Pisspot

Thorpe Household, Ivia

October 7th, 7:30 AM

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The sonorous chime of stainless steel utensils clattering with an expensive porcelain platter resonated across the kitchen, echoing off the tiles that had been masterfully installed in the place of the moldy, torn linen that had first covered the floor when Adrian had bought the house. The walls had been no better, they had painted with a unappealing brick color, but the lion had replaced them with a sea foam green just days after moving in. At first the room had been devoid of furniture, but now there were cupboards both on ground level and screwed to the wall stocked with tins, soda bottles, savory foods, sweets, biscuits and cooking tools. Underneath the rings, the state of the art fridge hummed a constant tune in the background. In the middle of the kitchen at the dining table sat both Chad, a chubby liger and Adrian, a buff lion.

"Ahh...." The chubby liger gave a thunderous burp that caused Adrian , who was on the opposite side of the table, to look up from the morning newspaper that he was so fixated on. "Somefur's hungry." Adrian chuckled, going back to his paper immediately. "Not hungry, just in a hurry." Chad replied with his usual chirp. "I need to be at the university early today." Standing, the liger scooped up both empty plates from the table and placed them in the dishwasher. "Oh? Why's that?" The liger's roommate questioned. He suspected that Chad had a lover who lived at the local university, the liger often came home exhausted and would struggle to sit down right for a good few hours. Chad input the commands into the dishwasher, the machine whirred to life. "I've no idea. A friend called me last night and told me to be in for eight." Chad shrugged. By now the liger was standing next to the coat rack, picking out what hoodie to wear.

"Have you seen my trainers anywhere?" "By the front door I'd hope." Adrian took a long slurp of his coffee that Chad had made for him a few minutes ago. Like Chad had, Adrian had wolfed down his breakfast because he too had plans for the day. "Yeah. Here they are." Chad stated from the hallway. The liger slipped them on and was out of the door without so much as a goodbye. Adrian did not care much, he and Chad had never been furs who bothered with formalities.

Adrian waited in silence listening to the machines of the kitchen, his antique grandfather clock and the early morning birds singing. After a minute waiting he heard Chad's car pulling out of the drive, only then did Adrian stand up. He stretched and let the fluffy, pink bathrobe that he had kept around his waist fall away. He was fully nude underneath, his plump sheath and hefty balls were out for the world to look at. Checking his watch first, Adrian let out a delighted snarl. It was half past seven, Evan was expecting him.

Marching, Adrian descended the stairs into the basement and kicked open the door into his sex dungeon. Inside, there was everything a dominate and their sub could ever want: racks, paddles, canes, candles, wax, some monstrous sized dildos, sex machines, but most importantly of all, a slut. Adrian's bitch was on all fours, resting a top a table. He was clad in black rubber that somehow shined in the low light, Adrian was not the type of fur to let his gear get dirty or dusty.

Evan, the tied up tiger, had his forepaws locked in iron mitts that kept him sealed to the table, a second pair of these mitts were around his hind paws. To keep his back up, rope had been tied around his waist and then attached to a hook on the ceiling. Another one was fastened to a heavy metal collar around his neck. The sub had been in this painful, awkward position for over 12 hours now without the ability to move anything further than a few inches.

"Fucktoy? If you're asleep I'm not going to be kind." Adrian was already getting to reach for his cane, the sex machine that had been fucking Evan at a snail's pace all night long was still going, but once Adrian removed the pole Evan's ass would be tender, raw and so very vulnerable. There was no response, not even a tiny bit of movement that signaled Evan's conciseness. Adrian growled once, infuriated by his sub's betrayal.

Wasting no time, Adrian yanked the ruby red ball gag that was covered in slobber out of Evan's mouth, if the tiger was going to say anything he didn't get a chance. A musky sheath, not a hard cock that Evan so desperately wanted to suckle on, was plunged into the red-outlined hole where his mouth was. The boy got the wrong impressions, he assumed that Adrian wanted a blowjob. He couldn't have been more wrong.

