Date: Thu, 20 Jan 2022 20:43:30 +0000 (UTC)
From: Ash Eater <locked_london@yahoo.com>
Subject: wanted dog walker c 53

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"Thomas look how desperate it is desperate for piss.What a pathetic
specimen ." I had swallowed yet another mouthful of pis from the bucket.

"Are we going to make it drink it all?"

"It will be bloated as fuck if we do, nah, I have an idea but first I think
it needs a top up" Master Jan unzipped, and took out his dick, I watched as
a heavy golden stream was aimed at the bucket. I looked enviously. Yes, I
was so pathetic I was envious of a plastic bucket.

Master Jan flicked his dick in my direction the last few drops hitting me
in the face. "Thank You. Master" "God you stink, don't you ever wash?"He
clicked his finger. "Follow me" I f slowly crawled after him trying to work
out the layout of the house. We were still on the ground floor, He opened a
door . Inside there was a drain in the middle of the floor, above it a huge
shower head. He threw two bottles at me, wash that hair and shower. I'll be
back in ten minutes.

Cum the one from my earlier session was still not fully dried, the dried
remains from the wanks that I had endured through the week, both mine, and
that of, Master Jan's, and Lord Thomas. Spit, sweat dirt, my body was in
desperate need of a wash. As the water fell over me I grunted in delight as
I scrubbed the grime of a week from my body, even when the warm water
briefly turned into a torrent of freezing cold one. As the final suds of
the shampoo fell downtime drain the water was turned off.

Master Jan approached. "Clean boy" "Yes Master Jan " Good, now time for
another wank. For the first time in a week I was able to see my dick as I
played with it, a short stub in between my legs I watched as Master Jan
moved the camera on his phone from my face down to my groin and
back. "Ready Boy, smile for the camera"

I began to wank it was still sore from breakfast. I squirmed as I fulled my
foreskin back. "Come on, show how much you enjoy it or you'll be sorry" I
faked a smile as the camera panned in on my dick. Thankfully my torture was
short lived, and a dribble of cum emerged.

"Filthy pig, just after you showered too. Thomas, come and sort it out will
you? We let it have a shower, and then it covers itself in cum, and look
what it's done to the floor"

Lord Thomas came into the wet room. He was carrying the bucket that I had
slaked my desperate need for piss from less than an hour earlier. I took a
deep breath of trepidation as he approached with it. Without a word he
stood and poured it over my head. I coughed and spluttered as the piss went
up my nose. "Ah poor thing" Said Master Jan "Did a mean man pour cold piss
all over you?"

I continued to cough, the liquid was burning my eyes, as I blinked to stop
the burning, Master Jay unleashed a warm stream of piss over me. "That
should warm you up, now remember not to let any of it go to waste" I moved
closer to the floor and began to slurp as much of the piss that I could
before it drained away. Coughing and grimacing as I swallowed some soapy
water.

"I've had enough of this, he's lounged around that room for a week, and
he's now just sat there trying to be a fucking urinal."

He grabbed me by the chain around my neck out of the wet room, and led me
to the kitchen. "This floor needs cleaning."

He filled a bucket with water, and threw a scrubbing brush at me. "Get
cleaning now" I was left alone . Fo the first time in a long time I
actually felt useful, knowing that I could be of practical use, as I began
to clean the floor. Lord Thomas reappeared. "Before I forget, put this in"
It was a butt plug shaped like a tail. Although I had been fucked since my
arrival my hole was still tight.

"God you really are useless. Do we have to do everything for you?" He
forced the plug into my mouth fucking me with it as it lubricated, before
inserting it in my hole with little ceremony. "If that has fallen out by
the time I'm back you are in trouble , understand" I nodded.

