Food for Scatological Thought

This was a question asked on a forum and I couldn't resist answering it. I thought you might find this interesting.

Re: A BS Question for Dommes --- What do Dommes think when doing a BS scene?

The first time I did it was a matter of curiosity and opportunity. I had no idea what to expect and couldn't imagine what the man was getting out of it.. he wanted me to do it into his mouth...

It turned out to be on of the most powerful, catharctic experiences I have ever had and has never been experienced again. I guess it is true what they say... you never forget your first time.

Now I think things like:

I wonder who he is going to kiss with that mouth?

How can he stand the taste?

Good god, look at how turned on he is!

*I wonder how long the smell will stay in his skin before it goes away?

(*I can smell shit for hours after a BS scene. It really irritates me because I haven't figured out how to correct this. Makes enjoying my own meals challenging and I also become suspicious that perhaps other people can smell it too.)

How the hell did he end up involved in shit play?

I wonder if (insert name of last person I had anal sex with) subconsciously has a shit fetish... after all, why would anyone be obsessed with climbing into a woman's ass all the time?

Oh no, did shit get over there?

Dear god, how screwed up am I for enjoying this?

I wonder what I can do to him next without making a mess everywhere.

I should eat more fiber.

I wonder what his poo looks like when it all comes back out.

I wonder what happens to guys who consume brown on a regular basis. Where would you find that information? Who would ever admit to such a thing if they ended up in a hospital?

And so on.

I think everyone feels completely apathetic and disbelieving that anyone could enjoy a kink that is not their own. I feel about Roman Showers and Crimson Showers the way that many Dommes feel about Brown Showers. Actually I may even feel stronger about them because there wouldn't be enough money in the world for me to entertain those ideas much less pursue them.

It is funny where our limits are and how we can find some things pleasurable while others make us cringe in disgust and horror.

E~