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Ryth woke up to an unfamiliar, comforting sensation, slowly opening his eyes. He stretched his legs as he regained his senses, only then realizing the situation he was in. He had an arm wrapped around his new pet bird, but unlike last night where she had been facing away she now was facing towards him, with her face resting against his chest. He could feel her cum-filled stomach against him, not as huge as it was yesterday but still a bit pudgier than normal. He hadn't planned on being this close to her neither physically or emotionally, but he was far from a professional and didn't know what to expect. Using her like a slave was the opposite of what he wanted to do, but her sucking him off yesterday felt so damn good.. Either way he felt quite comfortable like this, and didn't want to get up.

He stayed where he was for a few minutes, gently petting the bird's head and making her chirp quietly in her sleep. He eventually got up very carefully, setting her down so she could keep sleeping. He smiled down at her, pulling the blankets up to her shoulders and stepping back, doing his best to get dressed into a new pair of clothing as quietly as possible. He looked at her one more time before leaving. She really did look peaceful like this, even with how she was raised and the fact she was just sold like an object.. He tried not to think too deep, shaking his head and leaving the room, softly closing the door behind him.

He decided to make breakfast for both of them, as if he hadn't thought of that already, making something a little less messy this time, just in case. He started to think as he was cooking- what was he going to do to take her outside? Making her stay inside his home all the time wouldn't be healthy, and it'd make him just as bad as a regular slave owner. If he took her out, there were plenty of risks involved, mostly due to her strange behaviours. She'd always stay by his side which was good in some cases, but he didn't doubt that she'd follow him into places such as the bathroom as well. Before any of that he'd have to buy her some clothing. Nothing could be done about her wings though.

His thoughts were drawn elsewhere once he heard noises from upstairs, and his name being called out. He turned the stove on low, taking his time getting upstairs. He opened the door, stepping inside. "Yes?" He was instantly greeted by the bird giving him a big hug, nearly sending him down the stairs, her head against his stomach. "Good morning master Ryth. I look forward to another day of worshipping you. I was worried when I didn't see you." She said with a happy tone. He gave her a mostly-faked smile, both flattered and concerned that she got worried after he wasn't there for a minute or two. "Does master Ryth want another cock cleaning?" He blushed in response, immediately turning so she couldn't see his bulge growing. "Not now. I made breakfast for us, if you want to eat." He said, unsure if she would even be hungry with her full stomach. But she nodded, waiting for him to go back downstairs before following close behind.

"The food is almost ready. You can sit at the table if you want." He said as he walked back to the stove, stirring the food. She felt confused, none of her former masters had ever let her sit at a table- it must have been a test! So she did the only logical thing she could think of and sat right down on the floor, letting out a quiet squawk when she sat right on the plug. He let out a long sigh, mumbling "alright" as he finished up the food. He brought it over to the table, his on a plate and hers in a bowl. She smiled widely, she was much more used to eating from a bowl, if not a slightly different kind of bowl. She waited for her master to start eating before she dug in, still not using her hands but at least not spilling it all over the floor this time. "Alright, that's sort of better." He quietly said to himself.

The two of them finished eating in relative silence, most of the noise being her eating, her ass raised towards him like last time. He did his best to not get hard but failed, waiting until he went soft to get up and collect her bowl, going to the sink to wash it. "I'm going to be going out for a while today. Do you think you can handle yourself for a few hours?" He glanced back at the bird, who was now sitting up on her knees. "Cumslut should be ok until you return, master Ryth.. please be quick.." She whispered the last part under his breath, and though he heard it he didn't say anything.

He finished cleaning, walking over to her and putting his hands under her arms, lifting her into a hug to her delight, the bird wrapping her arms around his back. He hadn't intended for such a tight hug, never mind one that took more than just a second, but she seemed happy. He managed to pry her off, setting her on her feet. "You can go wherever you want in the house. Just don't go looking through my things, don't go outside, and don't touch my computer." He commanded, trying to sound stern but not mean. He didn't want to command her at all, but he couldn't exactly make progress if he never told her anything. She nodded, following behind him as he walked over to the door, pulling his coat on. "Uh.. I'll see you later then." He opened the door, giving her a smile and wave as she gave him the same. He stepped out and closed the door, locking it too just in case- she'd have trouble reaching high enough to unlock it. The pet waited patiently for her master to drive away, standing there for a few minutes before going to the couch and sitting on the floor in front of it. Meanwhile, Ryth had to think of what he was going to do, or at least what he was going to buy. He couldn't exactly get the lock from a store, so for now he decided to get some clothing for his pet, and perhaps some sanitary products too.

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The submissive bird had waited patiently for over four hours for her master to return, giving herself a little tour around his house but not even trying to open any doors. He told her to not look through his stuff, after all. After the third hour, she started to feel the urge to use the bathroom, but it was alright, she told herself master should be back any minute now. She was trained to hold her bladder in for hours, but that didn't mean it was comfortable or easy, especially with how much dragon cum she drank last night, not to mention the pressure on her bladder from the huge plug in her ass.

