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As peko continued to sit at His feet, He continued with her new instructions and guidelines.
"As you know, I am allowing you to speak. However, there are some guidelines under which you will have this privilege. One, each sentence must start with Master or Sir, and end with the same, reminding you of who I am and who you are in position to Me. Also when needing to ask a question, you will always ask, if it pleases Me, then make the request, like so. Sir, if it pleases You, may Your slave ask a question Sir? Do you understand, peko?"
"Sir, yes i understand Sir."
"That is another thing, you may not use the word i or me, but rather you are to identify yourself by whatever role I am allowing you to currently hold. If it is just day to day conversation, you are to identify yourself as My slave or My cunt or My slut, using the word Your instead of My in your address. Also if you are currently serving as My urinal or toilet, you will speak of yourself in that manner. Also when you are serving as My fuck cow being milked or as My bitch in heat serving as a cum dump for the dogs, you are not allowed to speak intelligently, not allowed to use words, as cows and dogs can not speak. Do you understand peko?"
"Sir, yes Your slave understands Sir."
"Also, as a slave you are not allowed to use contractions, others may, you are not allowed. When you are allowed to speak, you will use proper and formal English with no contractions. Do you understand, My cunt?"
"Sir, yes Sir, Your cunt understands Sir."
"Also a slave is not allowed to use any furniture without express permission, you will sit on the floor, sleep on the floor, eat on the floor, unless Master specifically wishes for His cunt to sit with Him, eat with Him or sleep in His bed. Also do not expect to be given permission to use furniture often, your place is on the floor, and when you are allowed up from that place, Master expects to see His cunt display the proper gratitude for His leniency. Do you understand, cunt?"
"Sir, yes Sir, Your cunt understands Sir." Though peko answered immediately, her mind was racing with the thought of actually getting to sleep in the same bed as her Master. It was racing so much, that she almost didn't hear the next thing that her Master said.
"Well good, see that you remember as you will not like the memory aid that I would use. Now, is there anything else that I need to instruct you on? Let Me think."
As He sat there thinking of further instructions, peko was trying to store away all the instructions so that she would not inadvertently fail to obey. As much as she craved and needed humiliation, she hated being in trouble and wanted desperately to never get into trouble. she was so afraid that she would forget something or not understand what Master's desires were.
"Ah yes, My urinal, I need to show you something and give you further instructions for serving in that role. Crawl behind Me back into the office. Master has something to show His toilet."
Crawling into the office and into the far corner, peko noticed a bucket sitting in the corner with a sign over it that read "Daytime Dumping Station." she was surprised that she had not seen it before, but then the focus earlier had been on the Milking Station. On the top of the bucket was a lid, with the words cunt's toilet written on it.
"During the day time hours, this is where you will be allowed to piss and shit, cunt. When you need to go, you will come to My door, knock and ask permission to enter. If I am on the phone, you are to wait, kneeling by the door. Once I have given you permission to enter, you will crawl over to this bucket, take the lid off, and take up a squatting position over the bucket. Then you will properly ask Master for permission to piss or shit. Once I have given permission, you are to go as quickly as possible. Once finished you are to shake off any stray pieces of shit and drops of piss and ask for permission to cover your toilet and thank Me for allowing you to use it. Then you are to crawl over to Me, put your face to the ground, ass high in the air, spreading it widely for My inspection and possible use. When I am finished with My inspection and/or use of My ass cunt, then I will excuse you. Prior to crawling out, you are to bow down, kiss My feet, thanking Me once again for allowing you the privilege of pissing and shitting in My house. Once you are outside of My office, you may rise and go about your duties. The bucket is to be dumped once a day, prior to going upstairs, where there is a "Nighttime Dumping Station." When Master allows you to dump your toilet, the piss is to go down the drain of the shower in the bathroom using your hands to keep the turds in the toilet and then, on most nights, you will use your hand to place those turds into a bag which you will carry to the trashcan outside in your mouth, as Master does not want your dirty shit smelling up the place."
"The same pattern will be followed in the morning for the nighttime toilet, until such time as Master decides to no longer allow His toilet the use of a nighttime dumping station and His slave will just have to be diapered and soil herself during the night. From now on all toilets are off limits to you, because you are a toilet and as such you are not allowed to use a toilet in anyway. The only contact you are to have to a toilet is to clean them if others wish to use them instead of you as their toilet. Do I make myself completely clear, toilet?"
"Sir, yes Sir, Your toilet understands Sir," she said gulping, thinking of the humiliation to come of pissing and shitting in a diaper at night. With all the humiliations that she had been through to this point, somehow the idea of messing a diaper every night seemed incredibly difficult.
"Last but certainly not least, how you are to fulfill your place as My urinal, My toilet. When you hear over the intercom the sound of a toilet flushing that is My calling My toilet into service. you are to immediately stop what you are doing and come to My office. As I have called you, you are not to knock, wait for permission, but you are to crawl in immediately and kneel before Me. After kneeling down, you are to take the weights that I have had specially made for My toilet and place them on each of your teats. Once they are firmly in place, depending on whether I am on the phone or not, you will either beg for honor to serve as My urinal, My toilet or you will simply get ready to serve Me, by taking My cock out of My pants and holding it gently in My mouth cunt until I am ready to piss. Once I am finished, you are to lick My cock clean at which time I may or may not use My mouth cunt for the cum dump that it is. After I am finished using My toilet, then again if I am not on the phone, My toilet is to thank Me for allowing it the honor of serving in that position. Once I have dismissed you, then you may take the weights off your teats, put them back in the place that I have for them and crawl out. Does My toilet understand how it is to fulfill its job?"
"Sir, Yes Sir, Your toilet understands."
"Good, now I think I have given My slave enough instructions for now. There will be more later. For now, go into the kitchen and make up a shopping list and a week's menu. Leave those items next to My place at the dinner table for My approval. After you have finished with those lists, then you will find the makings for Master's dinner in the refrigerator, use them to get dinner started. After you have brought me a cup of coffee, you are dismissed to your duties."
As she left to get Master a cup of coffee, peko could feel her head spinning trying to keep up with all the changes of this day, the privilege of walking, talking, actually occasionally sleeping in Master's bed and all the new instructions. With all that had changed so far, she couldn't help but wonder what else Master had in store for her.
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