Showtime For Mark

Emily's Performance Art

(A continuation of Nark's descent into perversion and scat)

I was anxious. Who wouldn't be? I had come a long way since meeting Emily. At first I had been reticent and reluctant, but equally, I was determined to move out of my comfort zone. Emily has certainly helped with that. However instead of satisfying my curiosity, the process had raised more questions. I wondered how different other women's shit might taste and feel and what it would be like to kiss a woman with a mouthful of shit. I also wondered if Emily had a point in that sex can become superfluous and that just he thrill of perversion can be sufficient satisfaction,

I'd had time to prepare myself mentally and had been coached by Emily as to what I should say and what services I should provide. I had been preoccupied with the prospect for some time but today was Saturday, a significant day for Emily and for me.

I arrived at her house at 6.45pm, her guest would be arriving at 7.00pm. Emily had instructed me to serve drinks and canapés and then to give a short introduction about myself and what was allowed to happen. I rang the doorbell and Emily answered it promptly. She was dressed elegantly, a low cut black dress and French glass choker and heels. I felt my cock begin to twitch as I remembered everything that we had done together. Then I recalled that kissing and penetrative sex were off limits to me and my ardour diminished a little.

"Drink?" she asked.

"Please," I replied "a large whisky with a little ice would be lovely."

She handed me a tumbler and I sipped at it appreciatively. It was a shame to dilute a good single malt with ice but I felt the need for some fortification.

"So, tonight's the night" she said with a wicked grin "Have you been thinking about it much?"

"I have thought of little else" I answered "so many unanswered questions."

"Well, you should get some answers tonight" Emily grinned.

We looked into each other's eyes, furtively, quizzically but our reverie was interrupted by the doorbell.

"You should answer that," said Emily.

So, I did as I was bid and went to the door. I wasn't quite prepared for what awaited me. The woman at the doorstep was about 5'10" in the old measurements and what I would call pleasantly plump. She was red haired and her curling tresses hung down into an amply proportioned cleavage. She was wearing a lace mask over the upper part of her face but I could see something of a twinkle in her green eyes.

"You must be Mark," she said "Emily has told me a lot about you. I'm Anna"

"You'd better come in" I said "May I take your coat?"

Anna stepped into the hallway and shrugged herself out of her coat, which she then handed to me. I slipped it over a hanger and put it on the hall stand. She was not really my type but there was something about her that was really appealing. The French have a word for the way she looked - seduisante. Her breasts were constrained but still managed to move as she walked. She was dressed simply, a longish black skirt and a white lacy blouse. She too was wearing a French jet choker. I wondered if Emily's friends bought in bulk. We went into the living room.

"Anna!" exclaimed Emily and rose from her seat to give her a peck on both cheeks. "You've met Mark I see."

"I wouldn't have missed this for anything, I've seen pictures and videos but I never thought that I would get to see it in the flesh as it were." Anna said and then turning towards me added "You must be a brave man or the most depraved pervert that I have ever met."

"I can but try," I said.

The doorbell rang again and I went to greet another of Emily's guests. This time there were two women. They were both slim one was about 5'6" and the other was perfectly proportioned but very short, I guessed that she would have been 4'7" without the heels that she was wearing. Both appeared very feminine but both had unfashionably short hair, green hair in the case of the short lady. Like Anna, both we wearing lace masks on the upper part of their faces.

"Hi, I am Bobbi" said the taller of the two "and this is Ellen. I am guessing that you must be Mark"

"Yes, that's me" I answered.

"You're not quite what I was expecting," said Ellen "I thought that you would not be so good looking."

"Thanks for the compliment," I replied " if you would give your coats and then go into the living room, I think that you know the way."

I put the coats on the hall stand, and noted that Bobbi and Ellen were both sporting French jet chokers so may be the bulk buying thing was not a ridiculous idea after all. Before I could make my way to the living room, the bell rang again. I answered the door and found a middle-aged Asian lady standing there. Her hair was natural with grey streaks but she looked very fit and slim. Like the previous guests, she too wore a lace mask and a French jet choker. She spoke without a hint of a foreign accent.

"Hi, I am Rin" she said.

