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Sibey boarded the small jet and looked for his seat. He found it near the back but it was not like the plane was busy, there were generally two seats for everyone on board and only a few furs sat next to each other - must be couples - Sibey figured. Everyone on board was male but that was not terribly unusual for this sort of flight.

Sibey was a dragon of noble blood, deep black and vibrant red, he stood about 6 feet tall and was of slender athletic build. His family was aristocratic but he had no interest in maintaining his father's reputation, rather he would gallivant around looking for ever more exotic places to get drunk and ever tighter tailhole to fuck. And so that quest had brought him here, a chartered jet to an extremely expensive private island resort. It didn't feature in any travel agents but rather appeared on more esoteric websites for the sort of furs who were willing and able to pay for sun, sand and unfettered sex. The dragon relaxed in his seat as the jet took off and the snow covered ground shrunk away. He closed his eyes and drifted into a light sleep - the flight was scheduled to take over 10 hours.

A bang and a jolt jerked Sibey from his sleep. He opened his eyes and the sight that met them shocked him. The next passenger forward from him, a badger, was fighting with two of the stewards - both wolves. He was still in his seat, naked and struggling as one of the wolves held him and the other cuffed his paws behind his back before a gag was shoved into his mouth and a loose fitting leather hood pulled over his head and collared on. Sibey instantly suspected the badger had caused some trouble, maybe even tried to take over the plane, but as he glanced down the length of the jet from his position at the back his opinion changed...

Every other passenger was naked, cuffed, gagged and bagged just as the badger. The plane was flying low over the ocean with its front door open (what must have caused the jolt) and the third steward was throwing suitcases and bags out of the plane. The two wolves turned, grabbed another set of cuffs and approached their last passenger.

"Heh, won't be needing your luggage where you're going draggy..." he teased, noticing Sibey was looking to the wolf at the front

The two wolves pounced and had no trouble restraining the weaker dragon whose world was soon plunged into darkness.

For there it was hard for Sibey to tell what was going on. He heard the door close and then a few minutes later the jet landed. Booted feet stamped into the cabin and the muffled cries of the other passengers was renewed. A strong pair of paws suddenly grabbed Sibey and he was manhandled off the plane and out into what felt like a tropical climate. He struggled lightly but whoever was holding him was clearly much stronger and his grip seemed to tighten for every move the dragon made. Sibey was led inside and eventually thrown to the floor before a heavy metal shackle was clamped around his neck and a heavy wooden door slammed. Then came silence.

For hours the dragon lay, trying to find a comfortable position on the hard stone floor with his paws still cuffed behind his back. At least his cell was relatively cool. 'What had happened?' he thought to himself, 'What the hell was going on? Ki...kidnap for ransom...' was the conclusion he eventually reached but it hardly lessened his confusion or worry.

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Hours after he had arrived the door to Sibey's cell finally opened again and the clop of a hooved fur entered. After a few awkward moments Sibey felt the shackle around his neck being unlocked and removed and then his hood was removed. He was left, staring up at a large blue roan horse, his short fur speckled white against his blue-grey background.

"Not bad..." the horse muttered, clearly looking over the cuffed and gagged dragon

"Hummph! Hmmmm!" Sibey tried to call out, begging for the gag to be removed so he could offer his ransom

"Now now bitch calm down, I am going to uncuff you and you are going to follow me to my dungeon."

Sibey tried again to beg for the gag to come off but the horse just strapped a leather collar and leash around his neck and uncuffed his paws, ignoring his pleas. For the moment the dragon relented and pushed himself off the floor. No sooner had he stood up though the horse tripped him and shoved him hard back onto the stone floor.

