The Great Poo Taboo
You all know how much I enjoy blogging about scat, about toilet training, and about sexual freedom.
Well today, I’m going to take a slightly different stance on everything. Instead of explaining to you why and how you should indulge in your toilet fantasies, I am going to talk to you about My side of it.
Anyone who has served as My toilet slave will wholeheartedly agree with Me when I say that I truly adore scat play. In fact, I have built Myself a reputation as “The Poo Lady” of the British Isles. If you want to be trained as a toilet, I’m the Lady to go to.
The thing is, as much as I tell you boys to indulge in your dirty kink, fuck what everyone else says, I want you all to think for a moment, when you are afraid, that you do it in private with Me. I am non-judgemental, and even really truly enjoy this type of play. But for all My openness and comfort around scat play, there are many within the scene who judge Me for doing what I do.
As much as the kink scene is supposedly tolerant and open-minded, I regularly get attacked on social media by other Mistresses trying to shame Me for doing hardsports. These comments are made to be hurtful and defamatory. Other women in the same industry as Me will try to use the fact that I partake in scat as a way of discrediting Me, essentially implying that being a hardsports Mistress makes Me dirty, a lesser person. That providing the service that I do negates My eligibility as a high class Dominatrix. These sort of comments are exactly the sort of hierarchical bullshit that creates an “Us and Them” mentality.
Scat play is not shameful. It has been shamed throughout history, yes. Mainly through misunderstanding and the age old taboo that still stands around poo. But I stand high and proud. My friends know what I do, even My family knows. Nobody can hurt Me when they try to shame Me for doing something that I enjoy and which harms nobody. If people are going to pass judgement on My character and My value as a person based on the fact that I am comfortable playing with poo, then it says a lot more about them than it does Me. It basically means that despite all their supposed forward thinking attitude and intellectualism, they are stuck in a misogynistic and antiquated way of thinking in which it is acceptable for women to shame and attack other women as opposed to supporting each other. It proves that they are unwilling to step out of their own shoes, that they have a low emotional I.Q., which makes them unable to empathise. It means that they are unhappy with themselves and lash out on easy targets to boost their own self esteem.
I do not let these women get to Me. I rise above it and look down at them from the top of My shit mountain, laughing as they roll around in their anger and misery.
Be like Me. Stop giving a fuck. If you like shit, you like shit. You don’t have to scream it from the rooftops (I do just to make sure you know I am here), but don’t feel ashamed, don’t feel guilty, don’t hate yourself. People are weak and fear what they don’t understand. Let them live in fear, and in the meantime, jump on the shit chairlift and join Me at the top of the mountain. The view is great!