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After sitting in the car for a while, trying to get the energy to drive home safely, she got home and saw the blinking light on her answering machine again. Listening to the message, "Email me slut, immediately after getting home." She quickly emailed Him and received a quick reply, "Tomorrow get dressed in your slut clothes and go pick up a light-colored bucket and a black marker. Mark the bucket whore's toilet and use nothing else to piss in except when you're at work. Also no more toilet paper for you cunt, unless you're bleeding or shitting, even at work, lick your hand clean after you wipe with it."
She had fantasized about being controlled in this way for a long time, the humiliation of it, she knew even without getting the picture of her ass what words He had written. As she lay down on her mat on the floor, cum dried on her tits, her stomach, her cunt, she thought of how many ass she had licked tonight and what He had in mind for her next time He summoned her. In the morning, she posted the pictures that He had sent on her profile before washing up from the night before. After washing up, she dressed in her slut clothes and getting into her car, she drove to a distant market to pick up the bucket and the marker. Her face burned from the looks of the other early morning shoppers, especially knowing what the bucket would be for.
When she returned home from the store, she marked the bucket with the words "whore's toilet" and tried to use it for the first time. After struggling to piss, the sound of her piss hitting the bottom of the bucket sounded like a waterfall to her ears, her face burned from the sound alone and she felt herself cringe internally as she reached down to wipe her piss-covered cunt with her hand before licking her hand clean. The taste of her own piss filled her mouth and her cunt clenched to think of how low she was sinking, not just when meeting Him, but now more and more in her daily life as well. She had always tried to keep this part of her life in a little compartment, but the more He summoned her, the more it grew, the stronger the cravings were for Him to take her deeper, to live this way all the time.
After dumping the bucket in the toilet, she checked her email and saw an email from Him with the next picture and with instructions, "No one underwear for you, slut. That cunt must always be bare and open. I hope that you have had a chance to use your new toilet already pisswhore, but I realize that I forgot to tell you what to do with the piss that you fill it with. From now on collect the piss in the bucket through out the day and before you go to bed each night on your pad, pour the contents of the bucket over your head. After you have dripped dry, you may go lay down to sleep. Enjoy your night, think of Me, cunt, remember keep your hands from that greedy cunt."
Each night as she lay on her mat, covered with drying piss, she couldn't imagine sinking further, but she knew that when He summoned her, He would demand more of her than He was having her do now. Every night she wondered when He would summon her and what He would demand of her when the summons came. Finally the summons came, "Bring your piss pail whore with you carried out in the open, not covered up, a plug in your ass. This time while kneeling waiting for entrance, you are to be holding your piss pail in your mouth. Be here promptly at 7 pm."
She tried to imagine what would be required of her tonight, as she walked from her car to His house. Her mind raced as she walked, hoping no one would see her walking with her piss toilet or see her kneeling with it in her mouth. As she got down into position in front of the doggie door, blindfold in place, piss bucket hanging from her mouth, she hoped that she could make it through the coming hours. When the door swung open, she had a difficult time crawling in; the pail kept hitting her in the chest as she crawled. She heard Him chuckle at the sight as she came in, then she heard Him say, "Stay. Drop your toilet, bitch; I will examine it later to see if it is properly marked. I hope you have been a clean slut, as you will be licking your toilet clean later." As He said that she really wished she had washed it out after using it last. "Now crawl into place, cunt."
As she crawled up unto the machine, she noticed what felt like a metal tray underneath it. After locking her ankles into place, as she got her head into position, she heard Him say, "Open your mouth, cunt." She felt a ring gag being placed in her mouth, holding it open, before she was told to lock her head into place. Once she was locked firmly into place, her mouth spread wide, her head raised so that she would have to swallow whatever was put in her mouth, He stepped in front of her and placed His cock in her mouth.
Her heart pounded knowing that He was going to be pissing down her throat. As she waited for Him to start, she felt others move up next to her, their cocks touching her. She groaned realizing that she was about to be pissed on by many men all at once. As she groaned He started to piss, filling her mouth, making her gulp to keep from drowning in His piss. When He started pissing so did all the men around her, covering her with their piss. By the time they were all finished pissing, every inch of her was covered with piss.
"For the rest of the evening gentlemen, just use the urinal's mouth, nothing else." As she knelt in the machine, one after another would come up, place His cock in her mouth and start to piss. As the night wore on, her need to piss grew and grew, her belly actually growing from the amount of piss it held. Finally she felt herself being released and she heard Him say, "Time to show these fine gentlemen, how a urinal pisses. Use your piss pail, whore and then pour it over yourself, just like you do every night."
Crawling over to her pail, she squatted down over it, and though her bladder was extremely full, she found it very difficult to piss with the butt plug in. Try as she might, she couldn't seem to piss with the butt plug in. When He asked her what was taking so long, she quietly replied, "Sir, i can't piss with the plug in my ass Sir." "That will cost you, slut. Get your face down in the bucket and your ass in the air." Lowering her face into the bucket, and lifting her ass high, she felt Him or someone pull the butt plug from her ass. "Now piss, slut and be quick about it."
Quickly she lowered herself once more over her bucket and squatting low, started to piss, the sound of it filling the room. "Wipe and dump, cunt." As she reached down and used her hand to wipe the piss from her cunt, it was strangely more humiliating that anything else He had commanded of her all night. Lifting the pail over her head, she poured its contents down over herself, drenching herself once more in piss from head to toe. "Head down in the bucket, cunt, start lapping at the sides, ass in the air."
Lowering her head into the bucket once more, she groaned as she started to lap the sides of the bucket, feeling herself sinking lower and lower. As she lapped at her toilet, she felt her ass spread and a cock shoved up her ass. The warm rush of piss quickly followed filling her ass with piss. Then the butt plug was shoved back in. Then she felt Him writing something on her stuffed ass. "Lay down in the tray holding your bucket and we'll see if you can use the dildo better this time. 5 minutes, cum as often as you can. Slow down, and lose the right to cum."
She lay down in the cooling piss and as soon as the dildo was placed in her hand, she quickly started fucking herself with it, cumming almost immediately. For 5 minutes, she fucked her cunt hard, cumming over and over again, until the dildo was snatched from her hands. "Now pick up your bucket piss whore and crawl out of here, the piss and the plug stays in your ass until I call you in the morning." As she crawled out, dripping with piss, her piss bucket slamming her in the chest, she wished she could sink into the carpet. She wished she didn't need such treatment, she wished this could be enough, she wished she didn't need more, but she knew that she did.
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