Date: Sat, 27 Sep 2008 15:26:31 -0600
From: MARK MARTIN <grogmartin72@msn.com>
Subject: Fantacy and Reality

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....