A Piss and More Special

In response to a recent blog post a follower called Gr Herman asked a great question. He wrote:

Why do we like to drink piss so much [?]

Herman is also someone who likes to drink urine, albeit in his case he likes to mix his wife's piss with his own semen then drink it hands-free from a bowl on the floor. i can't speak for Herman but i can try to explain why it is that i really love drinking Owner's golden nectar.

My interest/fascination with urine dates back to my very early teens. It was at the age when i was just about able, for the first time, to develop an erection but was still unable to produce semen. Instead, i played with myself until i pissed. i don't know if i am alone in that or if other men experienced any similar such early association between urine and pleasure before they developed the ability to ejaculate? When out fishing (again in my early teens) i would also sometimes deliberately wet myself to enjoy the sensation of warm urine soaking my jeans. i can still picture the damp patch with steam rising from the denim as i stood next to the pond. It was an enjoyable, albeit furtive activity. At about the same age i also discovered my Dad's collection of adult magazines some of which also featured images of women wetting themselves. My interest in piss was set as was the connection in my brain between urine and pleasure.

However, that does not explain the piss-drinking. i am not totally sure when i first developed a passion for drinking Owners' piss. i know that i tasted my own back in my childhood/teenage years out of curiosity. Later on in life i first came across the idea of piss drinking via porn later. However, it wasn't until i met Owner that i first started drinking piss/being pissed upon, and even then not immediately. It is not something i had ever done with anyone else in life.

With Owner it would be a good few years into our relationship before my drinking Her urine became a 'thing' between us. Indeed, it was not until i started writing short stories (which were essentially me writing many of my inner fantasies) in the early twenty teens that Owner got to read about my fantasies about piss. Through sharing drafts of such stories with Her to check She encountered my fascination with urine. It seemed to trigger in Her a realisation that this might be something She could incorporate into Her burgeoning domination of me. Indeed, a brief search back through my blog unearthed this blog post from 2014 when i write about how, after reading a short story i had written, Owner went on to say that:

She might incorporate my love of Her scent into aspects of our lives and routines. Ideas such as having me sniff Her used panties on a regular basis, be made to sit between and Her legs when She returns from work and just sniff Her sex, having Her wet Her panties and them me suck them dry or having to spray my face with a perfume diffuser filled with Her piss before going out.

That blog post dates from about 8 years into our relationship so, as you can see, piss drinking was not something i did from the outset, far from it. Instead it was something that resided initially in my imagination and which Owner then began to incorporate into Her domination of me when She learnt of my fantasy. In other words, my piss drinking started as a fantasy that Owner helped make a reality.

Initially i have to confess that i did not like the taste. It is like when you drink beer for the first time, not always a taste you immediately enjoy.  However, i soon acquired a taste for it.  There is a marked difference between morning piss and evening piss. In the morning Owner's urine is a deep, rich amber with a heady aroma whereas later in the day it is much lighter, almost clear, and almost unscented. i initially preferred the afternoon piss but was typically offered the morning variety by Her to drink. Slowly my taste buds became accustomed to the new beverage. i now much prefer drinking Owner's morning piss and this is typically what i am served.

i am lucky in that i get to consume Owner's piss most weeks. A large glassful has become quite a weekend ritual, typically served to me by Her at breakfast. i really love it and miss not having it on the odd weekends when none is provided. Owner usually serves me Her piss in a large glass goblet that i had custom-made for just such a purpose, it is engraved with the words 'piss slut'.

Sometimes Owner will also fill a glass flask with piss for me to take to the park and drink. In the past She also sprayed me with Her piss using an old perfume bottle. If i am really lucky Owner will serve me piss direct from Her body, squatting over me and pissing down onto my upturned face and into my open mouth - She even bought me a funnel gag for just such moments, so that She could fill the gag with Her offering. She stands above me as i lay between Her legs and swallow Her golden cascade.

Pissing on me and having me consume Her piss is something Owner also enjoys and, as i mentioned, was in many ways something that developed between us at Her initiative. i am not sure i would have ever have directly asked Her to piss on me but writing it down in a story that was clearly as much about my own fantasy gave Owner the idea to incorporate it into Her domination of me. Like an animal marking its territory my consuming Her piss reinforces Owner's control and ownership of me.

