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I checked my phone to see if Master had left any last minute instructions,
Just one, get ready for breakfast, in your jockstrap
Since Master had sent me the first next regarding my status as a piss pig I had used the stairs to get to the third floor, I wanted to be seen as few people as possible, and today after the events of the weekend where I basically had been used as a public urinal the reluctance at being seen was even greater. Then it struck me that Master has decided that I was to live the life of a piss pig, I should proudly display that status and jumped into the lift just as the doors were closing. Only one other person was inside.
It was one of the Men I bumped into after my session of eating dog food off Masters feet.
Ah Ed's latest acquisition, ii was wondering when I'd see you again. You smell delightful, so he must have told you about Section 23 and 24 then.
He started to rub his crotch. I could see the outline of his dick underneath the fabric of his trousers. I looked at him apprehensive, and was thankful it was only three floors. The lift doors opened, as I left.
If he hasn't tell him that Shane says hurry up.
I hurried into the office, stripped and knelt in my position along my fellow all except Phil were naked. Phil was dressed in smart office wear, I guessed that Master had plans for him that day. Eric and Kurt shuffled slightly away from me, not unexpectedly, I smelt of piss after all.
There was another ten minutes or so before Master was due.
What are Clauses 23 and 24 I asked. The slaves were silent. I asked again, and each one of them looked down to the floor, heads bowed waiting for Master to arrive. The silence annoyed me, surely it was beneficial for a slave to know all the clauses that he was subject to.
After we ate breakfast, Master spoke, Phil, you are needed on the fifth floor. You know the drill
Paul, come with me. Crawl.
I followed him , crawling along the office floor. Inside his Office he commanded me to kneel.
So how has it been for the last ten days?
I explained that it has been a challenge, and the humiliation factor had been a trial. But that I had realised that I should proudly accept whatever status or role I was assigned.
Good, and how was the weekend?
I was silent for a moment.
Sir I have a confession. I allowed myself to be used by other men, without your authorisation.
I explained how I had been caught emptying my bladder by two builders and how they took advantage by pissing on me.
Perfect
Sorry Sir.
Clause 23 The slave will allow himself to be of service to any Man who demands it. Slave will always ensure that he uses the terms Sir.
I tried to stifle a smile
What's funny, my rules are not to be laughed at
Sorry Master. Someone in the lift this morning `Shane?' told me to tell you to hurry up and tell me what Clauses 23 and 24 were. The slaves outside refused to tell me so I was worried.
Ha Shane, no wonder he wanted me to tell you to always looking for a freebie. Well next time you see him you know what the response is.
Clause 24 Slaves if the opportunity arises should inform a non-submissive of their availability, allowing Clause 23 to be actioned.
This got me thinking, I mentioned the Man on the Tube to Master. Yes, yes yes. He reached into his drawer, handed me a set of cards. Keep these on you at all times. Business cards if you will. I think you have managed to get your first customer, that deserves a big reward,
Come here and suck on this, I hope there's room in your stomach, my balls are very heavy this morning.
I knelt down , and started to worship Master's dick He must have had a quiet weekend, as before long a gush of spunk hit the back of my throat, ensuring that every drop was swallowed by forcing my face into his groin.
Any further questions?
Yes Master, when I asked the slaves what Clause 23 and 24 were, they remained silent. Why Clause 30. Slaves will unless instructed by a Master never divulge information about a Clause to another slave.
Even Richard who has been a slave for years doesn't know all the Clauses. This Is the one clause that failure to comply with will automatically lead to invoking Clause 20.
Now get out, send in John, I've bought him a brand new butt plug, it's a monster.
Master left me alone for the rest of the rest of the day, after his morning fuck John sat awkwardly as his intestines got used to the new larger toy, the remaining slave having all been called out to work for clients.
Then at 4.30, I was summoned back to his office.
Go to the bathroom on floor 4. You will know when to return. I hurried up a flight of stairs and entered the bathroom. I tried to work out if I was to go in a cubicle or just hang around waiting. It then occurred to me I was still as far as Master was concerned a Piss pig. I therefore went and crouched in between the two urinals.
I hadn't been there long when Shane walked in. A huge grin on his face.
He silently unzipped his fly , took out his dick and aimed it at my face.The piss started to drip down my forehead towards my mouth, then my chin and down my chest. The flow finished, he shook his dick , and then slapped it against my face. Tucked himself away, and left.
Master's words "You will know when to return" were in my head. This was not the time. I was proved right when a Giant of a man walked in Tall, but with a huge belly.
Let's see if Shane was right.
I steadied myself to have yet another drenching, however he dropped his trousers, exposing his bare arse to me.
The other toilet on this floor ran out of toilet paper mud wipe. Give it a clean.
Scat was never my thing, and I started to panic as his arse got closer and closer to my face.
I can't feel your tongue . Now I can he said as I got to work.