“C’mon in. Don’t be embarrassed. When we were talking in the bar, I told you that I’m looking for a service boy and servant, this is what I am talking about. I want to be comfortable throughout my day. I don’t plan on hiding anything due to some social norm, nor do I want to. You’re just going to have to deal with it. You can start to deal by kneeling in front of me, knees spread, with your head bowed….
“Last night you mentioned that when you were discharged from the Navy a couple of weeks ago, that you felt lost with no direction. Hell, you barely have a roof over your head. I took you home to see how well you take my cock. Well, not good. Not surprising considering how thick my cock is. You will need training—lot of it. Starting with, when I place you in a position, keep it. My cock in your ass needs to be at the right angle to give me the most pleasure. You will need to quit fidgeting. Just go with it.
“What impresses me about you is how you naturally fit into the servant role. Keep that mindset up. Clearly that comes from your time in the Navy. If you have been one of those pushy bottoms, —or what do they call them now, power bottoms,—it would not have ended well.
“Like I told you last night, I served 12 years as a captain. I can tell you that the time in service to the country never leaves you. You need to harness that continued willingness to submit to authority. Channel it. Let it serve you here. I will require nothing less. I’ve been looking for a boy that will carry out my orders without question, just like in the Navy.
“Last night you demonstrated that. Is that something you can live with on a permanent basis? You want to service me 24/7?...
“Good! Let’s start off by understanding that I am always in control of every aspect of my life: from my home to my consulting work, to my motorcycles, to my cigars, and to the boys I fuck.
“Inhale deeply. That’s from this cigar I was gifted by a client. It’s supposedly from a private collection of an exclusive maker. It tastes like shit. It’s a good thing we are in the toilet. The smoke has a better smell.
“You are inhaling deeply. That’s good. What do you know about cigars, other than it makes your wang hard when a real man smokes one sitting on the can in front of you?... Figured. You will be required to be educated in every aspect. I need a boy who will manage my collection. I want you to be to the point that you can recommend a smoke based on my mood and what I am doing, like what goes well with an afternoon scotch or what goes well on a bike run or even what cigar goes well with a blumpkin.
“Do you know what a blumpkin is? It’s when a man gets blown while he’s using the toilet. Yeah, move your mouth here. Reach in and pull my cock out. Get to work. I’m going to enjoy whatever I can out of this rather bland cigar.
“I expect a blumpkin every time I sit on the toilet. I want you to get to the point where you believe that my shit don’t stink. I’m not into shit, so don’t worry about that.
“Now, what you are wearing is all you will wear around here. Just a tightly fit T-shirt, cropped just above the pubic line. That’s referred to as ‘shirtcocking,’ that is wearing a shirt that does not hide your exposed pecker and ass. It gives me uncovered access to my toys when I want to. Yes, they do belong to me. I’m not going to put you in a chastity cage. There’s no way I am going to cover up such a beautiful cock, or that perfect ass. I have an at home gym in the basement, you will maintain your physique and ass. Every day, I want to see your ripped lean body filling out that shirt with a plump meaty fuckable ass exposed underneath it. I’m going to get you a script for Cialis, I want you to have a perpetual hard-on, or at least be semi-hard, throughout the day.
“Yes, you will be able to play with yourself, but no cumming without me allowing it. Pretty much the only time that that usually happens when my spent sloppy deflating cock is being cleaned off in your mouth. You still will need permission though, but that’s the best time to ask, pretty much the only time
“Speaking of cleaning, your job is to clean this place spotless. I will break out the white glove from time to time. You will cook. I want this house to run as smooth as if we were both back in the Navy. You will treat me like the officer I am. That includes saluting me. I expect a full sharp salute from you, none of this pansy-assed shit I see out there.
“Oh man, your mouth feels good. You are doing a better job on all fours in front of me than you did last night. Open your throat, I need to take a piss…. Also, I don’t usually announce when I do that. I mean why would a man walk up to a porcelain urinal and announce he’s going to piss in it?... You’ve drank piss before, haven’t you?... I knew it. You will need to fill me in on the details of that. Later.
“Fuck boy. You really are a natural at this. I would never have guessed it from last night. You were a bit drunk. Well you don’t have to worry about that. You will not drink alcohol from this point on, unless it’s in the form of my piss.
“While I am thinking of you in the bar last night, I saw you cruising the bathroom frequently. That’s going to stop. I am in control of you. I’ll decide later if it will be full monogamy from you, or partial with the caveat that I decide who and when. Get this, monogamy to me is not a two way street. I will certainly not be monogamous to you, bring boys home to fuck whenever I feel like. You will not only accept it, but you will welcome it.
