The Slut Cleans The Bathroom [Slaveplay, Watersports]
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Sammy was woken up by a tug on his shoulder. He sleepily opened his eyes and looked up, seeing his master through the slit in his tired eyes.
'Oh h-hi Master! Good morning!' He greeted him with a smile.
'Hey slut, I have some news for you.' The skunk knelt down to untie his slave, lying on the ground and secured to a metal pipe to make sure he can't do anything naughty while his master wasn't looking. 'I've decided that I will make use of you outside of sex. You live in my house rent free, so it's only fair that you do your share of work.'
The little blue dragon was helped up from the ground by his captor, and they headed out of the room. Sammy hadn't left the dungeon for weeks, and had never seen the inside of the house since his eyes were covered when he was brought here, so he was very excited to see what the place looked like.
'This is the kitchen. Every day after I've finished having dinner, you'll wash the dishes and clean up during the day.' The kitchen was a rather small area, with some modern looking furniture and appliances.
"Master doesn't have many dishes, so I will at least be done with the washing up quicker..." Sammy thought to himself. One one hand, he wasn't very pleased by the fact that he had to do regular housework besides kinky stuff, but on the other he was very eager to please and serve his master. So he gulped down his discontent and followed the skunk to the other side of the house through the dining area, which was really just a small table with two chairs.
'Oh by the way, you'll have to clean up the WHOLE house. Every day! I want it spotless.' His captor added, to which Sammy nodded obediently. 'Except for my room. No one is allowed in there, do you understand? If I find out that you've entered my room, even peeked inside... There will be severe consequences.'
'Y-yes Master, I understand!' Of course, curiosity started overwhelming the dragon. What could be in that room that's so secret? What is his master hiding from him? But he agreed with himself that whatever is in there is not worth the risk of angering his keeper. The two went along a corridor, at the end of which was a door.
'This is the bathroom. Probably your dirtiest part of your job...You know me, I'm a skunk. My waste doesn't particularly smell like flowers.' Sammy's heart started beating faster as the skunk opened the door and let him get inside.
The bathroom wasn't anything out of the ordinary, a shower in one corner, a sink and a toilet. It was a relief that at that time it didn't really smell like anything in there, but the dragon knew that this was going to change as soon as his master sets his butt on that toilet seat.
'You've got to make sure everything is clean and spotless! There's one important rule though: you can't use anything other than your own tongue to clean off any shit or piss' The skunk said with a grin.
'Wait w-what? Why is that Master?? Do you really expect me to just lick poop off the floor? This is r-r-ridiculous!' Sammy protested in a shaky voice, but quickly stopped with a quiet whine when his captor leaned closer with an annoyed expression, deepening his tone of voice.
'It was in the contract, bitch. You better get used to it. Actually, why don't we try now?' Seeing his slave's eyes widening in fear didn't let the skunk sway, and he pulled down his pants to reveal his meat. This is the first time Sammy got a good look at it, and what a good look it was! Thick and covered in veins, about 8 inches long. Despite trying to hold back, the dragon started drooling at the sight of the cock, feeling the need to instantly kneel down and give it a blowjob. This kind of slutty instinct was built into him over the training, and really started taking over his personality.
He didn't have much time to admire though, as a golden yellow stream of piss started coming from the semi-erect cock of the skunk. The dragon blushed as he watched it pouring into the toilet.
'Now usually this is how I pee. Into the toilet, so I can flush it down and there's no trouble for you! But there I times where I accidentally...'-putting a sarcastic emphasis at the word "accidentally"- 'I accidentally miss my target!' He flailed his cock to the side, finishing up his peeing by creating a big yellow puddle on the bathroom floor. 'That is when you come in, slut. You take that slutty tongue of yours... And you know the rest. Let me see now, how do you clean?'
Sammy of course hesitated a bit, but seeing that his master wasn't joking around, he sighed nervously and got to the floor. As he put his muzzle near the pool, he felt the warmness of the fresh pee, and the slight smell it gave off.
Suddenly he landed face first in the waste, as his master gave him a push from behind, making him lose his balance. 'Eeeeewie...' He exclaimed as his face got soaked in piss, but he didn't want to annoy the skunk any further, so he started lapping. It tasted a bit salty, a bit sour... Definitely not the best. But of course he knew that this is not the last time his captor would pull such a trick him, so he braced himself and tried to enjoy it a little bit.
When he was done, he looked up at the skunk, trying to hide his sour expression. 'I'm done, Master.' He said bitterly, trying to forget the taste he just had the misfortune to experience.
'That's a good slut'- the master said, giving him a quick pet on the head- 'I hope you enjoyed the taste. If you didn't, you'll have plenty of times to get used to it!' He winked as he helped Sammy off the floor. 'Let's get you back to your room now.'