Vomit Play
One of my few limits is vomit to give. It’s not that I don’t like the idea, I just haven’t figured out how to vomit yet. I already enjoy feeding and even playing with scat, so I know that once I learn how to vomit on command, it will be incredibly satisfying.
I can already imagine the thrill of releasing my stomach’s contents all over your body, or perhaps even forcing it into a pervert’s mouth.
Fetishes appeal to people in different ways, and that’s part of the beauty of being a professional mistress. I get to explore these unique desires with countless submissives, receiving tributes and playing without limits, embracing my dominance in the most indulgent way.
The other night, I met a new Hentai who specifically requested to be forced to vomit and then have it funneled back into him. I had never made anyone intentionally vomit before, though there was this one time I facefucked my sub so deep with my strapon that he couldn’t help but gag and vomit. It was such a delicious moment — watching him crave me so much that his body couldn’t handle it. This new experience, making a sub vomit on command and then forcing it back into him, was something I couldn’t resist exploring. ( I won’t say no to anything within my limits honestly.)
We arranged a session after a video call to make sure we were comfortable with each other. Since I always conduct sessions outcall, he was thoughtful enough to ensure I felt at ease. I decided to mummify him for sanitary reasons, tying him tightly so he couldn’t move, his face exposed and pointing at the ceiling.
I knew he wanted to explore fist impact play and breath control, so I face-sat him and punched his belly while he was completely immobilized. He was weak, probably still inexperienced, but he took it well, appreciating my attention with his words like the good sub he was. That always makes me happy.
To get things going, I forced him to eat six bananas, some ice cream, and soy milk. But since I enjoy playing with food, I chewed everything up and fed him like a bird. I then pushed a large dildo deep into his throat repeatedly until his vomit came out in a thick, white splash. Surprisingly, his vomit resembled a milkshake, it made him look even cuter, with his hair, eyes, and nose completely coated. I wiped his eyes so he could look up at me. There’s something about locking eyes with my subs to me, that I find incredibly arousing.
Once the vomit had pooled into a bowl, it was time to feed it back to him through a funnel. Swallowing acidic vomit is difficult, but I made sure he consumed every drop, gagging as he tried to keep it down. I added more food between each round because it’s much more fun to keep things varied. Feeding him like a bird felt almost affectionate in its own twisted way. In the end, I made him vomit and again eat it four times.
By the time we were done, his throat was sore, and I could tell he was drained. Vomiting takes a lot of energy. As a reward, I treated him to a golden shower, marking his face, which was already smeared with vomit and holy filth. The sight of him covered in both his own vomit and my piss was intoxicating, such a beautifully filthy mess!!! The photos I captured were perfect, immortalizing the raw eroticism of the scene.
I’ll never forget that session. Even writing about it fills me with warmth. We shared a connection that day, and we’re both excited for what’s to come again, especially with the possibility of him taking my scat for the first time. There’s something special about claiming someone’s fetish “virginity,” making them mine in a way that’s so intimate and perverse. I’m eagerly looking forward to our next session after his trip to Japan. Love❤︎
