Humiliation is not a scene I do very often. I like to play in the light so it’s a little hard for me to dig into that headspace, which can be awfully dark.

But not with the Athlete.

(Funny, I mentioned him the other day and Voila! he calls. He happened to be in town this week.)

He’s not dark. I kinda get where he’s coming from with his kink. He seeks balance. I can dig it.

So when we play, “balance” is the intention I bring. Creating desire in and then denying someone who’s told “yes” all the time. Desecrating that body he puts so much time into perfecting. Giving him the opportunity to do something right: neither he nor his team are performing well, but he can perform for me. Loathsome and difficult as the jobs are I give him to do, he can do them well.

Halfway into the scene, he asked for permission to use the bathroom. Number one, he said. I gave him a container and rested my head on his shoulder to watch. When he was done, I slid the three-prong speculum into his asshole, cranked it open, and funneled his own hot piss into his ass.

Reduce, reuse, recycle.

I clamped the nose leash to his face and dragged him to the bathroom. It occurred to me as I watched him shit out his own piss with me still holding the leash on his nose that he’s like my dog, pissing on the sidewalk while I watch and wait. I tell him this.

Good boy.

9 Comments

  • Miss Orleans,

    What’s to say about a post like that?!

    All I can come up with is that it’s not what you do, nearly as much as, how you do it!!!

    Thanks for sharing that story.

    Peter.

  • What you describe is the antithesis of what I need, seek, or crave. But hearing/reading it makes what I (think that I) seek clearer (if such a thing is possible). Someday I should try to put that into words.

    God bless him for needing, wanting, craving it, and knowing it. And god bless you for your insight and your ability to deliver it so intuitively and seemlessly.

    Thank you so much for letting us be a part of this. It is an awesome vignette.

  • Once again you show how it’s not so much what is being done but HOW it’s being done that makes something sexy.

  • @Peter, Axe —
    I still don’t particularly understand what y’all mean when you talk about “HOW” something’s done. I mean, how many ways are there to stick a speculum in butthole? (Answer: Not Enough)
    Still, it’s sweet of you to say and I’m glad you enjoyed(?) the post. I have fun with him. (But, shh! Don’t tell him I said so!)

  • @garrett
    All I can say is that I’ve been wanting to speculum piss enema someone’s ass for a while now. Happy to finally bring the toy out! Again!!!

    I’m mostly just glad the kid found me and that he comes back to see me now and again so I can fuck him up all good.

  • Miss Orleans,

    So you’re not sure HOW you do it?

    To me it’s like this: First, it’s who you are as a person. You’re special. And you make each of us feel special. We each believe that we have a unique connection with you. And we do. We just love being with you.

    Then it’s what you do for our kink. Not only are we not ashamed of it, but you draw it out of us in such positive ways. You make us proud that we are wired as we are. For many of us you help intergrate it more into out daily lives – you’ll hear more about that from me very soon. We learn to love the kinky way we are.

    As we step into a session you take us to such wonderful places. Often, places we’ve never been before and places we never thought we’d go. You catch us with that look, those eyes, that smile, the voice and the touch. Let’s not forget the drool. We are cherishing each moment of the session – not wanting it to ever end.

    Now you bring out the speculum!!! At that moment. In that place. For you. For ourselves. That’s all we want!!! We want it. We need it. We crave it. The session won’t be complete without it. Not just because you want it. Also, because it’s the place that you have brought us to. It’s what is supposed to happen. We’re in lockstep with you as you move forward with us.

    That’s HOW!! At least to me.

    And all this from a guy who’s not that much of an ass guy. Maybe, an asshole.

    Just one question. Where was the humiliation??? Geez, maybe I gotta revaluate my definitions in this world.

    Yours,

    Whizzer

  • I think Garrett communicates the “how” of it for me pretty well too.

    There are Mistresses who would write (and think, and feel) “Then I shoved this metal thing up his butt and poured his pee in his butt and then dragged him to the toilet and laughed and pointed and pushed on his belly…” etc.

    And there’s nothing wrong with that, but I find that it lacks the depth and substance that your style shows. The simple purity of the way you describe the scene is entirely different. At least it reads that way to me.

    Though unlike Garrett I can see the definite humiliation in having a Mistress who took my own urine, forcefully gave it to me as an enema, and then pulled me by the leash into the bathroom so that I could evacuate it.

    BTW, is it ok if I picture you with your hands on your hips and tapping your high heel foot on the hard stone floor? Because that’s working for me 😉

  • @Aarkey
    Actually, I think you meant to cite Whizzer there…

    But your point’s well made, nonetheless. I don’t really have much experience with how other Mistresses work, especially not from the sub’s POV. Stuff I do/say seem like pretty obvious choices to me, but

    As for picturing me hand on hip, tapping my foot … that’s pretty close to what really happened. My favorite part of him being on the toilet was just how he couldn’t raise his eyes past my feet it seemed like. I was high all day after that.

  • Ahhh, yes Miss Troy Orleans, I was citing’ Whizzer.

    And I’m glad that the pose and demeanor wasn’t just my imagination 😉

    Isn’t demeanor just one of those words that sounds like something a Mistress has and a sub doesn’t?

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