Water Play Unleashed! A Meat Toilet's Desperate Plea!
The video was racing toward its end.
On the phone screen in front of me, I watched myself licking up piss with my cheek pinned beneath his foot.
A bitch who licks her own piss...
During the last training session, I hadn't been able to hold the enema and had pissed myself — then lapped it up twice like a dog right in front of Master. He'd filmed that too, and forced me to watch the footage he'd taken. But watching the video of what I'd just done felt different. It was as if I were being made to confront my own vulgar nature all over again.
If someone were to title a video of Master violating me, the keywords would surely include things like meat toilet, bitch, piss, vulgar.
What kind of person would lick up their own piss that vulgarly? The world is a big place, so maybe a woman like that exists somewhere. But I... I wasn't originally like that. I wasn't that kind of person. I'd never done that kind of play. No one had ever made me. I'd never even thought of it.
Master had made me this way. He'd awakened the vulgar, filthy nature of a meat toilet bitch.
"Hnnngh...!♥"
Watching the scene of myself licking piss, my body heated up all over again. In the next shot, Master spat a thick wad of saliva onto my cheek. I was startled watching that scene. The expression on my face as the spit hit my right cheek had this strange atmosphere — like I was in heat and getting off on it.
Then Master grabbed me by the hair and yanked me up. The me on screen, still wearing that lewd expression, opened my mouth-pussy on Master's command. He spat into my mouth, and I received it, savoring his saliva like I was chewing cud before gulping it down my throat.
The me on screen wasn't even aware of the camera — I was looking up at Master. My face flushed, eyes half-lidded, panting out those lewd, ragged breaths.
The video ended there.
After watching the whole thing, my pussy started twitching. It was like my body was sending out heat signals all over again. Like my pussy was screaming that it couldn't take it, that it needed to be fucked right now. In that heated state, I looked up at Master.
"Finished watching? Got yourself all in heat again, toilet bitch?"
"Hah... Master...!♥"
"Get over here."
"Augh... nngh...!"
Master grabbed me by the hair and dragged me over to the toilet.
"See this?"
Where Master pointed with his finger was the toilet.
"Yes...!"
"What is this?"
"A toilet..."
"And what are you?"
"A meat toilet...!"
"Good. At least you know your place."
"Augh...!"
He grabbed my hair again and yanked it up hard.
Ding!
Master pulled out his phone and started filming me again.
"Lick it."
"What...?"
"I said lick the toilet."
"Augh... that... that's...!"
SMACK!
"Aah!!"
He slapped my face without mercy.
"A meat toilet bitch getting ideas above her station? You wanna die?"
"Augh... n-no...!"
"Lick it."
"Hnnngh... yes...!"
In the end, I stuck my tongue all the way out and started slowly pressing it against the rim of the toilet, licking.
"Heuup... chuuup...!"
Having already shed my humanity and fallen to the very bottom in front of Master, I could no longer pretend to be human. Gazing up at the camera he was filming with, I started slowly licking from the outer rim of the toilet.
I showed the meat toilet bitch the training video I'd just filmed. I wanted her to realize how far she'd fallen, what humiliation she'd endured, how thoroughly vulgar a creature she was.
The meat toilet bitch on screen was vulgar beyond measure. Every time I fingered her pussy she whimpered with pleasure, and when I ordered her to lick her own piss she stuck out her tongue and lapped it up like a poorly trained dog. I lightly stepped on one cheek and spat on her face, and she flushed with pleasure. I grabbed her by the hair, yanked her up, and spat a thick wad into her mouth-pussy — and the toilet bitch chewed my spit like cud before gulping it down her throat.
I'd shot the thing myself, but I had to admit it was really well made. Close to patting myself on the back, sure — but the video was genuinely hot. Watching the scenes of her violation from a different angle on the phone was a novel feeling. I'd heard people sold this kind of footage on social media and overseas sites for money, and if I converted what I'd shot into a price, I figured I'd made it well enough to earn a decent amount.
Blood started rushing to my cock again. I wanted nothing more than to shove that swollen, hardened thing inside her right then and there. I briefly considered just stuffing it into her pussy, but something else to put her through suddenly occurred to me, so I decided to keep training her.
"Finished watching? Got yourself all in heat again, toilet bitch?"
"Hah... Master...!♥"
Once the video ended, the toilet bitch looked up at me with a flushed face. Her eyes were half-lidded, but the way she gazed up at me through those unfocused slits was already a signal — trained, in heat, ready.