Seconds after Evan began his attempt to pleasure, Adrian let loose a flood of rancid piss into Evan's not-so-willing throat. The poor tiger gagged on it, sucking it into his mouth accidentally. He attempted to splutter it out, but found that Adrian was pushing on his cheeks to prevent anything from dribbling out of the sides for a few moments. "Take it bitch!" Adrian snarled. He shoved his sheath further into Evan's mouth, taking the slut's head and driving his hips into Evan's face. It was nothing like an orgasm to Evan, he could swallow those and smile, but this... this was too much. His entire body felt weak from the machine that had literally fucked him to sleep, so what little willpower he had left trickled away in an instant. Streams came out from the sides of his mouth, falling to the floor with sounds of heavy rain. Evan's lungs burned now, it felt as if Adrian's constant onslaught of piss was never ending, he felt as if he was going to drown. Breathing did nothing for him, all he could draw in was Adrian's musky scent combined with a potent stench of piss fresh from Adrian's bladder.

It ended a second later with Adrian shoving the thick ball gag back in to make sure that Evan did not waste any more piss. "You little shit. You let it fall out didn't you?" He pointed down to the puddles on the cement floor, not that Evan could see them. Gargling the disgusting drink, Evan could not answer, but Adrian still expected him to. "Let me help." He forced the tiger's head back, the contents of his mouth did not go down his throat so easily. Some went down his windpipe, causing him to splutter up the piss for it go back down into his system the semi-right way. If not for his gag, Evan would have vomited. When Adrian slacked his grip on the tiger, the boy dropped his head as far as he could and prayed that his punishment was over. Once again, he was far from right.

Adrian had not forgotten about the machine that still penetrated his little pisspot. Stalking closer to the controls, Adrian hummed to himself. Evan shifted about in his bondage nervously, not able to shake his tail around as he normally would since the rubber was so tight against his body. It also stopped him from getting an erection or even swelling his sheath, it was simply too painful for him to do either of the two things. "Good slut. How has our night been?" Evan once again shifted about uncomfortably, Adrian chuckled to himself. His loud steps that reverberated off of the basement walls had a cold, menacing feeling to them.

When Adrian reached the controls, he gave Evan a tiny bit of warning. "Allow me to stop this." Adrian ground the machine to a halt, but only for a moment. He adjusted the settings. Now they were: "Dildo type: Small. Penetration depth: Maximum (fifteen inches). Speed: Slow. Vibrations: Maximum. Twisting: Maximum." The machine acted as a drill now, going deep and going hard to punish Evan further and get all of his insides loose. In addition to this, Adrian had purposely neglected putting an actual dildo onto the end of the machine's arm, Evan needed to earn that pleasure. Instead there was simply the metal arm that squared off with sharp edges; a fitting punishment to make sure that his slut was awake and ready for the rest of the session.

"Ohh..." Evan moaned into his gag as the machine slowly crept back inside of him, the vibrations and twirling of the machine touched every part of his anus causing him to relax at first. But that was only because the machine was yet to reach maximum depth. Seven inches was where the sharp metal scraped along Evan slightly, he whimpered, but Adrian would not let it stop until Evan was screaming or he had taken it all inside of him.

Fourteen inches deep and Evan was doing his very best to be free of his bondage. He whipped his body around, all of the chains rattling and the table straining as his anus was churned into a pulp by the machine. Fifteen inches made Evan scream with such ferocity he hurt his throat, tears flooded from his eyes inside of his rubber suit. Just when Evan was ready to scream his safe word, as if his praying had worked, the machine stopped and pulled out quickly.

