Hard Sports

My slave’s first time scat session – as it happened!

  • November 18, 2018

The morning has arrived for my Slave to eat my waste and clean my dirty arse !!I ate plenty of spicy food the night before just to add a bit of flavour.

On his arrival I opened the door to see my Slave literally trembling.

“Calm down slave.  Nothing has happened yet!!”

“Yes Mistress”

Laying my bondage board on the floor I got my rope; he’s going to need to be tied down securely as he will only wriggle and try avoid eating my waste!!

“Lay on the board.”

Once he was tied and shackled I stood over him.

“You’re going to eat all of it and I’m going to feed you. Understand?”

“Yes Mistress”

Spreading my arse cheeks, I dropped it straight onto his stomach. Squatting down over his mouth I demand he cleans my arse.

“Lick my arse clean, toilet, then suck the rest of it out.”

I put my hand under his jaw and clamped it around his mouth so he had no choice but to lick it clean.

Lighting a cigarette I then got on my knees and fed it to him with a spoon a little at a time, every now and then torturing his balls with my cigarette.

I think he enjoyed his Sunday lunch, he’ll be back in a couple of weeks to do it all again!

Lucky Slave!!!

My slave’s first time scat session tomorrow

  • November 17, 2018

Looking forward to Sunday as it’s my slave’s first ever time for scat!!  He’s as nervous as hell which I guess is normal for all you shit lovers!

I’ll be kind and introduce him to it slowly, by slowly I mean a little at a time on his body at first.

I have many ways of making a Slave consume my waste obviously I’m not going to tell you all my secrets, but I will be doing a blog about the entire session tomorrow evening, look on my website and have a good read!!

You could be next !!

Overnight Session

  • August 4, 2018

Friday evening and my new sub is due to arrive in 30 minutes. He wants to be caged and left for the night with enforced hardsports. My favourite!!

There was a knock at the door.

“Enter”

In came a small man with a small voice.

“Good evening Mistress”.

Looking him up and down I instructed him to undress. Once naked I instructed him to get on all fours and crawl to me like the dog that he is. On his hands and knees he crawled into the playroom.

“Stand up!!”

Collaring him, I then put him in cuffs.

“You will not be leaving here tonight.”

Pointing at the cage I demanded that he crawled in. Once in the cage I gagged him.

“I will bring you your breakfast in the morning and it won’t be a full English”.

Looking nervous, I give him one of My devious grins.

“It’s ok, no one will hear your whimpers.”

I turned on My heels and switched out the light.

“Ihope it’s dark enough for you Dog!!”

Leaving, I locked the door behind me. I know he’s scared, as I would be if I had to stay in there, but it’s not me, so off I went. I had to have some supper as I did’t want to disappoint my guest in the morning with a small breakfast. I decide on an Indian – vindaloo – nice and hot!

The following morning, I had breakfast, all the while thinking of the dog in the cellar and how hungry he’s going to be. Driving round to My chambers, My stomach was making weird noises! I couldn’t wait to get inside to release him as I was bursting to go to the toilet at this point. I opened the door.

“Hello dog breath, it’s breakfast time. Out you come.

I tied him up and removed the gag. Once restraint and on the floor I stood over his head

“Open your mouth dog! Breakfast is served!”

Safe to say, he was starving hahah!!

My kaviar Eating slave

  • July 5, 2018

My Swedish kaviar eating Slave!!

I couldn’t wait to meet My new toilet. On arrival he told me he’d like Me to spoon feed him My waste. I immediately obliged, as I couldn’t think of any better way to spend My morning.

Collared, I led him into the playroom. I sat him down

“Put your arms behind your back!”

With that, I tied him with My rope as tight as I could, a plate underneath My bottom containing My poo.

“Open your fucking mouth!”

“Yes Mistress.”

The first spoon did take a while to get down but once he swallowed the first bit I was already scooping his second spoonful.

“Open Shit breath!!”

I allowed him some of My nectar to wash and swill it down with.

“Open!”

Looking at the plate with anticipation he did as instructed.

“I want more Mistress.”

Unknown to him I’m already pushing another one out! Straight onto the plate, his seconds are ready!!

“Have a little rest you pathetic boy.”

I gave him 5 minutes rest as I didn’t want him to get too comfortable.

“You know this lot needs eating up don’t you!! Now feed the rest to yourself as you’re making Me want to vomit!!”

Spoon in hand he did as he was told, with a little persuasion from my lit cigarette which was now touching his balls!

“I’ll get you a bigger spoon; the one you’re using can’t get enough shit on it. A Dessert spoon will do the lot in one go, now get your mouth wide open and get it in!”

Taking over, I grabbed the spoon from him and start pushing it all in his mouth.

“Swallow it!!”

With My cigarette, I burned his nipples, which worked a treat as the next time I looked at him he’d eaten every bit. No point in enforced hard sports if you’re not being forced!!

Hard Sports – what’s the attraction?

  • May 13, 2018

Hard Sports – Scat – what’s the attraction?

Many subs have told Me that they believe Hard Sports to be the ultimate in humiliation and degradation. I don’t agree with that assertion. Is doing Hard Sports with Me in private more humiliating than being made to walk around your neighbourhood in broad daylight wearing nothing more than pink high heels and frilly panties? Probably not.

Although Hard Sports can indeed be humiliating and degrading, the attraction is somewhat more complex than that. The main attraction is one of separation; the difference in status between the giver and the receiver. I am superior to you. Eating My Kaviar is a tacit acceptance (by both of us) of My absolute superiority over you.

Enforced Hard Sports

Some subs find the idea of being subjected to Hard Sports to be objectionable. Repulsive even, yet they want to be forced to do it. Why? Because it is a formidable form of TPE (Total Power Exchange). It absolutely reinforces the gap in status between us, and is a strong exhibitor of who is in charge. I am!

Understand this though: if you have requested Enforced Hard Sports, I WILL enforce it. From the moment you are firmly secured into place, there will be no going back. Should it be necessary, I will subject you to the most agonising torture to make it happen. No amount of begging, pleading or screaming will help. I am the only person who will hear your anguished screams, and I enjoy them! I am sexually sadistic, and therefore turned on by your pain, degradation and subjugation. Be careful what you wish for! Enforced Hard Sports means exactly that.

Huddersfield Mistress V – Intelligent Domination