"You follow me ON YOUR KNEES SLUT" bellowed the equine and Sibey was quickly scared into compliance

He moved along with his head bowed in shame and fear as the horse led him out and along dimly lit stone corridors. Sibey looked up at the various doors and other corridors that split off and for the first time began to doubt that this was a normal kidnapping. This place was massive and seemed to be underground, for the lack of windows, but it was the signs on the doors that scared the dragon the most. Some read 'Store' and 'Toilets' but the more worrying began to emerge deeper into the labyrinth. Signs began to list what seemed to be nicknames and then the rooms purpose - the first was 'Rope Wolf: Bondage Dungeon (canine)' then 'The Electric Eel: Punishment Dungeon (feline)' followed by 'Rubber Shark: Fetish Dungeon (aquatic)'. These went on and on until the horse stopped outside what seemed to be his own room, he unlocked the door and Sibey whimpered behind his gag as he saw the sign: 'The Piss Horse: Fetish Dungeon (equine)'

The equine tugged the dragon inside and bolted the door behind him. Sibey struggled to take in what found himself in. The room was indeed a dungeon, built of the same cold flagstone as his cell had been and just as underground, lit by torchlight. It was a decent size with a high roof and composed of a clear area in the centre flanked by slightly raised areas on each side and to the rear. On these raised areas were countless pieces of BDSM furniture and shelves and racks full of toys - many familiar to the dragon who had dabbled at domming himself once or twice but much of them remained a mystery. At the rear there were three smaller rooms - two cells with caged doors and one slightly larger room with a bed in it.

The horse moved over to a shelf and retrieved a length of rope. He came back to the still kneeling dragon and pushed his head down to the ground before starting to bind his wrists tightly with the rope.

"I know you are paralysed with fear boy..." the horse said slowly as he started to bind Sibey's ankles with the same length of rope - putting him on his stomach in a tight hogtie "...but once that paralysis wears off remember your place and you will avoid the most unpleasant treatments."

Sibey was still confused, things were moving too quickly, but as the horse reached down and began to unbuckle his gag he knew he had to take his chance...

"Please, please!" he immediate blurted out "Look I will pay whatever you are asking! My parents are very rich; I can get you double anything you want!"

The horse broke out into laughter and Sibey's heart sank - this was no normal kidnapping.

"We are a hotel, resort and dungeon that specialises in breaking and training wealthy young braggarts with nothing better to do than spend their parent's money on sex. You have no idea how often I hear new slaves saying they can get me anything. What they and you don't realise is I've got exactly what I want right here..."

Sibey whimpered as he began to accept the full gravity of what was going on.

"You are a lucky slave indeed. We train slaves in all manners of BDSM and sexual submissiveness but each always has a specialisation and you have been chosen to be a toilet-pup!"

"Wh...what do you mean!" the dragon coughed

He would soon wish he hadn't asked as a warm flow of strong smelling urine splashed across his back. The horse shifted his aim and before his large bladder was emptied the dragon was soaked from head to toe in the yellow liquid. He even had to strain to keep his head out of the puddle that had formed beneath him.

"I am The Piss Horse and you are to be trained as a toilet-slut, the faster you accept it, the less painful it will be. Now you've had a long flight and it's getting late so I'm going to relieve my tension, and then get you ready for bed."

The strong horse lifted the soggy dragon off the floor and carried him to the bed in the little room at the back. He was dumped on the bed on his stomach and his feet were unbound, allowing him some rest from the tight hogtie - his paws were left bound behind his back however. The horse gathered a pair of pawcuffs and a pair of larger anklecuffs, a single cuff on a long chain and a trainer style ring-gag. He dropped the cuffs on the bed and climbed onto the dragon's back.

"Open up. A ring-gag is the essential accessory of any piss-slut"

Sibey opened his mouth to say 'No' and immediately realised his mistake as the horse rammed the metal ring into his maw. From there he buckled the back strap tight and then fastened the muzzle strap - keeping the dragon's mouth closed around the ring. Finally the straps where locked in place with a small padlock.

