Lottery winning toilet

2 weeks had passed since Craig and Ben had told Greg about their arrangement. Greg knew this as Ben had made sure to torment him about how long he'd been there as much as possible. Ben had also taken a radio into the room on a few occasions. Not to give Greg respite from the crushing boredom he experienced when not being used but to keep his mind as active so he'd be fully aware of what was happening to him for as long as possible. Ben knew that spending long periods of time in isolation would eventually dull Greg's senses and he couldn't see the fun of feeding someone who was no longer aware.

Most of the days had passed with Greg just having to swallow piss and shit but on Craig's last day at the house his heavy drinking had made him sick. He'd done this on purpose to make the most of Greg before he left. For Greg this was worse than anything he'd experienced so far. Although he hated the taste of piss and shit he was at least experiencing one of his fetishes whereas he had no interest on any level of swallowing puke. Despite his drunken state Craig had managed to get it all down the tube and into Greg's mouth. Greg was retching too much to swallow so although he just about managed to avoid throwing up he was stuck with it in his mouth. Although he wanted to watch Greg struggle Craig's stomach wasn't strong enough to endure the sight and smell so he had to leave the room. A few hours later Ben had gone in for a piss but when he lifted the lid he saw the remaining mess and could hear Greg sobbing so he decided to use the porcelain toilet to avoid washing the taste away a while longer. Ben had laughed to himself about the fact that NOT pissing in someone's mouth could be seen as being cruel to them. It took a couple of uses, both shit and piss, for the taste to clear completely.

Greg was starting to get used to the routine. He'd given up on the thoughts of being released and was slowly starting to get used to the taste, or at the very least the shock of it each time had died down a bit. He was stirred from his thoughts though by Ben coming in and shouting good morning. The lid opened as usual but he didn't feel Ben sit down.

"I've been talking to some of my friends about the box and they're interested to see it. Tonight a quite large group will be coming round to try you out. Some of them know you're a permanent resident, even how that came about, but a few are a bit more squeamish so as far as they're concerned you're here by choice for a couple of days and will be out soon. Keep it our little secret, eh" he knocked the box and laughed at his comment. "You won't alert them by struggling though, I'm going to say you've probably had a change of heart but you signed a contract and begged me to make me keep you there for the agreed time. Most of them are fellow Masters and Doms but a couple are their slaves and submissives who might find themselves in a similar predicament to yourself, willingly or otherwise. I've actually taken delivery of another box for tonight that is being used to demonstrate it. One of my friends has a submissive who is really into bondage and enclosure but not much else so he's been nominated to be locked in. As far as the submissive knows it's just for tonight and tomorrow but what he doesn't realise is that once the part timers have left and it's just those who know all about you the box is going to be sealed by your friend Craig to show everyone how it's done. His Master was getting a bit bored of him but this should make their relationship more fun. Well, not sure the soon to be toilet slave will see it like that but that's his problem."

Ben wanted to take a shit but knew that Greg would be eating and drinking a lot when his friends turned up so instead he just coughed up some phlegm and spat it down the tube before closing the lid and heading out.

Ben had just finished changing into his fetish gear when he heard a knock at the door and he excitedly headed over to welcome his first guests. The sight that greeted him was of a mid forties, stern looking man with a naked, kneeling early twenties slave next to him. Luckily the nearest neighbours were a fair distance away, out of sight of the front of his house.

"Hello Michael, I trust your journey was ok" Ben said beckoning him in.

Michael grinned "it was ok but the anticipation of seeing your new toy was killing me the whole way here"

"Don't worry, you'll see it soon enough. I want to wait for everyone to get here first though before I let anyone use him"

"No problem. I think L here is looking forward to trying it out too" he said kicking the side of the now crawling submissive next him. If "L" had seen the looks the 2 Masters exchanged then he might have figured out something was wrong but he kept eyes on the floor as ordered to.

Within half an hour of the first arrivals everyone had turned up. Most wearing in fetish gear of some kind. Of the three submissives 2 were naked and one had leather shorts locked on. Craig had arrived too but was keeping to the back of the room, slightly uncomfortable as he'd never been in a group like this.