"Mrrank mwoo." Evan tried to say his Sir who chuckled at his sobbing submissive. "Mrrank mwoo..." Evan repeated as he managed to get somewhat comfortable. Adrian moved away from the controls to the machine and pushed it back against the wall to use at a later date. "Do you think this is over rubber kitty? Hmm? Pissslut? Pisspot?" Adrian didn't flatten out his forepaw, he punched Evan square on the tailhole making him yowl in pain. "Mhh? Do you that I've done ruining your ass?" Evan nodded, shaking his chains as he did. "Good. Because I'm not done until you've fainted."

"How about we get this ass looser?" His knuckles were pressed to Evan's tailhole, the kitty in rubber knew what was about to happen and tried to tense hoping that such actions would stop his sir. If anything it made him more determined. Blood sullied Adrian's knuckles as he punched deeper into Evan, ramming his huge fist inside of the sub who was now begging for mercy. His knuckles went in with a lewd pop and a screech of pain from Evan. Unlike a loving, gentle dominate would, Adrian didn't stop at the initial penetration to allow Evan to adjust. He went deep, and he went hard. In seconds he was elbow deep, fingers stretched out to scratch at the deepest parts of Evan.

"You like that slut? Do you like it when I fucking ruin your pussy with my fist? Huh?" Adrian moved closer until his cock rubbed against the table, he made sure to wiggle his arm about inside of Evan. "Want me to go and get a camera to let your friends see how much of a whore you are? Do you think they'd get off to it knowing that their friend's a pissslut?" Adrian tore his forepaw free of Evan's tailhole. He went around the front of Evan to show him the blood that stained Adrian's arm fur, Evan almost fainted at the sight of it and couldn't shake the stinging feeling that burned on his rectum.

Adrian did not force Evan in to blood play and instead wiped it all away with a towel before returning to his gimp.He allowed Evan's hindpaws to go free. The mitts were kicked away into a corner and forgotten about. But Evan's freedom was fleeting. Adrian chained Evan's hindpaws back up in a different way. He angled Evan's body downwards, ass towards the ceiling and his paws in the air, Adrian chained metal rings to Evan's ankles and attached them to the roof a fair distance behind the table. Adrian knew he didn't have long until Evan passed out, he needed to act fast.

Adrian climbed onto the table and shoved his erect cock into the tiger's ass. Opening the flood gates for the second time, Adrian released the piss he had saved to claim Evan's ass his own. Evan groaned into his gag louder than usual, he had always loved the feeling of having large volumes of liquids sloshing about inside of him; Adrian's piss was no different than a large quantity of cum. When Adrian was finished, he lowered Evan and watched the piss come trickling down the zipper, disappearing down near his balls.

"Stay there slut, clench that ass. If I see any leaking we're going to have a problem." Adrian moved away to the side of the room where there was a bottle filled with yellow liquid, a tube leading up into the roof. That tube lead to the urinals Adrian had installed in the bathrooms, all of the household's occupants pissed into the urinal and in turn it would fill the bottle in time for the next session. If it ever overflowed, Evan was given an early treat.

Evan gagged at the smell, praying to whatever was in the heavens to get him out of drinking the concoction. He did not need his eyes to see the lion know where Adrian was. Adrian taunted at Evan, constantly tipping it over to splash on Evan's rubber. Adrian looked to Evan's ass to see blood trickling over the black rubber. Adrian tutted. "Looks like somefur tore. This'll sting." Without mercy, the head of the bottle was plunged into Evan's ass at an angle that would allow it to trickle out slowly.

Evan felt it all. The 5L bottle was emptied into him like petrol filling a gas tank. The rank piss stung the cuts he'd received from Adrian's rough and sudden fisting, but all he could focus on was the sound's of Adrian's movement. About 3Ls were emptied into him, gravity pulling it down as far as it could go. Evan's body bloated up like a balloon, his belly becoming like Chad's and jiggling whenever Adrian slapped it. Adrian pulled the bottle out of him and allowed Evan to cleanse his system of urine.