“No fucking jealousy. In fact, I want you turned on to me satisfying my pleasure. Your hole should pucker every time you know I am balls deep in another boy’s ass. And after he leaves, I want you to beg to clean his juices off my cock, no matter how nasty.
“Speaking of nasty. You can stop with the blumpkin. You did well with that.
“Lay on your back. I’m ready for the clean-up. Every blumpkin ends with you eating my ass clean. I control the fiber in my diet enough so that I don’t require toilet paper, and wiping is merely a courtesy. So I should be clean. But if not, don’t mention it. Instead put that tongue to good use and clean me up.”
I love this post because I'm required to give my Master a blumpkin every morning. It's such a fucking turn on, but cleaning his shithole with my tongue when he's finished is even hotter.
This is how I was greeted for my interview as Mr. Johnson's personal assistant. I wasted no time getting my mouth on his enormous tool. I deep throated it and his groans were turning me on big time. "Yeah, slut. That's it boy. Make love to my cock, slut." After 10 minutes he ordered me down to his nuts. I licked and sucked his huge balls feverishly. "That's good, pig. Yeah. Work your way down, pig. Eat out my asshole, slut." I was so turned on by the smell of his filthy hole. My fag tongue worked its way up his hole. "Your fucking tongue licking my asshole. Clean my fucking asshole up, boy. Yeah pig...you eat that ass. Yeah mother fucker, eat that ass." After about 20 minutes he ordered me to bend over on his desk. With the taste of his filthy hole making me almost want to shoot, he said "Open up that hole for me, boy. I'm going to plow your pig hole. Yeah, fag. Take my tool. Yeah...that's it pig. Take it boy. Oh, fuck yeah. FUCK YEAH. Take it." I was moaning loudly. Fuck Me,Sir. Yeah. Use my hole, Sir. I'm your cum dump Sir. Fuck yeah. He was fucking me long and hard. His huge cock felt great. He eventually unloaded his cream in my ass and gave me permission to unload. I shot a stream like never before. He ordered me to get dressed. As I was putting my tie on he said "can you come in tomorrow for a second interview, boy?" Yes, Sir I said. Good, slut. 3pm. "Don't be late." I won't Sir. "Today was nothing" he said. "Tomorrow will tell what kind of a pig slut you really are." You'll wish you'd never have come in once I get done with you." Thank you, Sir I said. "Fuck you, pig. Get the fuck out of here."
The next day I showed up promptly for my second interview. As I closed the door to Mr. Johnsons office he ordered me to strip naked. His enormous cock was outside of his suit pants. "Blow me, pig" he ordered. I immediately began giving him head, deep throating his beautiful cock. "That's enough for now pig" he said after about 10 minutes. "I'm feeling a bit ornery today, boy. Bend over, mother fucker. I'm going to use you good." He began beating my ass hard with his belt. With each stroke of the belt I was in ecstacy. The hard and severe beating was turning me on big time. I couldn't get enough. He then ordered me to turn around and began beating my balls severely. My loud screams were obviously turning him on as the beating kept getting more intense. Finally, after about 30 minutes he ordered me to "get the fuck under the rim seat" he had strategically placed in his office. Once I was under it he ordered me to take 2 huge sniffs of the bottle of poppers that he handed to me. Then he ordered me to "eat that fucking asshole, pig. Yeah, clean it up. Get that fucking faggot tongue up my shithole, mother fucker." Fuck yeah, pig. That's it. Yeah. Clean that fucking asshole up." I was ready to shoot, but managed not to knowing that it would be rude to unload before Sir. Finally, after about 45 minutes he ordered me back on his rock hard dick. He pulled me by my hair down to his crotch. "Get on it, cocksucker" he exclaimed. Suck it, slut. Finally he unloaded a hot stream of cream down my throat. I couldn't get enough. I swallowed every drop. It took me no time to spray my cream all over. Quite possibly the biggest load I've ever shot. Finally he ordered me to get dressed. "You got the job, pig. You start tomorrow at 8am sharp. You're now my bitch and I own you." As he placed the collar around my neck I never felt prouder. "Now get the fuck out of here, faggot." I have work to do.
Scat. Although it’s a near-universal “limit” for most Men and fags alike, the truth is: Even those who insist “no scat” have fantasized about it at some point or another — even if they’re not willing to admit it out loud. Here’s another truth: Whether they’re “into” it or not is irrelevant. The reality is that superior Alpha Men have a right to use inferior faggots however they wish, and to have everything about them — everything on their bodies, and everything from their bodies — worshipped by said faggots.
