Scat play is a fetish that appeals to people in different ways.
I specifically like scat for the way that it helps me to humiliate and dominate a man. My love of men’s humiliation is largely fueled by how I am treated in the world. I can’t leave my home without being harassed by some half-wit idiot with a hard-on. Many men feel entitled to a beautiful woman’s body so much that he will yell at her (a complete stranger) or touch her or follow her as she is walking alone. Do you know how threatening that is? How aggravating it is to have your space violated and be treated as trash?
I jump at the chance to return the favor.
Phone sex has been an amazing outlet for me. There are lots of different ways to play with scat but I’ve particularly enjoyed how it helps me to degrade men. Forcing him to be my toilet, ordering him to open his mouth wide as I bare down and fill it with shit until he is choking on it.
My filth smeared across a man’s face is a reminder; it represents shoving all the disgusting commentary that I endure on a regular basis back down his throat. Making him ingest all of the catcalling, offensive pickup lines, unwanted touching, wasted time and invaded space that I experience all too often. No matter who he is, he gets to eat the cumulative harassment that I endure.
My lust for degrading men grows daily as I experience the idiotic, misogynist world that we live in. Their despair is a reminder that I am strong, that cat-calling perverts are my laughable subordinate.
Feeling them shake beneath me makes my pussy wet, aching with a lust only their submission can satisfy.