Half an hour passed without any trouble. The next half hour she started to fidget. Then for nearly an hour she was sitting and squirming. She had to be strong for her master, to make him proud, and strong for herself. Her past trainers and masters always punished her for wetting herself, even the ones who enjoyed watching it. On the occasions it happened while they were away, she wasn't allowed to clean it until they saw the mess. As much as she loved being forced to clean up, she loved seeing her masters proud even more. As such, once she felt a warm drop of urine escaping her cage and wetting her feathers, she quickly got up and began pacing around. That relieved the pressure for a few minutes, then she began walking with her thighs and knees together, and her hands against her legs- she was forbidden from touching her cage or balls. She was going to burst any minute if not any second, she couldn't wait for her master much longer.

Ryth had a relatively successful shopping trip, humming to himself as he neared his home. In the back seat he had several bags of clothing of different sizes, all relatively small ones, along with two bags of things like feather-softening products and even the bird's own toothbrush and toothpaste. He pulled into his garage, calmly taking the bags out and thinking about how surprised she'll be. He opened the door to the house, and wasn't surprised to see her standing there. He was surprised, however, by the fact that she was bending over slightly with her hands on her legs, urine slowly dripping from her cage with a desperate look on her face. "M-master Ryth, may this p-pathetic toy please use the bathroom?" She begged. He dropped his bags in shock, barely containing his panic. He had forgot entirely about the bathroom control. "Uh, alright! It's the first door up the stairs, to the right." He pointed it out for her, not sure what to do as she carefully waddled up the steps, her knees pressed together with a small trail of urine left on the floor. Good thing he didn't get carpets.

She barely even made it up the stairs, leaning against the bathroom door for a moment as her body trembled. The doorknob was high up, built with the dragon's size in mind, so she had to straighten out and reach up for it.. she barely brushed her fingers against the doorknob before she realized her mistake, whining as she finally lost control, hot urine spraying against the door and making a growing puddle as she slid to her knees. She knew her master would be disappointed in her, and maybe he wouldn't even let her taste his cock at all tonight. Despite her worries, the relief of pressure felt oh-so good, and she pushed extra hard just to get it all out as fast as she could. Ryth frowned as he walked upstairs, looking at the bird kneeling in her own piss. She opened her mouth to start apologizing, but he rushed up to her and put a hand on her back, kneeling next to her but careful not to stand in her urine. "It's alright, that was completely my fault. I'll clean up the mess, you go sit in the tub for now and I'll clean you after. Ok?" He said in a calm, reassuring tone. She looked up at him, confused. "Y-you aren't mad, master..?" He shook his head, giving her a small hug. "Of course not. Now go into the bath, I'll help you clean in a minute." He stood up, opening the door for her and giving her a gentle push inside. She looked back at him before hesitantly climbing into the empty bathtub, sitting down on her plug with a loud huff.

He grabbed a towel, starting to soak up the worst of the mess. He was definitely upset, and a bit angry, but most of those emotions were directed at himself. Besides, he needed to be forgiving towards her, she likely never knew such a thing. He cleaned up the puddle and wiped off the door, then going to clean the drips on the stairs and by the entrance. Then he had to use disinfectant on it all and wipe that down. She watched him through the doorway, resisting the urge to ask him what he's doing. She had never once had someone clean a mess she made, let alone clean their own messes while she was around. She didn't say anything though, sitting back down and waiting for him to finish.

He tossed the paper towels into the garbage and threw the towel into the washing machine, taking a minute to regain his composure before he brought the shopping bags inside. He brought them to his room, not saying anything about what they were but coming into a bathroom with a bottle of the feather softener. "You've taken a shower before, right?" He asked, getting her to stand up. She nodded in response. "Only when masters allow it, and they join in." He thought for a bit, but didn't want to keep her waiting. "Alright. I'll clean you off, but I'm not showering with you. I have some good quality cleaning things, and you might not be used to them. Is that ok?" He asked politely, and got the response he expected. "Of course, master Ryth. Cockwhore will do her best."

"First, um.. could you take the plug out? We should clean that too." He asked her a bit shyly. She didn't pay much attention to his tone, responding anyways. "It was made big enough that it can't be taken out without master's help." She bent over, and he took a sharp breath in. "J-just hold on then, try to relax." He mumbled, grabbing onto the base of the toy with both hands and starting to pull. She moaned quietly, relaxing her muscles and letting the toy slip out easy, compared to the first time. It still left her tailhole gaping, and it left Ryth blushing like a tomato. He dropped the plug into the tub, trying not to stare at her as she was still bending over, and he had a rock-solid erection travelling down his pant leg.