"If I remember rightly," I began " that means 'dignified' in Japanese."

"So nice to meet a scholar" she said. "So, you are the Mark that I have heard so much about."

"All good I hope?" I asked.

"Not only good but interesting. Would you take my coat please?" she said.

I took the proffered garment, placed it with the others and followed her into the living room. The women were all seated and there was a chair which was intended for my use. I went over the table and brought the tray of canapés and small plates. I then asked each of them what they would like to drink. Served the drinks and then sat down. I looked at Emily and motioned for her to say something, after all this was her show.

" Hello everyone and thank you for coming. You are here to bear witness and to participate to some extent in Mark's, how shall I put it? Education. Mark will give you a little more by way of explanation later. You are welcome to record any part of this evening's entertainment please wait until I have put my mask on before you use your phones, I have no wish to be identified. For now, I think it would be useful if you introduced yourselves to Mark. You all know me but I think that Mark would benefit from knowing something about you all."

"Hi Mark," said Anna "I am Anna, I have been a friend of Emily's for a long time. Like many people I have a rich, inner fantasy life. I fantasise about things that I could never do in real life. One of my fantasies is to watch a man eat shit from a woman's arsehole, ideally from mine. I don't know what the appeal is but there's something which is very compelling. I am currently single and I have never found a man or a woman for that matter who would be up for that I have seen porn images and videos and when Emily told me what she had planned, I begged her to let me come. I intend to record the proceedings and you will become a masturbatory fantasy for me."

She gave me a wicked grin.

"Mark, I am Bobbi, Roberta really but I prefer Bobbi. Robin is my partner and before you raise your eyebrows I am bisexual as is Robin. We've been friends with Emily for a long time. We sometimes share men but on the whole we prefer women. I like men, Robin prefers to control or even dominate men, a little BDSM. I think it's a way of compensating for her lack of height I think. I am here out of curiosity and I think that Robin is here to expand her repertoire. Anything to add Robin?" Bobbi asked.

Robin shook her head.

"That about sums it up, I quite like men but I enjoy hurting them, I like the contrast between kind and cruel - especially when they really want it" she said.

"That leaves me," said Rin, "Obviously I am Asian, Japanese in fact. You would be aware that there is a huge tradition of scat porn in Japan, it seems strange that it is forbidden to show genitalia but watching people shit in mouths etc. is ok. I have a husband who quite likes that aspect of domination, but he could never be dominant. I love him, but he worships me. I am curious to try it from a submissive's point of view and being able to watch your reactions close up might help me to assess how I would feel."

"Would it have to be a man?" I asked.

"A man, a woman or for that matter both would all be ok I think," she replied.

I looked around the room. I realised that everyone was looking at me and expecting me to say something.

"Well, you all know that my name is Mark" I began, "I am recently separated after a long and dull marriage, I wanted to experience new things and Emily has been helping me with that. I am surprised at how far I have come already and how many questions I still have. Somehow it has been a blend of excitement and needing to be challenged - I want to know how far I could push myself, I need to discover my limits."

Emily smiled and nodded.

"Mark," she said "why don't you tell our guests a little about what is on offer tonight?"

"Ok," I stuttered a little, "as you know Emily wants to shit in my mouth and watch me eat her shit in front an audience, she will not be providing sexual stimulation and I will not be allowed to masturbate or orgasm. However, you are all free to help me in that regard. The audience is allowed to record everything when Emily gives the go ahead. Prior to the main event. I am allowed to provide oral services to anyone who wishes it. The includes cunnilingus and anilingus. You are allowed to piss on me and demand that I drink your piss, from a vessel or directly from the source as you see fit. I understand that Emily has given you my contact details but I do not have yours. The only shit that I am allowed to eat tonight is Emily's."

There was a stunned silence.

"I am providing the finale, and I suggest that we take the party into the bathroom," said Emily, "So, who wants to start the ball rolling?"

"I'd like to start please," said Rin.

I wondered what she had in mind as we made our way to the bathroom. Emily put on her mask and indicated that recordings could now be made. There were seats for everyone. She pointed to a chair in the corner,

"You can put your clothes there, on your chair," she said to me.

