On my post about the dichotomy between my job and my personal life, I mentioned partaking in watersports with my Master. April left the following comment:
“I would like to add that I have never understood why anyone would want to be pissed on or want to piss on someone. I cannot see the eroticism in that one bit. I mean, I know people are into many different things, but this is one that I just don’t understand. It’s bodily waste! Nothing against you or your Master, I was just throwing in my opinion on the issue. I’ve tried to see why it would be hot, but I can’t”.
I think that a lot of people share this sentiment. In fact, I used to be one of those people that could not for the life of me understand why anyone would want to be pissed on. I’d like to share the reasons that I enjoy it, and then I’ll let Master tell you what it is that He enjoys about it. We haven’t discussed it, but I’m willing to bet that our reasons are very similar, just from opposite perspectives.
D/s is 95% mental. The dynamic itself isn’t so much about the pain and the physical aspects of it, at least for me. For me, it’s all about the mental aspect of control, and of giving control of myself completely to my Master. When you become someone’s property, they can do whatever they want to you. And degradation and humiliation is a big part of that. It’s not so much that they’re getting off on degrading and humiliating me as that they’re getting off on the fact that I’ve given myself so completely to them that I will allow them to degrade and humiliate me. Do I enjoy being humiliated and degraded? No. But I enjoy showing my Master how far I’m willing to go for Him and I know that He enjoys exerting His control over me. It reinforces the power dynamic between us. Yes, I can tell Him that He owns me and I am His to do whatever He wants with, but unless He actually pushes my boundaries and actively exerts His control over me, it’s all talk. Allowing Him to piss on me reinforces our power dynamic. I am His to do with as He pleases. If He wants to piss on me and use me as His urinal, He can. And He will.
There’s also an intensity in my relationship with my Master in which He strives to know me completely. My body is His, and He wants to know everything about my body. What I taste like, smell like, how the fluids and secretions that my body produces vary throughout the month. It’s His body and He wants to know it inside and out. Similarly, He wants me to know His. And so drinking His piss is one way of doing that. I’m also literally taking Him inside of me and making Him a part of me. I’m His, and so I’m not only willing, but honored, to accept His fluids and anything else that He wishes to share with me.
I don’t get off on the actual act of being pissed on. That isn’t what’s hot about it to me. It’s not about the physical act of being urinated on, but about the mental aspect of what it signifies in my relationship. It’s a physical way of reinforcing the power and control dynamic that my Master and I have established.
Profligacy: I really think Brit summed it rather well here. It IS a mental thing and the knowledge that someone is willing to do such things, to go to such extreme measures, and is so eager to please, is absolutely a huge turn on. Perhaps this speaks to the need for confirmation for Britni and me. I will leave the analysis to Brit the therapist.
I would like to speak to the comment about bodily waste. Neither of are into scat play nor blood. A little of each is bound to happen during certain activities but is not the focus of any humiliation I might give her. Considering we have shared most other bodily fluids, and the fact I have probably gone down on her right after relieving herself, I too have probably digested these fluids from her already. (More if I can ever get her over her stage fright). So to me pee is not really high on the gross scale.
I struggled a little today with how to explain humiliation. Britni did so eloquently, as usual, but I did want to add something and I thought was an analogy of a more vanilla situation, from a dominant female perspective. That would work nicely. I thought immediately of the act of buying tampons for a woman, though this has never phased me, some men have a real issue with it. However this did not answer the question of WHY.
So at the gym today I asked a few of my woman friends if they had ever done anything humiliating to a man that turned them on. Of course the first response I got was, “Why do you want to know that?” I am sure my friends are likely not in the lifestyle so I said I could not tell them. Suddenly a school teacher friend blurted, “Make him lick my panties!”. We got a big jolly out of that and a couple of us guys probably moved her up our MILF scale at that moment.
A more savvy friend pondered the question a bit and she said “Make him carry my purse.” She likes to have her husband hold, or guard her purse while she has to walk away, safe in the knowledge that she has marked him and that he is guarding, with his life, something he would rather not have his other he-man friends see him holding.
The panty order and the purse command both turned these women on. Not because seeing a man with panties on his head, or holding a purse turns them on, but because they could ask it, and their mates followed through.