Although it can be erotic for some, there doesn’t have to be anything sexual about it. Ultimately, it’s about power, control, hierarchy and the natural, biological order between Men and fags. Every Man should therefore be open to the idea of having a toilet fag (if only for the purpose of relieving His bodily functions), and every fag must be prepared for the day that they must answer the call of toilet duty.
For some, that day may never come. For others, it may have already passed. Either way, it’s in the spirit of that day that i answer the numerous requests i’ve received on this topic from my followers by presenting the following list of 20 ways to use shit pigs and scat fags:
Go a few days without showering and minimal to no wiping, then make Your faggot sniff — and then clean — Your dirty shithole.
Wear the same pair of white briefs for a week or several weeks. When the inside of them is more yellow and brown than white, make Your faggot suck on Your skidmarks and shit stains to get all the flavor out of them.
Take a shit. Instead of wiping, finger Your dirty hole, then wipe it on Your faggot’s upper lip. Let Your shit swipe dry there so the fag can smell Your stink in his nostrils all day long.
Sit on the toilet and make Your faggot suck Your cock while You take a dump. This is called a blumpkin. Enjoy it. Then, after, sit on Your faggot’s face and use his tongue as toilet paper.
Take a shit. Fish Your turd out of the toilet and use it like a marker to write “faggot” or “pig” on Your faggot’s forehead.
Collect a pair of Your faggot’s underwear. Take a shit in them. Make him wear them either while he services You, while he does chores for You or while he’s out running errands. Feeling Your warm shit in his fag-orifices will be a strange and exciting sensation.
Shit into a plastic sandwich baggy. Place the baggy into Your faggot’s facecunt with the opening taped to the outside of his mouth. Then, tape the faggot’s mouth shut, completely covering both his facepussy and the opening of the sandwich baggy. Proceed to fuck the faggot, spank him, edge him — anything that doesn’t require his mouth. While You use the rest of his body for Your pleasure, he’ll remain hopelessly fixated on the bag of shit in his mouth. He won’t taste it, but he’ll feel it. And it will make him feel pathetic.
Take a shit in the toilet. Make Your faggot bob for Your turds like apples.
Order Your faggot to hold his hands out, cupped, like a beggar begging for food. Shit into his hands. Order him to masturbate in front of You while You watch, using Your shit as lube.
Take a shit on Your faggot’s chest. Use your hands to smear it onto his face and body, like bodypaint. Or, make the faggot do the smearing himself.
Sit on the faggot’s face and order him to give You a rimjob. Eventually, sit down firmly and start shitting. You can warn him first, if You like. Or not. Either way, make him eat it.
Stretch Your faggot’s hole. Use your fingers, fist, cock, toys — whatever it takes to get it loose, open and gaping. Take a shit, then “re-pack” it into Your faggot’s hole, which should be loose enough to smuggle Your turds in. You can use a turkey baster or similar implement to assist You if necessary.
Invite some buddies over. Each of You take a shit on a plate. Blindfold Your faggot, given him a fork or spoon, and make him take a bite from each plate. It’s a blind taste test, and he must correctly match each turd to its owner. If he fails, he will be punished severely. Perhaps he has to eat the entire plate of shit that he guessed incorrectly, for instance. Or perhaps You will just beat him. It’s up to You and Your buddies!
Take a shit in Your faggot’s shoes. Make him go for a walk around the block.
Take a shit into a popsicle mold, or an ice cube tray. Freeze it. Next time Your faggot is over, make him lick the frozen treat — the “poopsicle” — You’ve made for him. (This works especially well when You have loose stools.)
Make Your faggot demonstrate proper blowjob technique on one of Your turds. (This works especially well when You have a hard, firm stool.)
Give Yourself an enema; release Your shitwater all over Your faggot’s body and/or face. Tell him You’re baptizing him.
Fuck Your faggot’s dirty, shit-filled cunt, then make him suck Your dirty cock clean.
Make Your faggot dinner. Substitute Your shit for one of the main ingredients. Make him eat and enjoy.
Harvest one of Your turds from the toilet, wrap it in plastic wrap, then freeze it. When it’s frozen and firm, use it as a dildo and fuck Your faggot with it. Or, make Your faggot fuck himself with it while You watch. If You like, You can save several turds and pack them together to form a bigger dildo.
