Rins Wish List

Rin's Wish List

(Mark's continuing journey in degradation and perversion, mainly involving scat.)

It had been three weeks since the "show" at Emily's place. I knew that Emily had ticked all the boxes that she wanted to tick and hence our relationship was over. If anything, the things that I had done that night had increased my sex drive and made me think more about things that I would be prepared to do and enjoy. I tried to resist thinking along those lines but my mind kept replaying the events and embellishing them.

I thought that my journey into extreme depravity was ended, and so I was looking on dating sites for possible contacts. There were a few that had phrases like "eager to try new things" and "looking for something different" but I realised that what they had in mind was unlikely to be what I had in mind. There were websites for more extreme devotees but it was hard to tell who was serious and what the risks were likely to be. Then around 8.30 one evening my phone rang.

It was unusual for anyone to call me so late and the number did not feature in my list of contacts. So, I answered it and a voice said in sultry tone;

"Hello Mark, this is Rin".

I gulped with surprise. I knew that the women who been at Emily's performance had my contact details. I remembered Anna saying that she would be in touch but had heard nothing from her. I was dreading the possibility of Ellen and Bobbi contacting me, call me old fashioned but the idea of needles and nails around my delicate areas was scary. I dredged up my friendly voice and said;

"Hi Rin, what can I do for you?"

"We kissed at Emily's place" she said.

Wel,l that was true and I did have a mouthful of Emily's shit at the time, but it was an amazingly erotic thing and I felt myself becoming aroused as I remembered the sensation of our tongues mingling.

Rin continued in a sultry tone with a cadence that was Japanese.

"I enjoyed that evening very much, I think that you did too. I was wondering if you would like to try something a little different?"

"I might" I answered truthfully, "It depends."

"Why don't we meet for lunch tomorrow and we can discuss what I have in mind?" she asked.

We discussed possible venues before deciding that Sushi Palace on the high street would be mutually convenient and that 12.30 was a suitable time the following day.

I had some trouble sleeping that night, there was an old joke which explains the difference between light and hard - i.e. men find it easier to sleep with a light on. It had more than a grain of truth. There was something about Rin, she was exotic and really wanted to try new things. I can recall 2.00am and the next thing that I remember was the alarm sounding at 7.00am. Luckily, I had the option of working from home. At 11.30 I showered, made myself presentable and headed out for my lunch date.

I arrived at the Sushi Palace a few minutes early and was trying to work out the best course of action. I had a reasonable idea of what Rin looked like, but she had been wearing a mask when I saw her last. On the other hand, she had seen me close up and in detail. I was about to go in when I felt a hand on my shoulder, I turned around to see Rin, grinning widely.

"Why don't we go in?" she asked.

I held the door open and followed her to a booth at the back of the restaurant. We sat facing each other and she asked me if I wanted her to order. I said that would be fine and while we were exchanging pleasantries and making conversation, the waiter brought the dishes to our table. There was a delicious and very varied spread. Rin picked up a little roll of rice, fish and seaweed, and ran her tongue over end while she looked at me.

"I don't know why, but I find the smell of fish arousing" she said with a wicked grin.

"I like the smell but I love the taste!" I answered.

That was enough to break the ice and we looked at each other in a conspiratorial way.

"What do you have in mind?" I asked.

"Do you remember when we did the introductions at Emily's?" she asked

I nodded.

"Well, I said that my husband was submissive, but that he would never do the things to me that I would do to him. I want to know what it feels like to experience those things and to make him realise that they matter to me. I want him to watch helplessly while I am debased and degraded." she continued.

"I'm flattered that you thought of me,," I said.

"There is more to it than that." she responded "I want to feel that I have really achieved something, gone far beyond my comfort zone and experienced something new. Ultimately, I may not like what I experience but it is important to try things. When people get old and approach death, they seldom regret the things that they have done - they really regret the things that they never did. I don't want to be like that".

I thought for a while and then nodded. Her motivations were not dissimilar to my own.

"So, what is that you want in detail?" I asked.

"A companion for my journey" she said simply "But it has to be dramatic, and have real visual impact. I want someone to share the depths of depravity with me. I thought that you might be interested. You understand both sides."

