If you are under legal age for your locality. don't read this. or if you are offended by bondage,cock and ball torture or scat. This is just a story, any thing else was done alone and in the privacy of my own home. No others were ever involved.
Mark Martin
Fantasy and Reality 11/12/00
It seems I've been into coprophilia from the time of puberty. I can remember masturbating while smelling my underwear and my stink finger all the way back to my earliest awakenings into sexuality.As I grew up my "simple" pleasures matured into riskier more exciting acts, acts that I'm sure most of us in private all share to some degree. I grew up with a need for risk taking at a level much above normal. I became a hardcore thrill seeker. Physically, emotionally,and sexually I just seem to require a higher level brain chemical releases to keep me satisfied. It's not odd that I enjoy the smells and tastes of sex, I think most of us do. Along with that I also find there to be a blurry thin line between pain and pleasure. Well for better or worse
Thats Me..
Now to get to the point I have several times gone thru a very nasty and risky ritual. It starts a week or two earlier with my freezing a key within a large bowl of shit and urine I had collected from my bowels during that time. I start out by getting all the materials together and making sure I'm expecting no visitors, for instance it is usually late at night and during the kind of a snowstorm you that might only find a Yeti in, that I would carry out my extreme acts of self debasement and sexual torture. I always start by drinking very large quantities of alcohol. Once drunkenly anesthetized and numbed both physically and morally, I would then tie up my balls, apply a large amount of Icy Hot and various hot pepper juices on them and then before I would loose my nerve, I would then quickly lay down on a large sheet of plastic, then for added stimulation I would tie my balls to an arm spreader bar and to a butt plug buried deep in my anus. Finally once all the painful stuff was working its way into my balls I'd then lock my hands and feet in wide pipe spreader bars that I'd initially tie to doors on opposite sides of the room. To accomplish this, I bind my hands to short nooses connected to two chains in opposite directions thru the center of the pipe. The chains are then padlocked (by mouth) making sure the padlock is easily within reach of my mouth.
Almost immediately the torturing witches brew I had liberally smothered my balls with makes me groan in agony. You just can't seem to get drunk enough to stop this kind of severe pain, it always feels like my balls are tied up too tight causing panic to set in.
Where's the key? damn! you guessed it, it is solidly frozen somewhere deep inside of a large pile of one or two weeks worth of shits and urine just below my face. Still in panic I find that licking the frozen shit doesn't melt the block fast enough so I start attacking it with hard large bites.
I don't know how long it takes me to finally locate the key but you can be sure that I am completely shit faced, I've got pieces of shit roughage painfully stuck between my teeth and saliva dissolved shit is running down the back of my throat Once the shit warms up a powerful smell is in my mouth and nose and I start drooling and retching uncontrollably My heart is racing, my balls are writhing and going thru waves of intense pain, the butt plug is trying to work its way out, as I grunt and moan for what seems forever. The more the plug tries to exit my rectum the harder the pull on my balls. I continue to dig into the shit and start to eventually realize an altered state of consciousness. Oddly, between spasms of pain I feel like I could easily cum, but I know that if I do the retching would get worse, I can barely keep from vomiting now. I go into a survival mode where I must save my testicles at all costs. The frozen shit and urine pile has almost been completely turned into mush And much to my misfortune I find that I had started to dig into it from the wrong side. Using my mouth I manipulate the key with much more difficulty than I anticipated Finally "click" the lock opens, I pull it off of the chain and I am Free.
Now let me tell you this much so far has been a true story And I have repeated the act 5 or 6 times but now let me push beyond the reality and into a fantasy. My fantasy is that I take all of my toys camping. I hike naked with a small pack several miles off trial and then set up my torture spreader racks using climbing gear and tree branches. In the back country I can even find a convenient ant hill to park my penis and balls on top of thus adding extra maddeningly itchy pain. I am trapped, far from any possibility of rescue If darkness sets in before I can free myself I might become hypothermic or at the very least suffer miserably naked in the dark and cold until sunrise. Even the unthinkable could occur, a bear or a nosy mountain lion could come up and decide to eat me. In the depths of my deepest horny thoughts I snap the lock shut.
Many moments pass as I realize what I have done. I quickly begin to chew and lick for the key that will free me. As I lay there gaging and choking on my shit trying frantically to free myself I here a twig snap behind me. I freeze and listen in abject terror. A death like this would forever be etched into the folklore of this area. I try to look around but see nothing . My heart is pounding so hard in my ears that my sense of hearing is rendered all but worthless. A lightening jolt goes thru my body as a voice suddenly says "oooh yummy, what have we here?" It was a females voice. I scream silently in my mind, FUCK! I'm busted. She steps around in front and our eyes meet. Shes naked? and very very beautiful. Tall and blond and obviously a mountain mama. Shes holding a half empty bottle of tequila and something else behind her back "I thought I was the only one that used this area for masturbation" She says matter of factly. "Will you undo me" I ask, as my brain started to work overtime trying to explain my predicament in as face (shit faced) saving way as I could concoct. "I was tied up, and left by my now ex-friends" I quickly blurt out. My face felt like it was ten shades of red and I was beginning to sweat so profusely it filled my eyes with stinging tears. "No you weren't" she quickly replied as she held up a pair of medium sized binoculars. "Your entertaining predicament brought me off several times. You put on a very horny and perverted show." as she said this she was slowly rubbing her clit. "And no!, I will not untie you until I can cum a few more times, theres plenty of time before dark and my camp is just a hundred yards up the hill." I was squirming and audibly moaning for the Icy Hot was in full hurt and the ants were obviously just as irritated as I was. She giggled,
"You're stinky but you're cute" she squatted down in front of me and saw the rope going from the spreader bar to my balls. She reached for it and gave it a quick two jerks. I yelped! "whats this?" she says using a cute teasing voice. My dick was rock hard for I was staring right into her wide blond crotch and could just see her anus. It was puckering as if getting ready to shit. Then I smelled it. She had farted and it smelled pungently fresh and different than my shit. She could see the surprised look on my face and smiled mischievously. "I want to watch you try free yourself, but where's the key to that lock?" she thinks for a moment, "Oh I see, the key is in the shit. Now I get it." She paused and farted again. Then as if an idea just popped into her head she said slowly "why don't I shit on top of your shit". I could not believe my ears! she turned around and squatted over me. Almost instantly she began to pee on top of my head. It was running into my ears and into my eyes and the hot fluid stung them. I could taste it in the corners of my mouth. After her piss subsided I could see why her fart had smelled the way it did. A very unwomanly vile mush violently squirted out of her anus. It was a very large, soft, putrid stool. "Ohhhh ya, ya!" I could hear her sigh of relief. "I was cooking that shit inside me all morning. Now lets see you find your key" she untied the rope to my balls from the spreader bar and tugged hard on it practically lifting me off the ground. "Eat!" she said in a raised voice. "And swallow it all" . She tugged hard on my ball rope which had now become a leash for her control. I wanted free of this so I thought that if I very quickly eat the shits that I could get past the retching. I surprised myself and swallowed nearly both of our shits entirely. Thru it all the blond was moaning loudly as she was rubbing her clit on the back of my head alternately jerking on the ball leash and my butt plug..
Finally the key was mine. Watching me manipulate the key with my mouth she clapped her hands and cheered as I freed myself and struggled to stand up. She was staring at my erect cock which was now nearly deep purple and covered in biting ants. Ignoring the ants I stooped over facing away from her and started to vomit. The shit vomit came out my nose and as I was coughing in the throes of my self inflicted evil agony I was shocked to hear her loudly say, "Now it's my turn, tie me up"
not The End....