"Huuuuughh!" Sibey moaned as he almost immediately began to drool

The horse climbed off his victim and took the pawcuffs in hand. Sibey looked back over his shoulder and tried to create sympathy by looking so pathetic but it only seemed to spur the horse on. The dragon wondered what the equine was going to do with the pawcuffs since his arms were already bound. Once again he would regret his own intrigue as the horse roughly grabbed his balls. The equine kneaded them in his hand and tugged at the sack teasingly, exerting yelps and whimpers from his new slave. He eventually tired and pull the dragon's balls away from his body before grabbing the pawcuffs and fastening them around the dragon's scrotum, each click ratcheting them tighter and tighter.

Sibey howled in protest but the horse ignored him and fastened the anklecuffs around his legs - stopping him moving his feet more than a foot apart. The horse then picked up a padlock which was about to make matters a hundred times worse. The dragon wished he could see what was going on but he felt it soon enough as the horse hooked the padlock's shackle through the chain on the cuffs around his balls then he pulled the anklecuff chain up to meet it and locked them together with the padlock. This forced the dragon to keep his legs bent, like in a hogtie, to avoid pulling at his balls and with how tight the chains were he was forced to pull at them quite a lot anyway. Finally the single cuff was attached just above the base of the dragon's tale and its chain was locked to the back of his collar - holding his tail up and exposing his tailhole.

Sibey moaned in pain as the horse rolled him over onto his back and even on the soft (and now damp) bed he was forced to lay on his tightly bound arms and to tug even more at his scrotum - trying desperately to keep his feet close in to his butt. Even his chained tail was pinned painfully under him. The horse grabbed something off the table beside the bed and showed it to Sibey. It was a cock cage...

"Almost forgot, mandatory uniform here, along with the collar."

The horse disassembled it before slipping the dragon's semi erect cock into the sheath. Then he fastened the base ring above the ball cuffs and locked the CB together - securing Sibey's cock in the cruel plastic. There didn't seem to be any padlock - from the looks of it the CB was permanent. Then the horse moved in and spread the dragon's legs open to the extent his ankle chain would allow before rubbing his finger around the dragon's tailhole teasingly.

"Bet a pretty boy like you has had someone in here before..." the horse mused as he started to rub some lube around the tight pucker

All Sibey could do was moan through his ring-gag as he was prepared for the horse to relieve his tension - the horse who he had already seen was substantially larger than any toy he had ever experimented with. To his eternal shame the thought of the massive horse destroying his rear was making him hard in his new cage already...

The equine rubbed the excess lube on his rapidly hardening cock and then suddenly grabbed Sibey's ankles with his other hand, pinning them together and then pulling them up. This forced the dragon to roll back and raise his rear to a level more comfortable for the horse to fuck but it did so by lifting him by his own balls which exerted a shriek and then a deep moan from his gagged muzzle. Sibey shivered in pain at the extremely stressful position but it was going to get a whole lot worse as the horse pushed forwards and put the flared tip of his massive cock to the dragon's hole.

"Heh, ain't no easy smooth entry here boy, we horses go big first!"

The horse made good on his threat and in one hard thrust shoved the entire head of his cock into the dragon who cried out the best he could - his abused balls now almost a secondary concern. The horse seemed in no mood to let up his pace and after only a few seconds thrust his cock in to the preputial ring. From there he withdrew to just behind his head and began to fuck the dragon - with long strokes only penetrating to the preputial ring. Every time the horse pushed forwards he shoved the dragons arse backwards and this tugged and jangled at his balls even more.

Sibey squirmed and moaned, the meat in his rear stretching him further than he could imagine and the cruel cuff around his balls biting with every second that passed. In what seemed like his only stroke of luck the horse was clearly pent up and was already nearing his climax. Slightly less fortunate for the dragon this meant with each thrust he was starting to penetrate deeper and deeper.

"Oh nothing beats a tight scaly ass!" the horse cried out as he came and finally hilted in his victim.

His cock was as wide at the base as the head if not wider and Sibey whined in submissive pain as he felt the monster spreading his rear twitch as it emptied dose after dose into him. He could feel the warm cum coat his insides as the horse remained buried deep within him. As the flow of semen stopped the horse started to go limp but to Sibey's confusion and torment he remained hilted.