I undressed slowly and placed my clothes on the chair. Then I turned to face the five women.

"And what can I do for you Rin?" I asked.

She smiled, stood and removed her skirt. I looked at her, I was hoping for black stockings and I was not disappointed, after all, show me a man who does not like that sort of paraphilia. I was even more pleased to see that she was wearing short, Edwardian style heeled boots. My cock began to demonstrate its approval too. She was not wearing any underwear.

"I want you to come over to me and kneel behind me. When I tell you to, I want you to lick my arsehole until I say stop. After that we will see. Anna, would you please take my phone and make a recording for me" she said.

Anna took the phone and started to record. I made my way over to Rin. As I approached, she put her fingers into her cunt and then smeared her arsehole with the juices.

"I 'd like you lick me please," she said.

By now I was used to the taste of cunt juice with a hint of shit, however this tasted different. Rin moaned for a short time while my tongue was working hard, I pushed the tip into her tight hole, just past the first sphincter muscle. Then the taste started to approximate what I had experienced before.

"If you are wondering why it tasted a little different" she started, "It's not because I am Japanese. It's because I had sex with my husband before I came out and it is his cum that you have been licking from my arsehole."

I was a little taken aback but tried hard not to show it.

"Now I want you to finish the job and clean out my cunt" she continued.

She sat down on the edge of her seat and splayed her legs. Everyone was watching, I felt that I had no option but to comply. It must have been 6 or 7 minutes before she was satisfied with the cleaning job and reached down to position my head with my tongue on her clitoris.She came in less than two minutes with a shuddering climax.

"Oh fuck," she cried "that was something else, "but we haven't finished yet. Pucker up your lips and press them onto me just below my clitoris. Do not remove your lips."

I must have been a little slow because I didn't realise what she was going to do until a strong stream of piss pushed its way into my mouth. I made chugging noises but managed to keep swallowing until she had finished.

"Did you get all that Anna?" she asked.

Anna nodded and held out the phone for Rin to take.

"That's one movie that I will treasure!" Rin said "Who is next?"

"I think that would be us," said Bobbi.

She and Robin stood up and unzipped each other's dress before hanging them over their chairs. Both women were attractive but there was nothing unusual about them, no tattoos or piercings. Unlike Rin, they chose to expose their breasts and like Rin they wore black stockings but no boots I noted. They handed a phone to Anna who was going to record the proceedings.

"Ok, on your back on the floor, said Robin

I lay on the floor, Bobbi straddled my chest some way from my penis while Robin placed her arsehole over my mouth.

"Bobbi and I are going to kiss while she fingers me and you lick my arsehole." Robin said in a very clear voice. Then we will change places."

Robin used two cushions to increase her ground clearance and pulled Bobbi towards her. I could see this but I felt what was happening, I was aware of Bobbi's fingers touching my chin now and again. Robin's arsehole was firm and slightly puckered and I suspected that she had been deliberately lax about wiping. I carried on licking anyway. Deep down I thought that if I please these women enough, one (Or more) of them would help me out in the orgasm department later. I felt Robin's hands slide across my chest and locate my nipples. Then she squeezed them rhythmically, with each squeeze I flinched and that pushed my tongue further into the cleft of her backside. Much to Robin's delight.

I am not sure how long it took before Robin reached a climax. It took a while for her to come down. She moved back a little and pushed a little trickle into my mouth. By now I was longing to touch myself but had promised not to do so. The women changed places but were no longer facing each other. I could look up into Bobbi's eyes while Robin had a perfect view of my groin. Bobbi's needs were simple. She just wanted oral and she pushed her clitoris into my face and my tongue set to work.

Then I felt a small hand grasp my cock and move slowly up and down. I hardened up considerably. Things were definitely looking up. I began to clench when suddenly Robin slapped my balls. It was not a terribly hard slap but I flinched and tensed and Bobbi gasped as the intensity of my tongue work increased. There was no obvious rhythm, the slaps seemed to come at random intervals. Then I sensed that Bobbi was beginning to stiffen and gasp,

"Now?" asked Robin.

"NOW!" shouted Bobbi.

