish was to get to experience having my tongue fully embedded in a mortal's cocksucker and for that somebody to denounce in my mouth. I wasn't interested in actually eating take a crap, just the proscribed experience of smell and tasting it in my mouthpiece. But her remark seemed to rein out the possibility. The more I thought about it, the more than I wondered. Not to be stereotypical, but she was High German so perhaps she would be unresolved to it but didn't want to admit that too easily. Eventually I figured that this was possibly a unique opportunity, and I should just try for it and see what happened. So I scheduled a session with her alone, and a few workweek later I was kneeling in figurehead of her.

"I enjoyed being your toilet,"I said, but I was too fearful to bring in clear my full meaning, and I thought she might assume I just meant drinking her piss.

Instead, she instantly understood exactly what I meant."I see. I'm not organise to do that today as I wasn't expecting it, and it's also something you need to work up to. And, this is very important, this will be our secret. No one, including my friend who introduced us, knows I do this. American English are very flighty about this sort of thing."

And so we had an sympathy. The session that day included more piss drinking and some ass beating, as well as licking her teat. Each of her torso parts was perfect. She had amazing breasts, a snatch I loved licking and crapulence from, and a double-dyed puckered bunghole that I couldn't wait to get more intimate with. She started the session by putting a safety on me, and for toilet obligation she had a peculiar electric chair so her private parts were directly over my brass. This time she again paused after each bit of piss and told me to take back. Several sessions later she suddenly informed me that she'd no longer be holding back to let me swallow, that she was just going to let go and it was up to me to drink her piss as fast as it came. I was actually being trained. I absolutely love being given instructions like this, and enjoyed the challenge of swallowing as my sass filled with the water that just kept coming.

At the end she had me use a funky little vibrator to make myself cum while I lapped away at her dickhead.

For the next academic term she told me to bring red licorice, without account. She inserted a train of the licorice up her ass and had me eat it out of her. After that she had me bring a chocolate bar and eat a square of it out of her asshole ; this was a particularly safe bit of training since it so closely approximated the veridical thing.

And finally it was time for the genuine thing.

She made it clear that I was not to take in her shit, which was ticket by me. She pissed in my backtalk as usual, no stopping, and then had me focus on her asshole while she concentrated, fingers rubbing at her clit as she pushed. I licked at her asshole aggressively but couldn't get my tongue inside, which was frustrating. After a match of here and now her asshole suddenly dilated loose and I eagerly stuck my clapper in as far as I could, tasting micro turn of shit as I swirled my tongue around. At last this was really happening.

"It's on the way,"she said,"you might be able to feel it now."



And I could ! When I extended my knife there was a bit of resistance. As it got closer I could run my glossa along the freighter of the shit and feel the picayune nodule. A huge part of the experience is not knowing exactly what's coming and having it reveal itself dramatically. The Goddess grunted and came as the log of shit slid out and dropped into my back talk, the end sticking out between my lips. I applied the vibrator to my shaft and reveled in the sensation of actually having her shit in my mouth.



She asked if I wanted her to bump off it and I shook my head. For the side by side mates of instant I basked in the fulfillment of a hoodoo I'd never thought I'd get to know, until I came.



This now became a received part of our sessions, which we'd have every few months. One time she realized she couldn't produce any shit that day, so she made up for it by telling me to take as much clock time as I wanted with my tongue in her ass while I used the vibrator. It was heavenly getting to indulge deep inside her son of a bitch for so long.

The sessions ended with the pandemic. Now, as some sort of end appears in sight, I feel the longing return to once again be her toilette .
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