Then he felt it, another flow of warm liquid in his rear, this time the flow substantially more powerful. The Piss Horse was pissing in his behind! The dragon shook on the bed, fighting his bonds and blushing red as the horse marked his insides. It seemed to go on forever but eventually the flow did dribble off and the horse withdrew from the dragon's gaping rear. No sooner had the horse pulled out however a large plug was rammed into Sibey's tailhole and a few pumps of an inflation bulb made it big enough to stop the dragon being able to force it out. The plug had another wider tube leading from its base which seemed to pass the way through but it was not connected to anything and it seemed sealed with a valve so none of the piss (or cum) in the dragon's rear could escape.

Finally the horse let Sibey's ankles go and his legs dropped down to give his balls a rest as he panted and moaned on the damp bed sheets. The horse looked back at him and smiled before picking him up again and throwing him back on the floor in the main part of the dungeon - with his hands still bound and his feet still cuffed to his balls. Sibey rolled over in the puddle of, now cold, horse urine that he had laid in before as there was a knock at the wooden dungeon door.

The horse opened the door to a small and timid looking otter: "Ah, slut, come in. Heh looks like The Electric Eel had fun with you didn't he?"

"Yes Sir" the otter mumbled submissively as he entered

"Mmm that kitty does have a way with whips and chains doesn't he!"

"Yes Master, he says I deserve it"

As he came to stand in front of the bound dragon, Sibey got a better look at him. The otter was brown haired with a white belly and of diminutive stature. He had a slight belly but not a lot of muscle. More worryingly most of his body was covered in red whip marks; some looked fresh while others looked well-worn. Around his neack was a collar like Sibey's and his cock was also locked up like the dragon's. On his paws padded leather mitts were locked. He was generally dirty, his fur matted with sweat and dried cum.

"This is Mako, he was brought here like you 2 years ago but after training we decided to keep him on for the use of the Masters and he is going to be giving us a hand. SLUT! Get down there and let this new piss-pup lick your feet"

The otter obeyed instantly, laying on the ground on his front and shoving his dirty battered soles into Sibey's face. The dragon pulled back the extent his bondage would allow in disgust.

"Nuuuuh!"

The horse stamped over and roughly pushed Sibey's head down into the slaves feet: "I said LICK THEM and you will do what I say!"

After a few moments hesitation Sibey relented out of fear and let his tongue lick out over the slaves soles - the subs scent overpowering his nose. The horse let go and after he was convinced the dragon had been suitably humiliated he racked it up even more...

"Slut, I can see you have been well used today and have not been cleaned."

"Yes Sir" the otter replied "Five loads in my rear and three in my mouth, I am not to be showered until next week."

"Turn over, let this toilet-slave clean you now"

The otter flipped over and shoved his rear end right in Sibey's face - he was right, his thighs were matted with dried cum and his hole and cheeks showed signs of a more recent fucking. This time the horse hardly gave his new pet a chance - he grabbed the back of Sibey's head and forced his muzzle into the otter's cummy ass. Fearing further abuse the dragon began to lick at the sloppy hole and cheeks, cleaning them of many Master's cum. He was the lowest of the low - cleaning the cum of more dominant furs off the rear of a slave - what did that make him.

The otter cooed as the dragon rimmed him - his cock stringing to get hard in its cage. The horse clearly decided he was having far too much fun as he kicked the otter to get him to get up into an on-all-fours position.

"Look what you did!" the horse said, taking some pre from the end of the otters cage on his fingers - he was leaking like a tap "You did that toilet, so you should clean it up"

"Slut" the horse addressed the otter "S_how the toilet-pup how much you want to cum, make him suck it and clean your pre!_"

The otter instantly rolled over and slid forward into the puddle of cold piss while spreading his legs, laying alongside dragon almost in a 69 position, pushing his CB right into Sibey's face. He moaned as he moved his mitted paw over the plastic cage and beckoned the dragon to lick at it. A clomp from the horse's hoof quickly removed any hesitation the dragon had and he began to lap at the clear plastic - particularly the slit. It tasted of desperate pre and sweat.

