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"Argh" "Shut it" it was Friday, I was kneeling on the floor of Master's kitchen .I had spent everyday this week as a urinal for Dan, Daz and their mates. Although Daz had overcome the nervousness of using me when he could look into my eyes, the group had decided that during work hours to remove any reminder the I could be human.
I was awake at dawn each morning, and kneeling waiting for Master to let me into the house. I'd eat my breakfast then kneel in the hall way waiting. Master ordered me to wear a bright yellow cat suit, and forced my hands into a pair of leather mittens. Dan would beep his horn three times, a sign that I had ten minutes to report next door.
By the time I got out of Master's, and crawled next door Daz was standing in the doorway, already on all fours I would reach down and kiss his boots. Boots which got progressively filthier as the week went by. Ordered indoors I was greeted by Dan, who spat on his boots, an indication that I was to kiss them too, when I had finished kissing the boots of all the workmen a click of Dan's fingers indicated I was to get into a kneeling position.
He would rub his hands over my face, squeezing my nose, twisting my ears, and forcing his fingers into my mouth, until I made a retching sound before a piss gag was inserted. The next ten minutes or so were then spent by wrapping a reel of yellow duct tape around my head, my nose, and one ear being the only parts not covered.The former I was informed to ensure I kept breathing, the latter to listen out for orders.
That's where I remained for the next four days from 8 to 4, next-door's hall way. When not required I was to stand there were two signs I would be needed, the heavy sound of approaching footsteps, and a hand against my left shoulder pushing me down. I'd been told that the sign to stand was a kick to the groin.
I was for most of each day forgotten and ignored, not a word was uttered when iI was used, and the lack of vision, meant that I was unable to work out a system of identifying who was using me by the taste of their piss. ToN Wednesday was hardly used, and there was very little noise for my mind to focus on, it was only later that evening that Master informed me that I had been alone for at least four hours , as the workers were required on another job,
Each afternoon Daz grabbed my chain and dragged me out of the house, back to Master's it was only then that the tape was removed from my face. Five painful minutes as the tape that adhered to my skin fought against being removed Only then was I given the opportunity to feel a dick in my throat as Daz emptied his bladder into me for the final time that day, and that week as they had finished their work next door and were off to their next job.
Tonight as Master pulled off the last strip of tape, he spoke too Daz. "So human urinals. good or bad" "Undecided, I kind of forgot it was human all bound up like that""Hear that, you weren't even a gimp, just a thing" "Yes Master"
Daz cleared his throat. "You ok" "I was wondering um." "What?" Das leaned closer to Master and whispered in his ear." Of course you can, it's what its designed for" "He's still in charge " Master said addressing me and pointing to Daz
Daz pushed me down, on my knees, Daz started to wank , his dick getting larger than I had seen over the last week, the head large, and the foreskin sitting just below, unable to get back over it. "Get on all fours, and show me that arse"
I lowered my head and shoulders, and raised my buttocks. Daz opened the zip , and with little ceremony began to fuck me. "The girlfriend's away tonight. and I `m buggered if Im going to go without my weekly fuck"
I couldn't remember the last time I had been fucked with such ferocity, Daz grunting and breathing became increasingly louder, grabbing my slave chain he pulled my head forward and bait into my neck. "You like this don't you?" "Answer him then" Master ordered . "Yes Sir"
With that he let out a loud scream , as he filled my guts with cum. I could sense he was about to withdraw when Master barked "Stop, but stay in it" He said something inaudible toDaz, his dick still hard, still in my hole. I felt Daz fidgeting behind me, as he did Master's voice became increasing stern and impatient. "I said stay in it" Finally I realised why as Daz emptied his bladder into my guts.
"Now you can pull out " "You" he said addressing me "don't you dare spill a drop" Daz's dick slipped out, and I clenched trying to keep it all in. The stress of doing so was short lived as Master slowly pushed in a putt plug. "That will do for now." "Now you stand up"
"Enjoy that" "Yeah mate" "Mate? I',not your mate" Master slapped his face. "I'm either Mr Stephen , or Sir, understand. " Master slapped him again"Yes Sir"
I could see the shock in his face . "Now strip', Within the space of a couple of minutes he was naked. Master sat down . "You, outside, clear that arse of yours and come back" I crawled to the back garden, Crouching down I reached back and pulled out the plug. Daz piss gushed out and formed a puddle. Boy got excited it it was a struggle to stop him trying to drink it. I restrained him and tied him up at a sufficiently safe distance.
When I returned, Master was guiding Daz's mouth the and down the length of his dick. "By the time you leave here tonight you will be a cock sucking expert " He pulled Daz off his dick, spat in his face "Ever had a tongue up your arse?"
"No Sir" "You heard him. get going" Master set about impaling Daz's throat as I set about worshipping his arse. In the pecking order I was still at the bottom, literally and figuratively As my tongue entered his tight hole Daz groaned. I knew that things would never be the same for him again.
i was just getting used to the taste of Daz's hole, when Master ordered me to kneel beside hi, "Ok now listen, I'm going to cum. In your mouth , don't spit, don't swallow just keep it there until I say otherwise. You get ready, you can guess what's coming"
Seconds later Daz started to choke as he experienced his first mouthful of cum "Remember keep it in your mouth." I watched as Master pushed Daz's head of his dick glistening with slime and spit, If I wasn't waiting for Master's orders I would have jumped on it to clean it up.
"Go on you know what you need to do" I grabbed Daz's ice leaned in and began to kiss him sucking out the cum from his mouth and swallowing it. When I had swallowed the last drop, i fell to the ground and kissed Master's feet, thanking him. It was a privilege to taste his cum even second hand, and I had no idea when the next opportunity would arise.
Master stood, Daz was still kneeling, his hair sticky with sweat, Master ran his dick through it, cleaning off the slime that had come from Daz's mouth. "Next time, if there is a next time, it's going up your arse. Would you like that?" "I think so Sir, a hesitant Daz replied"
"Now get dressed, and fuck off"
Daz hurriedly got dressed, and left. Master turned to me "I can smell a strong submissive side a mile off. not as strong as yours he'll never be a slave, not mine any way, but he''' be a regular in the kink bars as a goto sub in the next month I guarantee it. Now come here and suck this dick clean"
Master grabbed my chain and puled me towards his dick. "You've been good the last week or so , call this a reward, but don't get too excited, I've not finished with you in your gimp state just yet." I fell on Master's fully hard dick, and as I chocked I thought how lucky I was.