Whilst some might see being pissed upon by their partner, or drinking their piss, as a humiliating act i don't see it that way. To me it is an intimate act of love, an affirmation of control and submission. Were complete strangers to piss on me then yes, that would be humiliating, even if enjoyable, as too would be to have to walk amongst strangers/the general public whilst soaked by and smelling of piss. Humiliating but also quite arousing.

Drinking Owner's piss has become a regular ritual. i would love to do so even more frequently than i do, but of course that is out of my hands. i especially love it when Owner stands astride of me and empties Herself over my face and into my mouth. It is a huge submissive high to be pissed on like that, to feel and watch as the golden cascade drenches me, soaking my hair, my cheeks, my chest and fill my mouth. The anticipation when looking up, waiting for the first droplets to fall is wonderful. For Owner it reinforces Her dominant status in relation to me. Pissing on me, Her slut wife, is something She enjoys doing.

So, in summary, what started as a childhood/teenage fascination with piss and an association between piss and pleasure evolved into the regular consumption of Owner's piss and its use as a reinforcement of Her control and my submission. Her urine is something i have come to really, really love the taste of. My craving for Owner's piss has, i think, heightened since i have stopped being allowed to orgasm and so no longer get to consume my own semen as i once did. It is an oral treat that i happily drink whenever it is offered, which is most weeks.

In truth, i would love to be able to consume Owner's urine on an even more regular basis and perhaps also be set more 'extreme' tasks or challenges by Her that incorporate urine. Things such as being urinated on by Her outdoors, consuming Her golden nectar in bars or restaurants, wearing clothing outdoors that is sodden with Her piss or even being pissed on by strangers under Owner's supervision. Another dark fantasy would be to be to have Owner force me to drink litres of liquid and stand, fully dressed but denied use of the bathroom until i could hold out no more and wet myself, or have me do the same in a public place and have to walk home, knickers, shoes and trousers sodden. i have also long fantasised about being used as Owner's human toilet, Her living latrine.

This in turn brings me to another matter - WARNING - some readers may not want to read further as what follows deals with something some may consider repulsive. i refer to faecal matter - or shit. 

In addition to drinking Her piss i love, love, love worshiping and licking out Owner's anus. Her arsehole is actually the only part of Owner's body i am now permitted to penetrate, and then only with my tongue. Owner enjoys bringing Herself off whilst my tongue is probing deep inside Her anus. Inevitably, there is the odd occasion when my twirling tongue chances upon a tasty little nugget. Rather than be repelled my natural reaction is to work it into my mouth and to then swallow it. Why? Well i love the scent and taste of Her anus anyway so why not!

i am not talking here about Owner actually crapping in my mouth, i have no idea how i might react were that ever to happen - which i doubt. What i am referring to is the chance discovery of a small morsel or two of shit when i lick out Her anus. When that does happen i am happy to eat what i consider to be little treats. i am actually quite thrilled when this happens. As it is so rare an occurrence it is a wonderful little tasty surprise when it does.

i confess i have gone further in my head, have occasionally thought and fantasised about Owner defecating directly into my mouth as She would naturally into a toilet. i have written on here in tje past about such fantasies of mine, including this instance back in 2016. However, it is not something that has ever happened and i am doubtful it ever would. But then again, never say never and it is not something that, if it were to happen, would be a hard 'no' from me. As disgusting to some as this may sound i know i probably would consume such an offering were it to ever be served this way. It is, as i wrote back in 2016, an appealing thought the idea of being first smothered beneath Owners anus, lubricating it with my tongue and then having Her defecate straight into my mouth.

So there you have it. You now know things about me that you might never really have wanted to know! But if you have been a regular reader over the years there is nothing in what i have set out that i have not previously said. It is just this is the first time i have talked about drinking Owner's piss or consuming Her shit in such detail in a single article.

My thanks again go to Gr Herman for having prompted this post by posing the question he did. i would love to hear more about his and others experience with regard to this, albeit knowing it won't be to all readers tastes.

If any reader has other questions about this or any other subject please always feel free to flag them in a comment or email me direct about at poppetsubslut@gmail.com 

Thanks for reading. Cheers!

one of multiple examples of me drinking Owner's piss

Human Toilet

WARNING - this post discusses things that may not be to everyone's taste (pun intended). If you do not wish to read about the consumption of human waste products skip to the next post.