"Okay, I'm turning the water on now." He huffed, looking away from her as he reached for the knob to turn the hot water on, making it nice and steamy but not uncomfortably hot. She let out a pleased coo, the water soaking her feathers and relaxing her muscles. He just stared for a long moment, taking a deep breath. "Alright. I'm going to get in with you to make it easier, but you cannot touch my dick, or my balls, or anything in that area. Understand?" He stated down at her, and she frowned a bit. She was happy that he was getting in, though disappointed she couldn't touch his glorious cock. Regardless she'd never disagree with her master, and she nodded.

He turned away from her, trying not to focus on the feeling of her staring intently at him as he stripped down, freeing his rigid erection and apple-sized balls. On the inside she was absolutely delighted, finally getting to see her new master completely naked. She was biased, but most would agree that Ryth was objectively quite attractive, with a toned body and shiny, smooth scales. She felt her chastity cage tighten up just a bit.

She stayed silent as he stepped into the shower, momentarily blocking all of the water from her. He kept a hand on his cock so it wouldn't be poking against her face, trying not to draw attention to it as he kneeled down. "Alright, close your eyes." She did so, curious as to what he had in mind. She shivered as he poured a cool gel onto her head, chirping when he started massaging it into her feathers. "I think it's time I give you a name, I can't exactly call you 'Cumslut' all the time." He talked quietly, pouring more of the feather softener onto her and rubbing her cheeks. She really was adorable to him, not solely in a lewd sense either. "How about Cam? I think it sounds nice." She smiled and giggled in response. "Cam sounds like another good name for this bitch." Alright, baby steps. At least he could call her something.

"Lift your arms, please." He asked politely. She quickly did so, holding her arms out for him. "You're uh, really soft. Even without this softener." He gently rubbed the gel into the feathers on her arms, softly holding her hands for a moment before he kept moving. "I'll uh, need to clean your crotch and butt as well.." She nodded in response, spreading her legs a bit and letting out a pleased coo. "Shush, it's not a sexual thing. I'm just cleaning you." He blushed, trying not to think about how warm or soft the bird was. He slowly moved further down, carefully rubbing her inner thighs before cupping her balls, and jumping a bit once she let out a squawk. "S-sorry master Ryth. It gets sensitive." He shook his head, cleaning off her cage (at least the outside of it) then moving down her legs.

It was all much for sensual than he intended, getting her to turn around and letting out a huff once her butt was right in front of his face, staring at the QR-code tattoo. "Cam, do you know what this is?" He looked up at her, and she tried looking down at what it is. "It must be for your ownership, master Ryth. All of the sissy's get one." She said with a smile, and he raised an eyebrow. "I see. I'll check it out later, just to make sure.." He muttered, rubbing her back and being extra careful around where her wings would've been, then moving down and cleaning her legs. He then went to the part he was the least mentally prepared for, putting his hands on her ass cheeks and causing her to suddenly let out a feminine moan. "Forgive me, master.. old masters used lots of drugs on this slut, it's really sensitive back there." She groaned to him and he quickly took his hands off of her. "Oh, I'm sorry. I'll be more careful." He blushed.

Her moans sounded really cute, and he couldn't stop himself from slowly getting hard. He didn't say anything as his shaft slowly erected from his genital slit, but she certainly said something as it poked between her legs. "Oh! Is master Ryth ready to fuck his toy?" She asked very loudly. He took a slow, shaky breath, standing up halfway and wrapping his arms around her. "N-no, not yet.." He pushed his cock between her soft thighs, letting out a loud huff and making her moan with delight even without direct penetration. This was more than enough for her, any touch from her master gave her bliss. He didn't try to be gentle this time, huffing and growling as he thrusted against her, rubbing his length against her balls, her cage, and her stomach, spurting hot precum onto the floor which was quickly washed down the drain. "P-please, go harder master~!" She begged him, squeezing her legs together and rocking her hips. Despite how roughly he was thrusting, he still had some control over his urges and kept himself from using his claws or teeth.

"I'm not gonna last much longer.. squeeze a bit tighter." He groaned, and she eagerly complied. He didn't last after that, holding her tight and thrusting against her one last time before pulling back, stroking his cock with both hands while he shot hot ropes of cum all over the bird's feathery butt, plenty getting onto her back too. He panted quietly, almost falling on top of her, instead leaning against the wall and letting the shower wash her off. "That felt really nice, master Ryth. Next time may this worthless toy keep your cum on her~?" She teased him, shaking her ass at him as he turned the water off. "Yeah, s-sure.."

He pulled her out of the tub, using a towel to slowly dry off her feathers and taking quite a while to dry her ass. She cooed as he pat her head, leading her to the bedroom again and laying down, the bird laying on him with her head on his chest. He felt guilty again, but it felt amazing too. Though he made some steps towards making her better, he also made some steps towards making himself worse. It was going to be harder than he thought, and he wasn't sure if he could really do it. Either way, one of them was going to have a fun time.