I remembered the kiss that we had shared and the fact that she had refused mouthwash afterwards, wanting as she said to savour the moment.

"Tell me more!,"I said.

"OK, watching you eat Emily's shit was very fulfilling but it was clean and clinical. I want us both to be totally covered in shit while we fuck and kiss and my husband watches."

"I could do that!" I said. The words came out of my mouth before I could think, my subconscious was trying to tell me something.

"I want us to eat each other's shit." she continued.

"Oh?" I responded, thinking that this could be very territory for me.

"I want the whole thing to be directed by someone else, I want to feel that loss of control, I want to surrender totally. But I still want to enjoy the experience to the full." She said.

I thought about this, it wasn't really much more than I had already done but it was with someone new, someone who wanted me to do to her what Emily had done to me.

"Who would be in control?" I asked.

"I have two very good female friends. Shinju and Izumi. We have watched scat porn together. Neither of them is submissive in any way but they both love to watch. So, you would be pleasing three women." she smiled.

"When you put it like that, how could I refuse?" I said.

We had almost finished eating and all that remained was to arrange a time and a place. Rin was very businesslike and said;

"Two weeks on Saturday at 7.00 in the evening. I will be in touch to let you know the venue and any special arrangements that need to be made."

With that we parted, we did kiss outside the restaurant and the memory of the kiss we had shared at Emily's came back to both of us. We grinned like schoolkids and went our separate ways. It was ten days before I heard from her again. At first, I thought that she was going to cancel but she was very determined to go through with it. She told me that she had rented a hotel suite which had a huge spa. She also indicated that her friends had jumped at the chance to be involved and in control and hinted that they might have a surprise or two for us. Finally, she advised me to follow a strict vegetarian diet for three days beforehand and to refrain from shitting as much as possible.

It was like a rollercoaster ride I thought. It was frightening and thrilling at the same time, the ride itself wasn't necessarily enjoyable (although you could learn to like it) but afterwards you had the feeling of having overcome your fears and you were glad that you had done it. I remembered what Emily had said about addiction and that addicts would need larger and larger doses. I was worried about that, but for now I consoled myself by thinking that I was not taking larger and larger doses, I was merely trying different drugs. Even so I was taking doses that would have killed a beginner.

I complied with Rin's instructions and presented myself at the Marriot hotel. Rin had given me the room number and I walked past the desk clerk with a polite nod. I suspected that they were used to various comings and goings. I stepped out of the elevator, walked along the corridor and knocked on the door. A petite Japanese lady in corporate attire greeted me."

"Ah, Mark, we have been expecting you," she said "I am Izumi, the name means 'spring or fountain' this lady is Shinju - her name means..."

"Pearl," I interrupted.

"Ah yes, Rin said that you were well read. Please sit. She said indicating a chair".

I sat and was given a large glass of beer.

"You just drink two of these," said Izumi, "For our entertainment."

I could see nothing wrong with drinking two large beers, I was making good progress with the first when the second arrived. Rin joined us from the bedroom and seemed to be doing equally well with her drinks. I looked at her properly, I had only glanced at her on my way in. Now I noticed what she was wearing. A medium length, tight fitting and quite low-cut, white evening dress. Her breasts were small but beautifully proportioned, her nipples were just visible through the material of her evening dress. She looked immaculate. I was beginning to understand some of the psychology that underpinned this type of fetish. By looking so good, the contrast of the degradation to come would be so much more evident. She had said that she wanted a visual feast.

We finished our drinks. Izumi looked at me,

"You strip!" she said. "Then you put on these!"

I undressed carefully, folding my clothes so as to prolong the tension. The women nodded their approval (I am given to understand that Japanese men are not very well endowed). I opened the bag and took out a white shirt and white trousers and I put them on. Apparently it was not only women who needed to be visibly degraded.

Then Shinju took my hand and led me to the bathroom, then motioned me to get into the empty spa. The spa bath was huge, I could lie down without a problem and there was room for two or three others to do the same. Rin climbed into the spa with me, having taken off her shoes and panties. I wanted to embrace her but held back because nobody had told me that I could. I glanced around saw that there was a semi-naked Japanese man tied to a chair in the corner, he looked worried.