"Squirt all of it." Evan's ass was too loose to squirt the liquid out, it flooded out onto the floor below to Adrian's disappointment. "Bad boy." Adrian hummed as he happily picked up his bottle. "How ever will I punish you?" Adrian chuckled. Adrian adjusted Evan's bondage yet again so that Evan was standing up, the rest of the piss in his ass came rushing out with some blood to accompany it.

Adrian towered over Evan, bottle in forepaws and a smug grin over his face. He poured the bottle's contents onto Evan's face without warning. Evan jerked about under the torrent and when he tried to move his face, so that the liquid was not being poured onto where his eyes were positioned under the rubber, Adrian grabbed him by the neck to force him to take the piss head on. It felt as if he was drowning yet again, if his sheath had not been compressed to his body he would have wet himself in fear. It came to a halt a few seconds later, Evan took deep breathes as he attempted to recover from it. He had kept is mouth shut, but that only caused the piss to stain the fur around his mouth.

Slowly, so that Evan didn't think that the session was over, Adrian released the feline from his bondage and allowed him to sit on the table next to him. He stank of piss and sweat as if he hadn't used a shower in weeks. "Have we been good?" Adrian questioned as he opened up a flap on the front of Evan's crotch. His boner sprung to life, pink and proud despite the fact that it had been locked away for a good few hours. There was no cum, Adrian grinned. "Good boy!" He exclaimed and watched with glee as the rubber kitty seemed to glow with happiness. Adrian removed the rubber hood and ball gag to watch his pet's face, now his kitty was truly happy.

Adrian released Evan's entire body from his rubber prison now, to reveal his beautiful black striped body. His fur (unlike his ass and mouth) smelt of roses, despite being somewhat clammy in places, but that scent would fade quickly. Evan's long black hair flowed down his back and his eyes stared into Adrian's as he waited for his next command. Adrian's eyes wandered to the steel rings that were pushed through Evan's nipples, he hooked one finger through each and glared at his kitty.

"I'm going to torture you now. You know that right?" "Yes." Evan purred, he shuffled about uncomfortably, but had no objections. Adrian flicked one of Evan's nipples, shaking the piercing about, but not hurting Evan in anyway.

Adrian liked building up to the big leagues and so he dashed away to grab a body bag full of nipple play gear. The first he pulled out were pegs, simple, but not harmless. They were applied onto Evan's nipples without a second to waste and immediately the tiger began gasping as pain surged through him. The good pain blocked out the feeling of his gaping tailhole or the piss scents wafting through-out the room, all he could focus on were the pegs, the pain and his sir. Whilst Evan struggled to adapt, Adrian wrapped his forepaw around Evan's cock and squeezed tightly.

"You're mine, do you hear me?" He gave another rough squeeze, pre cum leaked onto his forepaw. "Y-yyes..." Evan stammered through his pain. Releasing his cock, Adrian pushed Evan back with one forepaw, with the other he gripped the peg hanging from one of Evan's nipples and pulled slowly. The flabby parts of Evan stretched easily and looked harmless, but to Evan it felt as if his piercings were being pulled out with pliers. At the top of his lungs he screamed, his nipples being stretched further than that was normally possible. Suddenly, the pegs twanged off of him leaving his nipples bruised, stretched and smarting.

"Next?" Adrian asked. Evan nodded, although he was still recovering from the shock of having his nipple rings almost torn out. "Yes..." Evan almost begged. Up next were the dreaded nipple weights, nothing too heavy, but Evan always screamed when he felt the iron dragging down on his rings. Adrian hooked them on at Evan's request and watched as the submissive nearly doubled over in, screaming as he went. With his forepaw, Adrian pushed Evan back up to his full height and watched the tiger struggle to deal with the pain of having weights drag his nipples towards the floor.