What hit my balls next was a clenched fist rather than an open hand. I shook with pain and buried my tongue and face deep into Bobbi's pleasure area as she climaxed and released a load of juice onto my face. The two women stood up and looked down at me as I lay there whimpering.

"What the fuck?" I managed to say.

"You never said that we shouldn't", said Robin, "You should count yourself lucky, normally I would have brought needles."

"She has brought nails before now" said Bobbi. "But the look on your face when she hit you was priceless, I going to be thinking about that a lot."

Thank fuck that she didn't bring needles or nails I thought. Anna handed the phone back to Bobbi. Anna looked down at me and said,

"That just leaves me I suppose,"

"How can I help?" I asked as the pain gradually subsided.

"Something really simple" she answered " hold a glass while I pee into it and then drink it"

I breathed a sigh of relief. That would be so easy. Anna passed her phone to Bobbi and asked her to record things. She handed me a large tumbler and simply hitched up her skirt. I got close and held the tumbler as she pissed into it. It filled rapidly and she stopped the flow.

"Cheers" I said and I downed the contents quickly.

"Now lie on your back with your mouth open" she said.

When she was satisfied with my position, she restarted the flow moving her hips so that it drenched my face. I swallowed what I could and my eyes were stinging a little, but the ordeal was over quickly. Then it was Emily's turn.

She handed her phone to Anna,

"We should edit these into a single video" she said.

"Leave it with me" Anna replied.

I stayed lying on the floor. Emily's plan was for me to lick almost orgasm and then she would move forward and finger herself and try to time her orgasm with shitting in my mouth. Tonguing Emily was very easy compared to what I had recently endured and she gave me instructions as to when to speed up. After 8 or 9 minutes she moved forwards,

"Ok," she said, "This is the money shot."

I was aware that Rin had moved to my right and that Anna was recording from my left. Emily's arsehole began to pucker and a little juice escaped. As I held my mouth open and continued licking. Slowly, Emily's shit started to emerge. It was not runny but while being softer, it was well formed. There was quite a lot. I let it slip into my mouth as Emily shuddered above me. Even though nobody, including me. had touched my cock, I was as hard as anything. I remembered all the feelings that I had experienced when I masturbated after Emily had shit in my mouth previously. I remembered the intensity of that orgasm and the memory flooded my senses. Again, I wondered if perversion could take the place of an explicit sexual act.

Emily lifted herself from my face and looked down at me,

"I have wanted to do this for so long - I owe you a big thankyou, but nothing else because denial is part of my fantasy. You will need to eat that soon but keep it there for a while, I want a photograph or two"

I was feeling frustrated as I lay there with a mouthful of Emily's shit.

"Emily," said Anna "do you mind if I take over?"

"Go for it" said Emily as she finished taking pictures.

"That is a lovely erection and it would be a shame to waste it" said Anna.

So saying, she straddled me and my cock slid into her very accommodating cunt.

"Eat very slowly" She commanded "and chew and push the shit out of your mouth before sucking it back in - do that over and over."

I followed her instructions. We maintained eye contact as she tried to suck me dry. Then we both passed the point of no return. Anna almost howled with delight while I had to swallow quite a bit of shit in order to make a noise other than mewling. We carried on thrusting for as long as we could bear it and then stopped. Anna, wiped her forehead with her hand and slowly raised herself up from my cock and looking down at me.

"Fuck that was intense", she said with a wicked smile, "I'll be in touch."

To my left Rin smiled and looked into my eyes,

"So much is about timing" she said stroking my hair.

Then, impulsively she bent down and French kissed me. Our tongues mingled over Emily's shit until we needed to breathe.

"Ok," Rin said, "I think that I could go there."

Emily suggested that I showered and used the mouthwash before getting dressed and joining the others for drinks in the living room. I was still amazed how Emily could juggle the trappings of civilised society with utter depravity.

"Would you like some mouthwash Rin?" asked Emily

"I don't think so," replied Rin "This is a first for me and I think that I should savour the moment for a while, but I will have a glass of champagne"

From my slightly shocked state, I could see nothing wrong with that, and so I went into the shower wondering what I would do next.