Commercial Union

Commercial Union

In my previous story, which concerned Sharon, I deliberately used the first person without naming him because I wanted people to be able to imagine themselves in the role without having to rewrite some of the narrative. One reader enjoyed the story and made a request for me to write something specially for him. I took his idea and extended it a little, but I thought that I would share his feedback.

"I have willingly drunk a woman's piss right from the source more than once and it was the most erotic and intimate thing I had ever experienced. The first time a woman pissed in my mouth while sitting on my face it excited me so much I came all over myself, untouched.

Although I have never experienced it, I KNOW I would let, or even ask, a woman to shit in my mouth, as long as it wasn't messy like diarrhea. But the mere thought of having my mouth pressed over her asshole while she pushed a hard turd into my mouth makes me hard as hell. I doubt I could chew, eat or swallow it because it's vile, but, hell, I think I would even pay a woman to do it.

I would hate for my friends or relatives to know how deviant I am in this regard, but piss drinking and having a woman shit in my mouth is the ultimate sex act.

please write more along this line. Imagine me hiring a young beautiful escort and perhaps while tied down I would be forced to drink her piss or eat her shit. I would love for that to happen, and I would pay dearly for it.... sigh..."

I would buy a ticket to watch this guy's fantasy being fulfilled. And so, the story.

I had dated Sharon for more than eight weeks. In the fourth week, I had discovered that she had more than a few kinky desires. Initially I was more surprised than shocked, but being on the autistic spectrum a little I was able to process things in a logical manner. Statistically the chances of meeting a woman who was into scat sex were around five thousand to one. The chances of meeting an attractive woman who was into that sort of thing were even higher.

The night when I discovered just what she was into was memorable. The sex was the best that I had ever had and it was the first time that I had experienced golden showers and piss drinking. It was also the best sex that I had ever had and I wanted a lot more of that. Our approach to scat sex had been slow, erotic and sensual. I was worried that too much too soon would lead to an inability to proceed. We had done quite a lot of rimming and finger sucking., and I had discovered that what Sharon had said was true, timing was vital. Men and women reach a certain level of excitement and at that point will agree to almost anything in order to orgasm. Sharon had been very enthusiastic; I had been more cautious and my kink journey was slower than hers as a result.

It was three weeks before Christmas and I mentioned to Sharon that my birthday would be in four days time on Saturday. Her eyes lit up and she asked:

"Can I arrange something special for your birthday?"

She licked her lips a little after speaking and looked me in the eye and after a moment's thought I answered,

"Depends what you have in mind."

"I want it to be a surprise!" she pouted "but I can promise you an unforgettable blow job but I don't want to say more. You do want an unforgettable blow job don't you?"

I could say no to that. People say that anticipation is half the pleasure. I had some certainty about Saturday evening, an amazing blow job and I had to say that Sharon was more than capable of making good on that promise. I wasn't sure what else she had in mind and that was a little concerning. Then my logical thinking kicked in, whatever it was it would not kill or injure me, any discomfort or distaste would soon be over. Plus, I would get to see Sharon in a state of wild excitement - and that I liked.

I arrived at her place at 6.30, I had bought a bottle of Veuve Cliquot which needed to go into the fridge. I pressed the doorbell. To my surprise, Sharon was wearing a frumpy housecoat, she kissed me and put the bottle in the fridge. Then she led me into her spare bedroom. I looked around and noticed the black plastic sheeting covering everything, including a single bed which was significantly higher than is usual.

"Ok birthday boy, take off your clothes and give them to me" she smiled.

I did as I was told, we had played with the power exchange thing quite a few times, She took my clothes and left the room with them. When she returned, she had removed the frumpy housecoat and what she was wearing pushed almost all of my buttons. Black leather boot, lacy black stockings, a leather basque which emphasised her curves and left her gold nipple rings exposed while supporting her breasts. She had an elegant spiky collar to complete the ensemble.

"On the bed!" she said, "c'mon chop chop!"

I was a little slow. She grabbed my erect cock and pulled toward the bed;

"Lie down, face up!" she snapped.