When I turned back, I saw Shinju carrying two large plastic containers which she placed by the spa. Then Izumi appeared with a tray with four drinks.

"Now we all drink" she said.

We did. It tasted vaguely of ginger but was not unpleasant.

"By now you are wondering what is in the containers" said Shinju "Izumi and I realised that you would not have enough material to work with to fulfill Rin's scenario, so we have been saving and freezing our shit for nearly three weeks. We defrosted it overnight, added to it this morning and then used a mixer to blend it. It is at a comfortable room temperature now. We will get back to that later"

"And now, we will begin." said Izumi "if you two would lie down side by side please".

We did just that. I could just see over the side of the spa and the drain plug was by my head. The plug was securely in place. I watched as Izumi and Shinju took turns to remove their panties. Then Izumi climbed onto the spa and straddled it. Rin and I looked up as Izumi hitched up her skirt and looked down grinning.

"Open wide you two!" she said and a stream of warm piss hit us both and we were struggling to swallow it all. There was a lot and Izumi paused;

"Ok, now you can kiss! Pass my piss from mouth to mouth!" She added.

Rin puckered her lips and placed her head above mine and directed a stream of second-hand piss into my mouth. I swallowed most of it before seizing Rin and pulling her down so that we could French kiss, moving the piss from one mouth to the other. Eventually we ended up with about half each which we swallowed. Izumi and Shinju swapped places and the process was repeated, there was a lot of piss. I noticed that my need to piss was becoming obvious and the large beers that I had drunk would have been the cause of that.

"Mark stand up! Rin, you kneel in front of Mark! Now Mark, I want you to wet her dress, her cleavage and her hair as much as you can." Shinju said.

I complied, I also squirted a little directly into Rin's face. She seemed calm and a little distant. The white of her dress yellowed a little and I could see the outline of her breasts and nipple clearly through the wet material. Her hair was plastered to her head and the piss was slowly draining in her cleavage. I noticed that her nipples were erect suggesting that she was turned on by this. In the corner, Rin's husband was struggling with his bonds. If he had any real objections he could not voice then, Izumi had inserted a ball gag into his mouth to keep him quiet.

Shinju stepped down.

"Now Mark, your turn," she said, "You lie down while Rin soaks you in her piss, drink as much as you can."

I lay down and looked up at Rin's hairless cunt. She was fingering herself as her stream hit me in the face. Actually, it was more than a stream, it was a veritable torrent. She smiled as I struggled. I knew that she had done this to her husband but it was obvious now that she was enjoying doing it to someone new. It took just over two minutes before she stopped and I was able to wipe my eyes.

"Now you both stand up!", Izumi instructed.

We stood. Shinju placed the large containers into the pool of piss that had gathered at our feet. One container was labelled "I" and the other was labelled "S". Shinju then handed each of us a dessert spoon.

"I will ring this little bell," she said, "when I do you will fill your spoon with shit and fling the spoon's contents at the other person. You may choose where to aim but we want good coverage. Rin ladies first!"

The bell rang, Rin scooped up a large spoonful from the container labelled "S" and then flirted the contents at me. She was a good shot, she hit me right in the middle of my forehead. She smirked. The bell sounded again, I aim for Rin's mouth but hit her chin instead, the shit stuck for a moment and then slid into her cleavage. I heard Shinju and Izumi giggle. Ding went the bell and a large dollop of softscoop stuck in my hair. We continued in this way until until Rin's dress was well and truly soiled. Izumi told her to take it off and her clean torso and thighs were revealed. I was told to undress so that the ladies could enjoy the spectacle of degradation all over again. A few more rings of the bell and we were both pretty well covered in large shitty blotches.

"Ok, now a change!" said Shinju " You fill your spoon, when the bell rings you will place your spoon in the other's mouth. You will each clean the spoon and swallow the contents. When the bell next rings, you will repeat but this time you will fill your spoon from the other container."