Scat. Although it’s a near-universal “limit” for most Men and fags alike, the truth is: Even those who insist “no scat” have fantasized about it at some point or another — even if they’re not willing to admit it out loud. Here’s another truth: Whether they’re “into” it or not is irrelevant. The reality is that superior Alpha Men have a right to use inferior faggots however they wish, and to have everything about them — everything on their bodies, and everything from their bodies — worshipped by said faggots.
Although it can be erotic for some, there doesn’t have to be anything sexual about it. Ultimately, it’s about power, control, hierarchy and the natural, biological order between Men and fags. Every Man should therefore be open to the idea of having a toilet fag (if only for the purpose of relieving His bodily functions), and every fag must be prepared for the day that they must answer the call of toilet duty.
For some, that day may never come. For others, it may have already passed. Either way, it’s in the spirit of that day that i answer the numerous requests i’ve received on this topic from my followers by presenting the following list of 20 ways to use shit pigs and scat fags:
Go a few days without showering and minimal to no wiping, then make Your faggot sniff — and then clean — Your dirty shithole.
Wear the same pair of white briefs for a week or several weeks. When the inside of them is more yellow and brown than white, make Your faggot suck on Your skidmarks and shit stains to get all the flavor out of them.
Take a shit. Instead of wiping, finger Your dirty hole, then wipe it on Your faggot’s upper lip. Let Your shit swipe dry there so the fag can smell Your stink in his nostrils all day long.
Sit on the toilet and make Your faggot suck Your cock while You take a dump. This is called a blumpkin. Enjoy it. Then, after, sit on Your faggot’s face and use his tongue as toilet paper.
Take a shit. Fish Your turd out of the toilet and use it like a marker to write “faggot” or “pig” on Your faggot’s forehead.
Collect a pair of Your faggot’s underwear. Take a shit in them. Make him wear them either while he services You, while he does chores for You or while he’s out running errands. Feeling Your warm shit in his fag-orifices will be a strange and exciting sensation.
Shit into a plastic sandwich baggy. Place the baggy into Your faggot’s facecunt with the opening taped to the outside of his mouth. Then, tape the faggot’s mouth shut, completely covering both his facepussy and the opening of the sandwich baggy. Proceed to fuck the faggot, spank him, edge him — anything that doesn’t require his mouth. While You use the rest of his body for Your pleasure, he’ll remain hopelessly fixated on the bag of shit in his mouth. He won’t taste it, but he’ll feel it. And it will make him feel pathetic.
Take a shit in the toilet. Make Your faggot bob for Your turds like apples.
Order Your faggot to hold his hands out, cupped, like a beggar begging for food. Shit into his hands. Order him to masturbate in front of You while You watch, using Your shit as lube.
Take a shit on Your faggot’s chest. Use your hands to smear it onto his face and body, like bodypaint. Or, make the faggot do the smearing himself.
Sit on the faggot’s face and order him to give You a rimjob. Eventually, sit down firmly and start shitting. You can warn him first, if You like. Or not. Either way, make him eat it.
Stretch Your faggot’s hole. Use your fingers, fist, cock, toys — whatever it takes to get it loose, open and gaping. Take a shit, then “re-pack” it into Your faggot’s hole, which should be loose enough to smuggle Your turds in. You can use a turkey baster or similar implement to assist You if necessary.
Invite some buddies over. Each of You take a shit on a plate. Blindfold Your faggot, given him a fork or spoon, and make him take a bite from each plate. It’s a blind taste test, and he must correctly match each turd to its owner. If he fails, he will be punished severely. Perhaps he has to eat the entire plate of shit that he guessed incorrectly, for instance. Or perhaps You will just beat him. It’s up to You and Your buddies!
Take a shit in Your faggot’s shoes. Make him go for a walk around the block.
Take a shit into a popsicle mold, or an ice cube tray. Freeze it. Next time Your faggot is over, make him lick the frozen treat — the “poopsicle” — You’ve made for him. (This works especially well when You have loose stools.)
Make Your faggot demonstrate proper blowjob technique on one of Your turds. (This works especially well when You have a hard, firm stool.)
Give Yourself an enema; release Your shitwater all over Your faggot’s body and/or face. Tell him You’re baptizing him.
Fuck Your faggot’s dirty, shit-filled cunt, then make him suck Your dirty cock clean.
Make Your faggot dinner. Substitute Your shit for one of the main ingredients. Make him eat and enjoy.
Harvest one of Your turds from the toilet, wrap it in plastic wrap, then freeze it. When it’s frozen and firm, use it as a dildo and fuck Your faggot with it. Or, make Your faggot fuck himself with it while You watch. If You like, You can save several turds and pack them together to form a bigger dildo.
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