"Get it right in there slut! I know you want to cum more than that!"

The otter shuffled forwards and his whole cock cage went through the ring gag and into Sibey's maw. The dragon almost shed a tear in utter humiliation - forced to suck on the chastity cage of a broken slut.

"Right - Slut, Toilet - time for bed, just let me get you set up" the horse announced before moving off to collect some gear

He returned and set to work on the otter. With his CB still in the dragon's mouth he used a set of paw cuffs and ankle cuffs to hogtie the slut while Sibey was pretty much in a hogtie already with his paws bound and his ankle cuffs still connected to the ball cuffs. Then he fastened a belt around each sub's waist which had a short length of chain attached to the front. This length of chain was locked to the ring on the front of the other slave's collar. This held them together face-to-face in the 69 position, each with the other's CB in their maw - unable to withdraw.

"Ugggg" the dragon moaned at the humiliating and strict position - the smell and taste of the otter all he could think off

The horse ignored the dragon as he took a plug - like the one still keeping his piss and cum in Sibey and popped it into the otter before pumping it up to fill his rear. The otter didn't fight. Next he brought in a stand with two bags full of yellow liquid handing off it - Sibey didn't like where this was going. The tube from one bag was connected to the tube from the otter's buttplug and then the tube from the other was connected to Sibey's.

"Ok boys I will explain your sleeping arrangements before getting you started. When I open the valves you will be given a nice big piss enema - something you will learn to love in the future, toilet-pup. You will not be able to expel that enema so it will slowly defuse into your system - making you need to pee. Of course when that happens you will be pissing directly into the others mouth! If you refuse to swallow you won't be able to breathe while the other pisses and you will end up laying in even more piss than you are now! And you toilet-pup, if I were you I would use this as an opportunity to learn to love drinking piss. Oh and a little parting gift..."

Sibey could hardly see the horse but he knew exactly what the gift was when he felt the warm stream of horse pee hit him again. The horse covered both slaves in a fresh coating and created an even bigger puddle before his stream ended.

"I will be back tomorrow when the fun will stop and your training proper starts."

The horse turned and exited through the heavy dungeon door. After it was pulled shut the dragon heard several clicks as it was locked from the outside. He shed a tear of despair and shifted as much as he could in his tight and painful bondage as the otter started to piss... the first of many to come tonight...

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Sibey had no way to tell time but it felt like late morning by the time the horse returned. The two subs were in the condition you would expect - both entirely covered in piss and neither had slept a wink. The night had been hell and Sibey's arms ached in their bonds, the rope having tightened as it got wet. His balls had thankfully lost all feeling but his legs were in a permanent state of cramp. As the horse had said his bowels had absorbed his enema hours ago so that was no longer a problem but the monster plug still logged in his rear was. And urine... so much urine! He felt like he had drunk and pissed a swimming pool. To begin with he had refused to swallow but after a few hours it became simpler to give in, much to his shame and embarrassment.

The otter seemed to be more used to the abuse but he was still fatigued by the incredibly uncomfortable night.

"Sleep well?" the horse taunted with a wry smile

Sibey just moaned as the equine stooped and began to untie the two slaves. The otter was released first and then was shooed away with a smack on the arse and then to Sibey's joy his hands were untied and his ball cuff and ankle cuffs were released. This left him with just his collar and CB, laying on the piss covered floor. The horse ordered the dragon to stand and Sibey struggled to his feet almost unable to push himself off the floor.

"Get over there" the horse pointed Sibey towards one of the raised side sections "It's time to get you suited up and ready for training."

Sibey obeyed, any rebellion in him temporarily subdued by fatigue and fear. The horse followed carrying a large holdall with a yellow stripe across it. Out of the bag came large black mass of latex which the equine spread out on the floor.

"Lay on it on your stomach on top of it toiletpup. This is your new skin..."