One of the things that Owner regularly gifts to me, and which i have come to relish, is Her urine or Her special golden wine. Each weekend starts with me being presented with a full glass of this magical fluid to consume with my breakfast. It is presented to me by Her in a special over-sized wine glass inscribed with the words 'piss slut' for that is what i am. i love drinking Her special gift.

Drinking Owner's urine was not something i immediately enjoyed. Don't get me wrong, i still readily consumed it, but it took me a while to really come to enjoy the taste and flavour. Her piss, especially first thing in the morning when it has been maturing overnight, can be rich and mature, full of flavour and with a heady nose to it. In contrast, when served later in the day her urine is much lighter, almost clear, more diluted and with only the faintest, most ephemeral of tones. Still enjoyable but much less complex than Her early morning offering.

It took me a while to truly acquire a taste for Her overnight vintage (not that it made any difference whether i liked it or not) but now i a truly am a connoisseur of Her richer, darker offerings. Sometimes She will even pour it early, before i have awoken, and leave it to cool for me. Somehow, the flavour and smell is even more intense when served cold compared to when i can feel Her warmth in my hands as i drink Her offering down, the wine of my Goddess.

A real treat is when Owner serves me straight from the source, pissing on me as She stands astride me or squats over my face, directing Her flow straight into my open mouth. i cannot describe what a wonderful experience this is. To be drenched by Her, my mouth filled, hair matted, trying to swallow so that i might consume some more, gasping for air amidst Her deluge. It is a truly, truly wonderful experience and one that leave me in complete awe of Her. To be pissed on is to truly know ones place.

i would love to be allowed to drink Owner's special wine more regularly. Whilst working i always have a a bottle of water at my side to keep me hydrated during the day. How wonderful it would be were that to be full, not of water but, of Owner's piss. For colleagues to then wonder what it was that i was consuming. Or when i am caged to have my gag removed and be presented with a bowl of Her pee to consume before being gagged again.

Owner will sometimes send me to the shops wearing a pair of Her used panties as a face mask or make me walk around the block wearing a pair of Her used knickers on my head. What a thrill it would be were these knickers to be soaked with Her wine. To be able to suck on Her nectar, inhale Her scent in the street, in the shops, would be both wonderful and deeply humiliating.

My interest in piss goes way back to my childhood/early teens. As a young boy i eventually discovered the pleasure that could be had from touching the thing between my legs (as we all one day do). However, at the time i was too young to ejaculate, having not yet gone through puberty, but would instead pee. But that does not explain why i adore drinking Owner's piss or having Her piss on me. Incidentally, She seems to enjoy peeing on me as much as i enjoy being pissed upon.

Of course, it is not just Owner's amber nectar that is special.There is another special bodily treat that i have been lucky enough to sample, albeit unintentionally so. For many years now the only way in which i am permitted to sexually pleasure Owner is by licking Her anus with my tongue. Owner has a most wonderful backside. i could quite happily spend hours with probing and licking Her anus and consider myself to be extremely lucky to be allowed to worship Her so. i love the feel of Her sphincter against my tongue as it brushes against Her puckered entrance, the sensation of my tongue gently pushing into Her, of Her muscles parting as my tongue probes deeper. i adore the sensation of those same muscles quivering and clamping against my tongue when Owner climaxes. i love Her smell, love it when She sits on my face and forces my nose against, even into, Her arsehole. Filling my senses with Her scent and aroma.

i also, and this is something that i could never have imagined i would ever have enjoyed, love Her taste. Occasionally my probing tongue will encounter a small nugget, an edible jewel, to lick, taste, consume and savour. Finding and eating such morsels is a true delight. Like discovering the golden ticket in the chocolate factory. They are quite delicious. i have said to Owner that i would love to be asked to lick Her clean one day after She has been to the toilet. i never have but it is a desire of mine. This is not something i ever could have imagined wanting to do, far less even contemplate as something i might find enjoyable but the idea of being Her human toilet, of cleaning Her anus with my tongue, being fed by Her, consuming Her wonderful offerings really would be the greatest honour and privilege.