So now it really begins I thought. Ding went the bell and Rin and I slowly filled our spoons and looked at each other in anticipation. I thought that I saw a twinkle in her eye. The bell rang once more and we each slowly put our spoons into each other's mouths. We looked into each other's eyes as we worked our tongues around the spoons and swallowed the contents. We each held up our spoon and inspected them for cleanliness, they were spotless. The bell rang again, we filled our spoons once more, this time we were less worried having completed the act a few moments before.

"Now you each get a spoonful of shit, fill your own mouth and then you French kiss each other and pass the shit back and forth until it is all gone" instructed Shinju.

Rin and I had done this before and although the taste was like burnt coffee we had no problems doing it again. We just kept kissing until our tongues were clean.

"Now you lie down side by side", said Izumi "Mouths open!"

Once more she straddled the spa, this time squatting slightly and I watched as her anus puckered in and out before finally releasing a long stream of soft shit. She managed to hit both of our faces and we both had to swallow some. Shinju motioned to Izumi and they swapped places. This time we had to scrape the shit away from our eyes and nostrils. Izumi and Shinju both giggled.

"You remember the drinks that we all had?" asked Izumi, "Well now they should be taking effect on you two. So, I want You, Rin to lie down with your mouth open, Mark shit in it!"

We moved to comply. I knew that this had been intrinsic to Rin's thinking but I wasn't sure if I could deliver on cue. Izumi had an idea to help though.

"Rin, you lick his anus and push your tongue in and out! This will make him want to shit" Izumi said.

She was right, one I started, I thought that I would never stop. It wasn't firm but neither was it it runny. It was thicker than soft scoop ice in texture. When I had finished, I looked down at Rin. I could still see her eyes and she was fingering herself frantically. Her eyes widened and she shuddered. Some air bubble came through the shit around her mouth.

"Ok Mark, your turn," said Izumi "Rin if you would do the honours."

We assumed the positions, I didn't need to lick Rin much at all before my face was almost completely covered. I wondered what was coming next.

Shinju looked at us both.

"Ok, using the contents of the containers, what is floating around in the spa and what is already on your bodies, I want you each of you to ensure that the other is completely covered in shit from head to foot - don't forget to cover the hair" she said.

It felt nice. The smell wasn't pleasant but manageable and we dipped our hands into the piss in the spa to prevent the shit from drying out. After five minutes we were unrecognisable as humans. With the possible exception of our eyelids, we were completely covered.

"So now we need to exercise some judicious cleaning," said Shinju, "Mark, I want you to lick Rin's nipples clean. Rin, you may finger yourself while her does so."

I took my time, mainly because Rin seemed to be enjoying it so much. Like many Asian women, her nipples were disproportionate when compared to her breasts,

"Now Rin, you can lick Mark's cock clean" Shinju said.

Rin was very gentle and soon had my cock clean and very hard. It was the only part of my body that looked white. By contrast Rin had two very clean nipples and her eyes twinkled from a shit covered face.

"Your turn again Rin, put some shit onto your cunt and then Mark is going to perform cunnilingus." Shinju said.

It didn't take long for Rin to come again. Her thighs clenched involuntarily and made a squelching noise in my ears.

"We are nearly finished," said Izumi "each of you cover your clean parts with shit. Then get a mouthful of shit and start fucking. When you feel that you are coming, then and only then, you French kiss!"

I felt Rin's hand come up to my mouth and I returned the compliment. We fucked madly but I still managed to notice that Shinju and Izumi were watching us closely pausing only to kiss each other now and again as each of them fingered the other. I can't be sure who came first, I think that it was Izumi and the Shinju. Suddenly Rin pulled my face down into hers and our tongues met in a deep celebration of filth as we both came. When I opened my eyes I could see that Izumi and Shinju had been masturbating, with some success. We all paused while normality did its best to catch up with us.

When you have just finished doing something out of the ordinary and the sense of urgency has gone, you can't help but feel a little ridiculous, especially if you are covered in shit. Rin and I decided to clean ourselves in the spa using the shower attachments, after half an hour we still smelled slightly of shit and soap but we thought that it was the best that we could achieve. Rin spent a little time talking to her husband, the conversation was in Japanese and so I failed to understand any of it but they seemed to have reached an understanding.