"Alright, if you all want to come through. Anyone with a weak stomach might want to take a breath now as the smell from the tube can be a bit grim"

Ben led the way as they all shuffled through into the bathroom, happily there was just enough space.

Greg was aware of the people coming into the room. He'd been panicking a little since he heard of the party as he knew what that meant for him. Through the box he could make out Ben relatively clearly as he went through the various features. It took about half an hour for the explanation and all of the questions to be answered. Oddly, even after what he'd been through and knowing that no one knew who he was, Greg found himself feeling more and more embarrassed every time he was referred to as a toilet.

At the end of the talk he heard Ben say that they're now all going to see how it locks and so a slave Greg couldn't hear the name of was to climb into the empty one. Greg couldn't let himself stay silent at this and he started thrashing about to try and warn the slave. He heard Ben say something he couldn't make out and everyone in attendance laugh. From the metallic click he heard he knew that he'd failed.

"See what I mean? Once he's in there he's not getting out on his own." Ben was relieved that the submissive hadn't been put off by Greg's interruption and had allowed himself to be locked in without complaint. The knowledge that a new slave had reached the lowest form of service for life had given Ben a huge erection. Happily in present company he didn't have any need to hide it. "Now everyones seen how it lets get back to the main room for some fun. Just use this as and when you need it. Try to remember which is which but I'm sure little L down there understands that accidents happen"

With that they all left the room and both slaves were left in silence. It didn't last long though as the drink started to take affect in the guests and Greg was put to work. Over the course of the next few hours he took several piss loads and was used for shit 3 times. He heard the "other" toilet being pissed in a couple of times and from the struggling he could tell that he had really not enjoyed it.

Eventually he heard a large number of people coming into the room and Ben introducing Craig for anyone who hadn't spoke to him.

"Now it's just us we can show you how to make sure the box is fully secure and impossible to open permanently. Craig here will demonstrate on the new occupant."

At the sound of this Greg heard the other slave thrashing around and really struggling. A voice he didn't recognise shouted over the noise "shut up in there. From the moment I heard about this set up I had this in mind and if you really want to serve me properly you'll accept it". The slave clearly didn't accept it and resumed struggling.

"Don't worry, even without it being permanently sealed yet he can't go anywhere or do anything to prevent it" Ben helpfully said. "Craig, do what you have to"

Craig calmly demonstrated how to seal each lock. Like with Greg's the access section to his cock was also locked up. The slaves Master said this was as punishment for his reaction. Once it was sealed the Master asked if he could be left alone with his new toilet and everyone shuffled out.

Greg couldn't make out what was said as it seemed the Master was talking quietly to his slave down the tube but he heard a bit a noise which suggested he'd taken his place on top of the toilet. This was followed by the sound of loud farting and a vile, wet noise as he shit down it. He heard the Master get up and close the lid. "Hope you enjoy serving me like this as much as I'll enjoy using you. I'll leave you 2 alone to consider your futures." With that he walked out. Greg could hear sobbing and retching noises coming from the other box for a long time after.

The next morning Greg heard the other box being moved out. From the quietness he guessed that the other slave had exhausted himself and fell asleep but the moment the process of moving the started up he could hear the sobbing again. The Master had shouted at him to be quiet but the slave didn't stop and the sound lasted until the box was moved out. He then heard someone come back into the room.

"I guess I should thank you" it was the other slaves Master. "I know you're miserable but thanks to your inspiration I now have a use for that slave. Making your superiors happy is what slaves should aspire to. It seems only right that I should thank you"

The lid went back up and a stream of strong piss came down. Greg had become quite skilled by now at gulping it down quickly. By the time he'd finished though the lid had gone down and he was alone in the room again.

Craig had packed most of his gear back up. Even though he'd never experienced anything like it before he'd ended up enjoying the night. He laughed to himself about how his life had changed. From one bizarre request from someone he'd pretty much forgotten about a few weeks back he'd made a lot of money, made some new friends, done things he never could have imagined and had a great time doing it. He had deliberately waited till all the guests had gone to have a shit so that his would be the taste Greg had in his mouth until Ben next needed to go. He felt his stomach gurgle and knew that based on the fatty food and alcohol he'd drank the night before Greg wouldn't enjoy it one bit. At that thought he smiled a gain.