So my apologies to anyone who might be offended by this post, i did try to warn at the outset. But this is also a side of me and an aspect of my submission to Owner. This too is something that has evolved over time. i never once could have imagined that one day i would wake-up eager to drink a glass of Owner's delicious urine or be thrilled when i unexpectedly find and consume a morsel of Her faeces. Still less to fantasise and yearn to consume more.

Normality Returns

i am delighted to say that normality has finally returned for Owner and i over these past two weeks. My back has sufficiently healed itself to enable the complete resumption of my cleaning and other housework routines. Meanwhile, the blood and x-ray test results indicated that there is nothing fundamentally wrong with me other than some degeneration in discs L4 & L5 and some accompanying osteophytes (bony projections) in the same areas. In short, a continuation of the back problem i had some years ago.

The doctor did say, however, that i should avoid using any weights. Now i haven't been using weights since the end of March and i only ever used weights to try and build-up my glutes - nothing else - in an effort to grow a rounder butt. So, i guess i will just have to stick with squats and steps from now onwards.

Owner also gave me a delightful treat a couple of weeks ago. Knowing how Her taste and aromas drive me wild She rubbed my face with a pair of Her very used and aromatic knickers before clamping my nipples with clover clamps and sitting on my face whilst She brought Herself off with Her vibrator. Owner's anus was positioned invitingly in front of my lips and so i was able to taste and explore Her enticing rear entrance with my tongue as She masturbated Herself with Her vibrator. Having my tongue inside Her delicious backside like this, probing as far as i can, tasting Her, is truly one of my favourite pleasures. And this time, for the first time ever, i suddenly got a sense of what people who are into scat or shit play experience. Although nothing of the type occurred i experienced an intense desire and longing for Her to defecate into my mouth, so aroused and excited was i as i probed, lapped and licked Her anus. It didn't happen, but it was a surprisingly intoxicating thought.

Once Owner was spent She set about alternatively beating my clit and my bits with a leather paddle and applying Her vibrator to my swollen flesh. It was an intensely pleasurable experience. i adore having my bits beaten like this. Though i love to be left in a state of intense but frustrated arousal Owner prefers sometimes to make me cum 'like a slut' i.e. noisily and messily. And, cum i did, all over my chest and belly only to be fed my mess by Owner as She scooped up my semen and smeared it on my face and into my mouth. It was a lovely start to the day

Talking of clit spankings, since then we've now returned to my receiving regular such testicle spankings, albeit without cumming. When She is busy Owner likes me to spank myself using a large wooden spoon. My bits are getting used to being struck quite hard again which in turn means i get to walk around experiencing a wonderful aching throb for hours afterwards. Perhaps not everyone's cup of tea but i love it :)

Meanwhile, both of us are counting down the days until we go away on our two week holiday to Denmark. Just one month to go now and we're both looking forward to having two full weeks of no work and lots of fun. And, on the subject of holidays, Owner has instructed me to start doing some research for next year. Owner, of course, makes the decision about where we go but She likes me to present Her with fully researched options to help Her make Her choice. This weekend She is meeting friends of Hers for lunch and so i shall use the time to start researching the internet checking out prices, travel options, likely weather etc, etc. The result is a spreadsheet that i am sure would put some travel agents to shame! Owner, then uses the information provided to choose what we will do and where we will go.

This week Owner brought me  lovely little leather bound pocket writing pad and pen from Her work - it is one they give to clients as a gift. i used to keep a written diary/journal for years at Owners request in which i documented my thoughts, fantasies and aspirations. However, as we moved increasingly to documenting and recording things electronically so the tradition of my keeping a paper diary/journal died.Owner uses Trello to help organise my time and set my tasks and it is on Trello that i record the completion of my duties and record the other aspects of my life Owner likes me to set down.

But, there is something nice about putting words onto a page and so today i asked Owners permission to use the little notebook She got me to start once more to document my dark thoughts and desires. Owner granted me permission and so i now have  a little journal to write in which  She can read at any time to discover what strange thoughts go round inside my little fluffy head!

In short, and as the title of this post suggests, things are getting back to normal. And, as i think the picture below shows, i am happy to be back to 'normal'. The picture was taken by Owner just after i had returned from collecting Her from the station after She finished work and as i was about to get changed into my evening maid's outfit. i think i look happy in it and i am