It was 4:00 AM and it was time for you to wake up. No alarm woke you up outside of your own internal clock. Savage punishments for waking up late had quickly taught you to get up at this hour. As quietly as you could you began your morning chores. If you woke up any of the Smith family you would regret it deeply.
Your skinny and emancipated frame had grown more fragile over the years. Your buttocks was still quite sore from yesterday's caning at the hands of Nate. The eldest boy had been furious with you for not adequately cleaning his jock strap. A tiny whimper escaped your mouth at the remembered pain. Nate was the strongest in the household in terms of physical strength and like the rest of the family he didn't have a shred of mercy.
Your morning household chores were to ensure Mrs. Smith's uniform was freshly ironed and pristine. The mere thought of a spec of imperfection makes your bowels weak with the terror. She had never forgiven you for your evil attempt at forcefully taking her body. You completed the ironing and inspected every inch of her uniform. You double checked and would have triple checked if you had more time but the other chores needed to be done as well.
You made sure every trashcan was empty and brought the bags outside. In the earlier years you hadn't been allowed outside but since the new anti-rape laws had become finalized and accepted by society no one cared how poorly the rapists were treated during their slavery. That done you return back inside and get ready for breakfast. You of course had not been allowed to eat anything yet. Food and the drug you craved so much would only be given out once a day. It was an incredible temptation to sneak a bit of food and likely they wouldn't notice but the mere thought of what they would do to you if they ever found out filled you with so much dread you didn't dare.
As you finished laying out breakfast you quietly approached the Master bedroom and opened the door and took your place on your knees beside Jared's bed. He was typically the first one to rise. Unlike some of the others he did not want you waking him up, instead he had an alarm. It beeped right as you got into position, phew!
He turned it off and got out of bed. You murmur softly, "Good morning Master."
"Open." He said simply and you opened up your mouth. He took his penis in hand and pissed into your open mouth. You flattened your tongue to avoid any of the spray from bouncing off your mouth. You disliked drinking piss but compared to the other toilet services you had to do it was a rather minor issue. After he finished using you as a urinal he moved to the bathroom to shower and shave. You hastily but still quietly rushed back to the kitchen to bring him a cup of coffee and his portion of the breakfast. He accepted it without a word.
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