Sibey did as he was told and as he lay on top of the rubber the horse knelt down to manhandle him. He started with the dragon's left leg which he bent double and pulled a latex sleeve from the suit around. The same was done to his right leg which forced him to stand on his knees on padded rubber disks - his feet pressed against his butt by the tight latex sleeves. The horse moved to his front and did the same to both of the dragon's arms - pinning his hands against his shoulders and forcing him to support his front on his elbows. Sibey knew this suit - it was a bitch suit.

The horse focused his attention to the dragon's underside. He was still locked in his CB of course and the suit had an opening designed to stretch and let the locked cock through before snapping back and squeezing around the base of his cock and balls - keeping the suit's seal airtight. Then the horse moved around the dragon's rear. The suit had an inbuilt butt plug which the horse lubed up before shifting the rubber slightly and pushing the tip of the plug to Sibey's rear. Having had the other plug in his rear all night it was not hard for the horse to slide the moderately sized plug in until it located.

The equine then pulled the rest of the rubber taught around the dragon's butt and flanks and began to zip the suit up from the rear. As he did Sibey was hit by the feeling of the thick rubber constricting around his body, the feeling of being forced into a suit which only allow him to walk on his elbows and knees like a dog. Once the zip reached his neck his entire body besides his head was contained in the latex prison.

Sibey looked over his shoulder at the horse who had returned to the bag and noticed a yellow stripe running down the back of his new skin, then he noticed what the horse had retrieved - a hood.

"M...Master please..." the dragon plucked up the courage to say

"Shut up slut, I thought you had learned not to speak unless spoken to. Am I going to have to teach you again?"

Sibey just whimpered in response and the horse moved on, opening up the hood in front of the dragon's head. Before he could respond at all the horse had shoved the mask over his face and he was plunged into darkness as the latex stretched tightly over his features. As it went on, the hood's inbuilt gag was forced into the dragon's maw. The gag held his mouth slightly open and the surrounding rubber kept his muzzle clamped down over it. The hood was made of the same black rubber as the rest of the suit and it almost seemed it was made for Sibey's exact proportions. The hood seemed more complex than Sibey could figure out for now - rubber tubes poked slightly into his nostrils but the tubes didn't seem to emerge on the outside. Despite this he could breathe through his nose and the gag in his maw - the open mouth gag seeming to open to a connector on the outside of the hood. The dragon heard and felt the sound of another zip as the hood was zipped to the suit - its zip ending in the same place as the main suit's.

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The horse, unseen to Sibey, moved back over to the bag and retrieved the suit's special accessories. First came a specially designed black funnel. It was made of plastic but coated entirely in yellow rubber and was formed into a funny bent shape at one side. This off shape made sense as the horse clipped the funnel to the rubber dragon's forehead - the suit designed specifically to take the accessory. With the bowl of the funnel locked to the front of Sibey's head the flexible hose from its bottom went around the left side of his muzzle and fitted to the special connector where his open mouth gag let air into the suit. This forced Sibey to draw breath through the funnel if he chose to breathe through his mouth.

The horse took a second similar funnel (though a different shape) and this time clipped it to Sibey's rear - bands going around his tail to keep the funnel stable and secure. The tube from the bottom of this connected to the largest tube emerging from the base of the dragon's butt plug. The other tube from the plug had an inflation bulb attached to it which the horse gave a few pumps - making the dragon squirm in his tight new prison.

He was about to squirm more however as the horse took a small tube which seemed to poke out of the suit's hip randomly. He took the tube, lubed it up and poked it through the slit in the dragon's cock cage. To Sibey's horror the horse didn't stop there as the tube entered the slit of the dragon's chastised cock. Sibey moaned through the gag as the tube kept going - penetrating his cock down to what felt like its base. The horse bent the tube back around the sheath of the cock cage and used a specially designed metal band to secure it around the sheath - locking it in place within the dragon's penis.

"Count yourself lucky toilet, if I pushed it any deeper you would lose all bladder control."

Sibey could hear the horse faintly and merely the equine's presence kept him in a fearful state of paralysis.