As I did so, she retrieved some block nylon straps from under bed and secured my wrist and ankles, firmly but entirely uncomfortably. She raked her fingernails along my cock, not hard enough to make me bleed or caused scratches but hard enough to let me know who was in control of this scenario.

"I tried hard to come up with something for your birthday. I wanted something memorable, something that we would both enjoy and then I thought that you like to make me happy, so whatever I came up with would have been fine. My first idea was to present you with a shit sandwich and a glass of piss, no sex unless you ate and drank everything. Then I realised that I really didn't know enough about this whole scat kink. And what do we do when we lack expertise?" She asked raising an eyebrow.

"You tell me" I answered.

"Simple, we outsource and bring in a consultant." She said, and then raising her voice added "Mildred! Come in please!"

The door opened, Mildred had short cropped hair and was dress similarly to Sharon but her cunt and arsehole were more exposed, I guessed that she was in her mid-thirties. With the exception of her face, neck and hands she was heavily tattooed in a traditional Japanese style. A black riding crop was held in place by a belt. Everything about her screamed power hungry.

"Hello," Mildred purred "Sharon has told me a lot about you. You are a bit shy; you want to know how things feel but you might lack the courage to try things. That's where I come in. I can make you want to try new things. Sharon will have limited involvement she wants to watch and learn."

I lay there, a mixture a fear, dread and absolute excitement running through my mind.

Mildred checked the straps and then reached under the bed to retrieve a padded box, essentially it was a few inches deep with two faces missing. She slid it under my head so that I could not turn my head. There was the sound of Velcro and I realised that I could not move my head laterally. Then she put a thick studded leather collar around my neck and secured me to the bed frame with two more Velcro straps. I was totally incapable of movement.

"He'll be much more amenable like that," said Mildred, "often I make them wear a leather or latex hood and sometimes a blindfold. But your attachment is romantic so it's nice to be able to enjoy his facial expressions and eye contact. You might want to engage him in conversation. Often. I make my clients wear a gag, I like the ones that are like a sink drain, it stops them talking and can't stop me putting anything that I want to insert into their mouths. They consent in advance and cannot withdraw their consent, a bit like riding a roller coaster, you can't get off halfway through the trip"

"Supposing he won't open his mouth?" asked Sharon.

"Not a problem!" answered Mildred "There are many was to get a man to open his mouth willingly - admittedly a little coercion might be needed. Shall we make a start?"

"Let's do that" answered Sharon enthusiastically.

Sharon looked into my eyes and gasped a little, she was like a child in a toy shop and I was going to be her favourite toy.

"First," said Mildred "I like to remind my clients who is in control, who is responsible for please and pain. Some of my clients have very low self esteem, so for them, the act of submission is all important, it affirms their role in life. Others just want to push their boundaries, like middle class people who go on adventure holidays. How would you class this one Sharon?"

"Well, I know he likes to submit because he wants to make things special for me, then again so do I - I don't think he would engage in anything really kinky unless he gets to come." Sharon answered. "So how do we remind him?"

"Watch and learn" grinned Mildred.

With that, she gently stroked her fingernails over my chest. She came perilously close to my throbbing cock but each time she did so she deliberately stopped short. Then she used the palm of her hand to massage my nipples, it was arousing and relaxing, then suddenly she seized both nipples between her thumbs and index finger and pinched hard, really hard. It was not pleasurable, especially when she tugged on them too. She told Sharon that all of her female clients got that treatment but she liked to do it to males. She also said that it was a very useful delaying tactic during lovemaking. Despite the discomfort, my cock was getting harder and harder.

Mildred slowly raked a single fingernail along the shaft of my cock, then turned to look at Sharon.

"When he gives you oral, do you sometimes want him to use more force, more pressure?" she asked.

"Intermittently," Sharon answered "I try pushing down more but the stimulation stays about the same."

"You could just tell him but generally when you are the middle of having sex it is not a good time to start a conversation." Said Mildred.

Mildred rubbed her fingers over her shaven cunt and then inserted them It was obvious that she enjoyed doing this sort of thing. Then she leaned over my face and put her fingers into my mouth.

