Steve, Susan's partner let himself into the house. It had been a few days since the first toilet incident and you were currently laying on your bed, half asleep.
Suddenly, the door flies open, and clatters against the wall. Steve was a large man, muscular and it was well known that he hated you with a passion. He loved Sally, and even Sarah was more of a daughter to him, but you are just a nuisance to him.
"Bathroom, slut!" He snapped, using the line Sally and Susan had been using to train you. Whenever they said that, you knew that you are meant to crawl into the bathroom without question, lay down on the floor and close your eyes, and say, "Please, use my mouth for your waste. Let me eat your shit and drink you piss. I'm a filthy, dirty toilet slave and I love it."
You automatically moved to the bathroom, afraid of what might happen if you didn't obey. But at the door to the tiny bathroom you paused and looked back at Steve. Steve took the moment of hesitation to kick you hard.
"Get in the bathroom, pig." He growled, as you scrambled the final couple of metres and repeated the mantra you've been taught. You couldn't believe that your mother had told Steve about you.
Nor had you noticed that your mother was already standing in the bathroom, watching the whole scene with a smile on her face.
"I hate you." Steve spat, globules of spit landing on your face. "Take my piss! And make sure to open your eyes toilet sissy. See a real mans cock!"
You force yourself to open your eyes only to be shocked! His flaccid cock was huge, thick and meaty. It was no wonder that your mother was often heard to scream with pleasure in the late hours of the evening.
Steve didn't start slowly either. His powerful stream floods your young and pathetic face, spilling piss all over it, as well as your neck, as you struggle to swallow everything like your are supposed to.
"Dirty, disgusting, creep!" The liquid continued to flow and you coughed and splutter against the torrent.
Susan's laugh then broke through the room all of a sudden. Your cringed, realising your mother could see you struggling.
"I think I'm going to see your Sarah." She tells you, looking down with disgust.
Steve laughed, knowing that Sarah would not be impressed with this new information. "Lick up what you missed." He spat, as he rose to his feet.
You rolled over, and began to lap at the floor again as the couple left the room. You aren't sure about the whole toilet slave life anymore. You never would have though you'd had to serve another man, and Steve none the less! Sadly it was to late for you now. Your life as you knew it was over. Once again, only this time with the taste of another man's piss and disgusting cock in your mouth, you return to your room with teary eyes.....
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