Reaching down with his left forepaw, Adrian took Evan's cock and began rubbing his paw pads all over the member. He was sensitive, he responded to every touch by jerking from one side to the other or by gasping. By the time he was slick with pre, his orgasm was only a few seconds away, but only if Adrian wanted him to come. "Have we been a good boy?" Adrian asked firmly, stopping all forms of touching Evan's cock. "Y-yes!" Evan begged. "Oh please let me come..." "Only if you promise me that you'll keep that back straight." Adrian took his forepaws away from Evan's chest and watched as the weak tiger struggled to keep his back straight. Regardless, he was trying and that was good enough for Adrian. He continued touching Evan, squeezing lightly with each stroke and feeling Evan's cock twitching inside of the now tight grip he had on the cock.

One lap was all it took to get him coming. Adrian made an cap with his forepaws over the tiger's meatus and let the tiger orgasm into his forepaw. It came in long squirts, the product of what had been a night of edging, hours of prostate teasing, days of chastity and only a few minutes of torture. Adrian's paw pads were whitened by the cum when Evan finished. Gasping, the tiger leaned back over in such a way that he was almost able to suck his own rapidly softening cock.

With his forepaw that was not continuing to spread cum over Evan's cock, Adrian removed all of Evan's weights and looked at his sagging nipples, a perfect example of just how cruel Adrian could be when his submissive disobeyed.

"Eat up." Adrian shoved his forepaw into Evan's face and forced the feline to gobble up his own cum. The strands matted Evan's face furs, making them stick together, but his tongue managed to catch most of the delicious cum. Evan swallowed every last drop, savoring the sweet salty taste that he had worked for.

"Do we need the toilet?" Adrian asked when Evan finished his first breakfast. Evan's long black hair flowed down his back and his eyes stared into Adrian's. "Yes, sir. I need the toilet. Can I please go?" Adrian nodded, but before Evan could scarper away he barked his next command.

"Get on your back." "But, sir, I need the toilet!" Evan tried to exclaim with urgency. "I know." Evan's eyes widened with shock at his master's words when he started to understand, but he was determined to serve his master. After a brief few seconds, Evan was on his back and Adrian was helping to hold his legs up. "Go on." There was no resistance, physical or psychological, and his bladder was hardly shy, piss came streaming from Evan's meatus to stain, mat and tarnish his fur. Most pooled off at the sides of him, under his back on the table until it grew so big that it too leaked off the sides of the table. When his pissing came to an end, Adrian allowed Evan to sit back up. The poor tiger was so exhausted and was no longer able to keep himself steady.

"Don't you faint yet puppy." Adrian chuckled. "I want to do one last thing to you before I let you leave." Adrian had always kept a mini-fridge in the basement, but it did not store food or your usual type of drink. Today's one and only beverage was a nasty concoction of piss, cum and spit. "I wouldn't want to be the fur drinking this." Adrian exclaimed as he approached his target. Evan whined in dismay, but did not flee or try to avoid his fate. The sticky, slimy liquid was poured into his waiting mouth and Evan tipped his head back to help it do down. He gagged on it, retched and gave dry-heaves as it went down, but soon half of it was down and Adrian stopped.

Evan took deep breaths, repulsed by the scent of the piss on his body and tongue, but desperate for air. "Sir..." _SPLOOSH! _The rest of the jug was poured out onto Evan, making him scream in shock. Adrian tossed the jug aside and admired his work. A tiger, covered in piss, cum and spit, his anus ravaged and his body weak.

"Thank... Thank you sir." Evan giggled despite his humiliation, pain and exhaustion. "Is it over now?" "No boy, this session isn't over until that mouth of yours cleans up this piss." Adrian pointed to the floor where the piss pooled around his paws. "Really, sir?" Evan jaw nearly dropped, it was surely a challenge that would take hours. "I'll be back in ten minutes." Adrian announced. "Like I said, this session isn't over until you faint." Adrian turned and marched out of the room, only stopping to wipe the piss from his hindpaws.

Evan brought his mouth to the pool of piss and wretched, but secretly smiled when he forced himself to stretch out of his tongue.

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