"Lick them clean!" she said "we might come back to this later, but with more flavour."

I licked and sucked her fingers, the taste was different compared to Sharon's, but I still liked it. The she positioned herself so that she was facing my cock and placed her cunt over my mouth. After a time, my tongue was getting tired and Mildred was demanding more pressure. That's when I really noticed the riding crop. I couldn't see what was happening. All that I could was Mildred's tattooed cunt and anus, so when the riding crop was flicked onto my cock and balls all that I could do was to spasm with the pain, my body arched and my head raised involuntarily within the limits of the restraints. There were eight more blows to my cock and balls before Mildred shuddered to a climax. That was when I discovered that she was a squirter.

There wasn't much but I swallowed it all anyway, and continued to lick gently until Mildred decided that she had had enough.

"Is he a good drinker?' Mildred asked.

"He has not actually drunk a lot," Sharon answered.

"It's different when they are lying down and restrained. They have fewer options" Mildred said. "OK, I am going to fill his mouth with piss, he will have to swallow, I need you to hold his cock in one hand and his balls in the other."

I felt Sharon's hands take up the requested positions and she began to stroke my cock a little and it felt so good after the riding crop. Mildred was in full flow and I was struggling to keep up.

"He needs to swallow more quickly and open his mouth wider!" said Mildred "Squeeze his balls to encourage him."

Sharon needed no encouragement, she squeezed hard and waves of erotic pain hurtled through my brain. I suddenly found that I could swallow more quickly. When Sharon had finished emptying her bladder. Sharon once again fondled my cock gently, she stopped when I started groaning with pleasure and grinned.

"Enjoying your birthday?" she asked.

"Sort of," I answered

"Well, I am enjoying it," Sharon smiled "and it isn't over yet.

Mildred moved off the bed, and pushed the two middle fingers of her left hand into her anus, when she withdrew them, they were covered in shit. Mildred smiled,

"A little entrée before the main course and dessert," she said and turning to Sharon added "Same protocol as before, if he looks like he might be trying to come, squeeze his balls, the closer he looks the harder you squeeze."

I felt Sharon's hands return to my cock and balls, Mildred put her face close to mine and pinched my nose, when she judged that my mouth was opened sufficiently wide, she inserted a finger and told me to lick it clean. She looked deep into my eyes as she made me clean her finger.

"I enjoy this bit a lot." she said "they have no choice, they are under my control and looking into their eyes as they experience the flavour does something for me. You can't look into their eyes as you shit into their mouths, that's something that you miss unless you are making a souvenir video. Although the aftermath can be a lot of fun."

Evidently the first finger must have been clean enough because Mildred inserted the second finger. It is hard to describe the taste, it had elements of burnt coffee and was pungent. I guessed that it dependent on what somebody had been eating.

"OK," said Mildred "time to turn up the heat a little"

She positioned her anus over my mouth and instructed me to rim her as she masturbated.

"Push your tongue in as far as you can!" she ordered "I so like this, be a dear and give balls another squeeze if you would".

Sharon squeezed hard and the contrast between the gentle stimulation that my cock was getting and the brutal attention being meted out to my balls took me somewhere. I have since learned that BDSM afficionados call this being in the zone. That's where I was. Mildred had another orgasm and then slid forward. She raised herself up to give everyone a better view and then slowly and deliberately she shat on my chest. Then she turned around so that she could look down into my eyes, picked a little of the shit and smeared it on her juicy cunt.

"Now lick it clean!" she instructed.

I had no option other than to comply. After four or five minutes the taste of shit diminished and the flavour was entirely that of fresh cunt. Mildred raised herself up a little, looked into my eyes and said,

"Oh, you missed a bit," she said.

The she picked a larger quantity of shit, rubbed it onto her cunt, and the licking started afresh. I was aware that Sharon was masturbating, I couldn't see her but I recognised the noises that she made. Mildred must have orgasmed at some point because I felt the spasms on my shit covered tongue. When Mildred's cunt met her exacting standards for cleanliness, she lifted herself off the bed and looked at me and said.

