Posted by Dave W on September 04, 2010 at 20:11 [206.248.165.173]
Hi everyone,
I'm a 27 year old male and last week I did something that I've always fantasized about but never had the guts to do - I loaded my underwear in front of a beautiful woman. The best thing about the experience was that I got to talk to her about my fetish truthfully, about its origins and what I loved about it and what I was afraid of. I spoke without reservations and felt that I wasn't judged. The experience was worth it for that alone!
My ultimate fantasy has always been to see a beautiful woman pooping in her pants. I've told this to both of my former girlfriends but neither wanted to do it. They both peed their panties and one used to walk around with a banana in her panties, but that was it. Pooping my underwear in front of a beautiful woman wasn't my ultimate fantasy, but it was definitely something I've had in my mind.
I started asking around for a dominatrix that performs golden showers / brown showers, etc. even though those aren't my fetishes. I was recommended someone. I looked at her website and contacted her about my fetish. She said she wouldn't poop her pants, although she does perform brown showers (poops on you). We chatted through e-mail and came up with the following scenario:
She would tie me up and restrict me from going to the bathroom. I would then poop my pants in front of her and she would spank me and criticize me for it.
I loved the idea. Bondage isn't exactly my thing, but I was willing to try it. I just wanted to mess myself in front of a woman.
I showed up to her place one evening and I'd been saving my load the entire day. I'd been eating a lot of fibre (cereals in the morning, oatmeal for snacks, lots of carrots, etc.) and by the time I got to her place I knew I would be producing a nice stinky load. Her "dungeon" was in fact her house. She had a room dedicated to torture devices. Before anything we sat down and spoke about what we were about to do, set some ground rules, etc. What surprised me the most was how smart, interested, interesting, caring, and beautiful she was. She was in her mid thirties, skinny, with a great body and an intelligent mind - exactly the type of girl I would want to play with.
We got things going and she tied me up in a small cage. She sat on top of the cage which gave me a great view of her panties. She role played well and I started getting into it. I engaged her in conversation and asked her if she wanted to have a farting contest - first one to shit their pants loses. She laughed and agreed.
I ripped a fart and she laughed. She would make comments like "oh, that one sounded wet!" and "that's a ripper! I'd better check your underwear". (This entire time I was lying in the cage wearing nothing but my tight white briefs). She then proceeded to fart on top of me while still wearing her tight black panties. It was marvellous.
I farted again and felt a little bit of poo come out. She said "that stinks, it sounds like you shit yourself". I told her I didn't. She didn't bother checking and proceeded to fart. Throughout the hour we had together I told her about my fetish. I asked her if she's ever had an accident and she told me stories about her self, her schooling, and her friends. It was fantastic.
Finally it was my turn to fart again. I blew a wet one and felt a little more poo come out. She smelt it and said "you definitely pooped your pants on that one." I asked her "wanna check?" and she bent down to check my underwear. As she was touching the cloth of my underwear to inspect the damage she said "yeah, there's definitely a skidmark." I said "I have another one coming" and proceeded to cut a wet fart that was followed by my day's worth of shit. It was firm at first and was followed by an oatmeal consistency fart. This entire time she was kneeling right behind me making comments like "oh man!" and "yup, you definitely shit yourself."
I was shaking all over, as it was the first time someone had realized that I'd shit myself. The place stunk. I felt a little embarrassed and mostly thrilled. She's a dominatrix, so there's no sex or sexual touching involved. I would've loved for her to blow me, but she wouldn't. She said I could've masturbated myself and she wouldn't mind, but I didn't want to.
She felt my underwear, untied me, and told me to walk around the room as she watched. She made me bend down in front of her and pick up my clothes before I went to shower. I touched the load as I bent down and could feel her staring at me. It was wonderful!
I chucked the underwear in a trash bag. As I stood there with a poppy butt in her bathroom she came in and looked at me with a smirk on her face. Our session was over. I showered quickly, threw on clean underwear, my jeans and t-shirt, and came out.
I told her I had a lot of fun and she had a lot of fun as well. Again, the greatest part of it for me was speaking to someone about my fetish and about my self without any hesitation or holding back. I suppose this is what it's like to speak to a therapist.
It was my first time going to a dominatrix or any sort of professional "worker". I may go back again, but this felt like a big breakthrough for me in terms of defining who I am, what turns me on, etc.
If anyone lives in Toronto and wants her name send me an e-mail. She was very accommodating, especially for a first timer. I would highly recommend her, and highly recommend the experience for anyone who wants to try it.
Email: dave_double_you@hotmail.com