A few minutes passed and all Sibey could feel was the horse fiddling with the padlocks on the suit and the other points where the funnels connected (not that Sibey knew they were there were funnels, he just knew he had something on his head and rear). The dragon shifted uncomfortably as his limbs began to tire from the tight bondage.

"Stop moving slut!" the horse shouted "Welding torches are dangerous!"

Sibey's heart sank. Welder?!? The horse was welding the locks shut and the other accessories onto the suit - it seemed he would be wearing this bitchsuit for quite a while...

The horse finished and his final move was to strap a very heavy and wide rubber collar around the dragon's neck - covering up the freshly welded locks. A lead was clipped to this and the dragon was dragged off - falling down the step to the lower level and into the puddle of old piss. He struggled to get up in his suit but the horse showed no sympathy as he was again dragged off and led blindly through the main dungeon door and out into the corridor.

They walked (Sibey crawled) some way, not that the dragon could see, and eventually entered a new room. Sibey could not see but the sign on the wall outside said "Toilet - Urinal Only: Not Currently in Use" the room had no door but a wall blocked the view inside like a normal public bathroom. Inside the room was smaller than one would expect and unusually contained no toilets or urinals - instead, at the back wall, it had a small drain and above that was an attachment ring with a very heavy chain welded to it.

The horse led Sibey up to the back wall and took the chain which he padlocked to the dragon's heavy collar with a very large and weighty padlock - with no key in sight. The chain was quite long and allowed Sibey to move around a little or lay on the floor but the fact remained that he was chained to the wall in a restroom with not a toilet or urinal anywhere to be found. The dragon tested the extent of his new chain and tried to work out where he was - bumping into the wall a few times as he moved around and explored.

"Still toilet!" the horse commanded, grabbing the former dragon's head and forcing him to remain still in a kneeling position - he was unable to fully sit down due to the funnel attached to his rear and the most comfortable position was to stay on all fours

The horse reached in and closed a valve on the dragon's mask - forcing him to breathe through his mouth. Then he rested the head of his mighty cock on the toilet's 'front' funnel and started to relieve himself. Sibey panicked and shuck his head from side to side - throwing the horse's cock off and spraying piss everywhere (mostly all over himself). He was still however forced to drink what was in the funnel before he could breathe again.

"Bad toilet!" the horse snapped, pinning the dragon's head to the floor with his hoof "Guess I will need to use the other end..."

The horse grasped his cock and started again - his stream of piss arching over and landing sloppily in the rear funnel. Sibey squirmed as he felt the hot pee trickle down, through the plug and start to fill his rear - he couldn't escape though - the horse held him firm. The horse kept going, his piss filling Sibey's insides like an enema and making him squirm in discomfort and humiliation.

The equine finally stopped and stepped off his toilet and as Sibey sat back he realised that the piss within his rear was there to stay - the plug stopped it flowing back out and a one-way valve even stopped him forcing it out.

"Alright toilet, let me explain as you will have guessed your training is very much 'on the job'." The horse smiled "You will be serving the entire dungeon complex. Your settings can be changed by the user - so they can decide wither to let you breathe through your nose or not and they can choose your cock setting. If it is set to open your piss will flow out and onto the floor - draining away. If it is set to ass, you will piss directly into your own rear and it will be recycled by your body like last night. And finally if it is set to mouth... well you guess! For the moment I will set it on random. You will be on training here for 6 months then if you have been a good little toilet you will be moved to a room in the hotel as an en suite - there you will have a better chance of being bought by a guest and you will remain there until you are. As you have been welded into your suit you will never be removed from it - once a week the whole room and you will be hosed down briefly but that is it and while you are with us you will never cum again..."

With that the horse stooped an attached a tag to the new toilet's collar - it read 'Toilet-pup' then he turned and departed. On his way out he flipped the sign over - it now read: "Toilet - Urinal Only: Use in any way you desire"

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Story by Zipeau, a commission for SibeyIII

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