"You've done pretty well so far. One of the things that I like is to introduce a random element. something unexpected," she looked towards the door and raising her voice she called out "Derek! We are ready for you now."

My eyebrows shot upward, Sharon sniggered between masturbatory strokes as Derek entered the room, he was naked, fairly well built and was sporting a huge erection.

"Over here dear please," Mildred said and when Derek was alongside me she lifted up the remains of her shit from my chest and wrapped it around Derek's dick.

"Sharon says that she promised you an unforgettable blow job for your birthday," Mildred smiled "this is it!"

I had never actually had any kind of sex with a man. I had nothing against it in principle but it felt like a bridge too far. Mildred sensed my reluctance and said,

"Sharon..."

"I know!" said Sharon "Big ball squeeze!"

Derek slid his dick into my reluctant mouth, I was trying to swallow as much of the shit as I could to help with breathing but Derek's dick kept obstructing my airflow every few seconds.

"Ok! Enough" said Mildred "Are you ready Sharon?"

Sharon gave a signal that she was, I wondered what was coming next and how bad it would be. Sharon bent of the bed and Derek slipped his dick into her receptive arsehole. He was thrusting around for a few minutes and then he withdrew. He loved to place his dick by my mouth. This time it had Sharon's shit all over it. Before I could protest in anyway, I felt Sharon's hand tighten around my balls and my mouth opened involuntarily. Derek shoved his shit covered cock into mouth and resumed thrusting. This time he had no intention of stopping. I felt his hot cum merge with the shit on the roof of my mouth and was relieved to be able to breathe properly when he withdrew.

"Open wide!" said Mildred "Sharon wants to what you have in your mouth."

Sharon was absolutely mesmerised by the view.

"That is so fucking hot!" she exclaimed.

I turned my eyeballs so that could look around the room. I saw that Derek's erection had subsided.

"I'll just use the bathroom," he began.

"You don't need to that," Mildred said " If you just need a piss you can do that here, you piss and Sharon can do the aiming.

Sharon's quiet sniggering turned into a deep chuckle. She kept one hand on my balls and help onto Derek's flaccid dick with the other. It took Derek a few moments to get a flow going. When he did it was plentiful and long lasting. Sharon aimed the jet at my dick and my face and finally into my mouth as she squeezed my balls"

"Wow! Ball squeezing is like power steering for men" she said.

By now I was beginning to understand the pattern of things, open mouth wide when balls are squeezed. I think that I must have drunk at least half a pint of piss in addition to the amount that I had swallowed earlier. The bonus was that it washed the shit and cum out of my mouth.

We were far from finished.

"OK, Sharon you are up next!" Mildred smiled. "You know what we discussed."

Sharon positioned her anus over my mouth, I wanted to avoid yet another ball squeezing so I just opened wide. What came out was firm and too much to swallow. Some of the shit rolled off my face and onto my chest and the Sharon lifted herself off the bed and looked into my eyes, it was the look of love pure and simple.

"Chew and swallow, then show me your empty mouth" she said.

I did,

"Sharon, do you think he deserves some sort of release? Possibly a blow job? I don't do that - do you want to?" asked Mildred.

"Not really, I am enjoying pushing little bits of shit into his mouth." Sharon answered.

"Ok Derek, down to you!" said Mildred.

Derek was orally gifted and Sharon kept glancing back to watch him at work and I began my run up to orgasm. Sharon managed to keep my mouth partly full of her shit and I filled Derek's mouth as I chewed down on the last morsel of filth. What happened next surprised me. Derek moved alongside Sharon and French kissed her and they passed my cum from mouth to mouth for several minutes.

Mildred and Derek both used the bathroom, got dressed and said their goodbyes. I was still restrained, feel dirty and disgusting but weirdly grateful for a great blowjob.

"If we do that again, I might kiss you," Sharon said, "but for now happy birthday!"

She gave my balls one last playful squeeze, and released all the straps. She retrieved the Veuve Cliquot from the fridge and brought glasses with it. She handed me a cold glass of champagne, it tasted very good.

"It's my birthday next month" she grinned "want to make it special for me?"

And I did, I really did.