"Get over here."
"Augh... nngh...!"
I grabbed her by the hair, dragged the meat toilet bitch over to the toilet, and ordered her to lick it. At the same time I pulled out my phone and hit record. When she hesitated at first, I slapped her across the face — and the meat toilet bitch snapped to, slowly starting to lick the rim of the toilet with her tongue.
It was a different flavor of vulgarity from licking her own piss. The toilet had been cleaned thoroughly. The white porcelain was polished to a shine. But licking it with a tongue was a different dimension entirely.
Even if you somehow managed to recruit a kinkster, if their style didn't fundamentally match, they would never lick a toilet on command. More precisely, most of them would have called their safeword or wrecked the session and walked out. Before it even got that far — if you posted a recruitment looking for this kind of play, finding someone would be like picking stars out of the sky. You wouldn't even get a message.
But the meat toilet bitch in front of me clearly had a lewd nature in her. After just a few training sessions, she'd become a meat toilet fallen endlessly into the abyss. Order another kinkster to lick a toilet and they would have safeworded or walked straight out of the motel. She didn't. She hesitated at first, but once I slapped her and barked at her, she pretended she couldn't resist — and diligently, vulgarly, filthily licked the toilet where countless motel guests had pissed and come, her ass wiggling as she worked.
Earlier she'd felt like an untrained mutt. Now she was starting to feel like nothing more than a vulgar meat toilet wearing the shape of a human being. Ah... I can treat this one as roughly as I want during play... That thought was hardening into certainty.
"Hoo..."
I was so turned on I couldn't take it.
"Auuugh...!!"
I grabbed the meat toilet bitch by the hair again and yanked her up off the toilet.
"Hsssk... ptoo."
"Augh...!"
The way you'd spit into a toilet when you piss, I spat another thick wad of saliva onto the toilet bitch's face. It landed around her mouth.
"Hah... euhp...! Euup... chuup... haah...!"
The instant the spit hit her lips, the meat toilet bitch opened her mouth and rolled her tongue around, licking up every bit of what I'd spat on her.
"Vulgar bitch."
"Nngh...! That's right... I'm a vulgar... bitch, Master...!♥"
"How's it feel, licking a toilet?"
"Nnnngh... like I've fallen into the abyss... if anyone saw this... they'd point fingers... they wouldn't even treat me like a person...!"
"And?"
"And... licking a toilet this vulgarly in front of Master is humiliating, but... it also turns me on...!"
"That so?"
"Yes... uurk... uuuurp!!!"
I shoved my rock-hard cock straight into her mouth-pussy.
"Uurk... uuuurk...!!"
I stuffed the swollen head in first, then drove the blood-engorged shaft in after it, filling her mouth completely and pushing all the way so she couldn't even close around it.
"Uurp... huup... uuuurk... uuuuurk!!! Guuuurk!!"
I pushed the swollen head all the way into her throat-pussy. I could feel the tip packing it full. With my cock blocking her entire mouth and throat, the meat toilet bitch screamed in place of a signal that she couldn't breathe.
"Uurk.... uuaaargh...! Hsssk.... haah... haaagh... haah...!"
After one deep thrust down her throat, I pulled my cock out of her mouth-pussy and she gasped in air in ragged heaves. Saliva stretched from her mouth-pussy like mozzarella cheese, clinging to my cock in a long, glistening strand. I'd only deepthroated her once and my cock was already slathered in spit.
The meat toilet bitch's expression after the deepthroat was the same gone, in-heat look as before. But I never got tired of that face, no matter how many times I saw it. The more the toilet bitch made that expression, the more my pent-up lust drained away. My cock, already standing at full attention, grew even harder at the sight of her in heat.
"Hnnngh.. huup... haah... huup..."
The meat toilet bitch stayed on her knees, panting roughly. It didn't seem like she was just exhausted, or just catching her breath after being choked off. She wanted my cock. I could see it in that lewd, in-heat expression — and the way her slightly visible pussy hole kept twitching only confirmed what I already suspected.
Nngh...!
A signal hit me from my cock all at once.
"Augh...!"
I grabbed the toilet bitch by the hair, yanked her up, and brought her face to my standing cock.
"Nngh...!"
She tilted her head up slightly and looked at me with that lewd expression.
And then...
Shhhhhhhh....
I pissed all over the toilet bitch's face.