Scat Fetish Fag

Scat Fetish Fag Box

You have served me day in day out, each day going to work, earning and spending on me, saving and giving to me, working extra hours, tributing me, you have devoted yourself to my service in every form possible for you. By all accounts you are a faithful useful faggot and I have actually grown used to you being around. I can find things for you to do while you are with me, and when I need my own time, I know I can tell you to shut the fuck up and get into a box sitting in the corner of my apartment and you have enough sense to shut your mouth and get in that box. I constructed that box, to help you understand what you were, a lowly faggot, and you got used to that box which means that now I often put you inside that box, and leave you there for hours on end, until I can be bothered to use you for something, perhaps cleaning the apartment or just sucking my cock. Either way the box has become a permanent fixture in the apartment and is often used by me to cage you like a dog.

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On one occasion, you have been specifically disobedient and instead of shutting your mouth when I told you, you have barked and growled at me, which is intolerable and will not go unpunished. So, I push you into the box, and then I double padlock it. An hour goes by, then two, then three, then four, the sun goes down, then 7 hours, then 9 hours… and I start to hear some whimpering, you are asking to be let out to use the restroom, you need a shit. I blankly refuse you, wanting you to suffer, and you moan and whine more and more. I realise quickly that you’re whining and moaning albeit annoying is actually turning me on, so I do things to abuse you further like poking a stick through the cage bars into you, and watch you wince and shout as the stick pokes into your back, legs, ass, belly…. So much amusement for me, you are stuck and unable to escape my abuse. I then decide to pull my pants down and piss on you, its so much fun to watch you trying to avoid the stream of piss shooting out my cock onto your face, hahaha you duck and dive in your tiny cage, piss splashing all over you. You scream, “Master, I’m dying to go for a shit, its been so long, I cant hold it any longer, please let me out” and all of a sudden my mind runs wild, the thought of you shitting yourself and sitting in shame strikes me as an interesting one. I think for a moment before telling you that you’re not getting out and that you might as well shit yourself, I laugh in your face as I tell you that, then the thought occurs to me that I can climb on top of your cage, and look down on you, so I climb up on top of the cage, and look down at you. You look so inferior and helpless as I stare down into the cage from above, you squeezing and holding on for dear life, I can tell that you are on the verge of an uncontrollable shit, and I laugh just looking on at your pain.

Shit Onto Scat Fetish Fag

Its while watching your pain that the idea of scat fetish hits me, I can see your screaming to go, and stuck in a box, unable to go for a shit, holding on to your shit for dear life, your asshole is twitching and on the verge of blowing, and your shame, or what’s left of it, is stopping you letting go of your bowls, and then I get a cruel idea. I unzip my pants and throw them to one side, then with my balls hanging out, and my asshole hovering above the cage I tell you that if you are not going to let that shit out, then I will shit on top of you, the expression on your face is priceless. I threaten you again and hover my asshole closer to the top of the cage, your mouth eager to reach out and lick my anus, I pull away and tell you that its not your lucky day today, and then I warn you again, you’re in a quandary, you’re stuck, you want to lick my asshole, but you do not want to be shit on, so you beg to be let out, but I am done listening to your whining so I move my focus from your stupid faggot face to the ache in my ass as I start to push, it’s still half a joke and just a threat, and then all of sudden its happened, a large moist turd has slipped out of my ass, hit the bars of the cage and dropped in 2 pieces onto your fag face. There is silence for a a moment and then screams of laughter as I look at, you with shit on your face, what started as a joke threat has become a reality, I have actually shit right onto your face. Your cheek is smeared, the other piece has skid onto your chest and lodged itself in chest hair. You’re motionless as you stare at me in disbelief, how could this happen, why would I do this to you, all the while I’m laughing hysterically at you. This relationship has now moved into new territory, and my fag is now covered in my shit. I stop laughing and look at it, I know what I want, I want you to humiliate yourself further, I want you to smother my shit all over you, I want you covered in my brown chocolate shit. I climb off the cage, and I back up to the cage, putting my asshole against the bars, then with no hesitation, I look over my shoulder and tell you to lick my asshole clean. Without saying a single word, you lean forward and push your tongue straight into my shit covered gape. I squeeze my ass with delight and that pushes more out onto your lips. Without gagging or gulping or heaving, you proceed to eat my asshole, licking all the shit off my hole, cleaning up all around the hole, covering your lips and face with shit.

I am so impressed with the way you take to the scat that I tell you, you will be doing this more often, and that you have now been elevated to my scat fetish fag, a title which didn’t previously exist, but one that I created on the spot to applaud your amazing ass eating skills. This day ends with me watching you sitting in that cage, cleaning up all the shit, and then eventually me letting you out to shower and clean yourself. Its only when you’re leaving that I realise that you needed to go for a shit too, and you tell me that it all vanished when it started to eat my ass and shit. In my head I already have a more depraved thought, as I know I will be exploring scat fetish with this faggot again, but next time I will make it eat its own shit.

The Master And Scat Fetish Fags

The scat fag has left and I am alone, it’s been an eventful day, and new fetish ground has been broken. Today was play, but I know you need me faggots. I know even my shit, my dirty brown scat has power over you. My scat controls you, and all you scat fags out there, you dream of my shit. My scat has the power to control your lives. If I let you, you would pay to be in my company and eat directly from me, straight out of my asshole. You would cover your bodies and broken minds in my scat, spoon-feed yourselves with my nutritious scat. I know how powerful my scat is for you faggots. I intend to explore this fetish more and more with you faggots, because I am all powerful, and you are a literal shit fags.

If you love the idea of scat check out my Scat Fetish Manifesto or Scat Fetish. Enjoy the brown stuff bitches.

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