I continued with the chore of cleaning, my buttocks were clenched as I
shuffled awkwardly along the floor.,I did however succeed in making sure
that the entire kitchen floor was clean. I had to options, I could repeat
the process, until Lord Thomas was returned, which could be within minutes
or in an hour, or more, or I could kneel submissively waiting for his
return. I cast my mind back to the early stages of my life with Master
Kyle. I had quickly become accustomed to kneeling almost stock still. I
welcomed the opportunity to demonstrate that those lessons had been learned
and not forgotten, I was on my knees looking straight ahead at the kitchen
door, waiting for the sound of footsteps, so that I could bow my head .

Suddenly a knock came on the kitchen window . In shock I lost
concentration, and relaxed the griffon the butt plug, as I looked out and
saw Lord Thomas, the plug fell and hit the floor.  A minute later he
shouted from the Hall way "Don't fucking bother putting it back in it will
get in the way. Now come out here."

I couldn't explain the reason why but I took the plug in my mouth and went
out to meet my fate.  Lord Thomas was standing there as I
approached. Before I could get any bearer he walked towards me and pulled
my head back. "What did I say? I told you to keep that in" He began to fuck
my throat with the plug, "When I say keep it in keep it in" I chocked as he
shoved it in for the full length and then pushed me to the floor so I was
face downed impaled on the plug.

"Carry on sucking, I'll be back. " I continued to suck, the only thought
going through my mind was that I wished that it was the real thing and not
a rubber facsimile. I was about to go down along they shaft when I was
pulled up off the floor. He was there dressed only in a yellow jock
strap. "Do you want this?" "Yes, Lord Thomas" "None of that fucking rubbish
you cal us both Master from now on. Just think how lucky you are Two
handsome horny Master just ready to take care of you "

"Now do you want this?" he rubbed the fabric of the jock strap his heavy
dick constrained by the fabric. "Yes, Master" "Get going then" I lifted
myself back on my knees and pressed my nose into the fabric. The smell of
piss was strong, and as I inhaled I made a grunting sound. |"The pig has
returned has it"| I responded enthusiastically. I began to lick the fabric
and managed to get my tongue to the inside in the. Master Thomas as he was
now removed this ballad dick from the fabric prison. He lifted the shaft,
his low hanging balls were in front of me. "Suck pig"

I began to suck."Like that. I can't hear you pig. That's better, Now get
this in" He gently pushed me off his balls before forcefully pushing me
back on to the shaft. "Look at me" I looked up,His eyes locked on to mine
as I moved back and forth. HE grin on his face, I couldn't tell if it was
one that was meant to be encouraging, consoling or threatening. As I
continued to suck his mouth shape changed, I knew that he was about to
cum. Although my throat was now battered I was so happy being on my knees
worshipping him that I didn't want it to stop. I knew that there was a
price to pay for my selfishness, and putting my own desires ahead of my
Master's needs.

"Now" My head was yanked back. Master Jan was standing behind me. He
grinned as a ball of spit hit me between the eyes. He pushed my head
forward. "Now watch" Master Thomas was wanking hard I looked up at him as I
tried to make out from his breathing when he would cum. Master Jan was
holding his phone. "Tell us how much you want your Master's hot cum all
over your face" I stuttered and was unable to speak, just grunt and
whimper, mid answer an explosion of semen covered my face."Look at me" It
was Master Jan. his camera closer to my face, I blinked as someI of the cum
fell into my eyes. He scooped it up with a finger form his free hand,
offering it to me and filmed as I sucked it off.

"We cant just have films of you wanking can we. And the audience needs to
see a proper dick for all the money they are paying"


I was left in the hall for the next few hours as my Masters went about
their business. I was for the most part ignored except for the occasional
kick when they past me, accompanied by a spat out "SLAVE. PIG, DOG". At
some stage I heard Master Jan shout "In here boy, now" I had no real idea
where the voice came from my knowledge of the house was still limited.

"Hurry up you cunt" I managed to work out where the noise was coming from
and crawled towards it.I was trying to figure how large the house was,
there seemed to be so many rooms. His voice got louder as I got
closer. "Here it is at last." The smell of cigars hit me.

"Come here boy."I approached Master Jan and kissed his feet. "Look at me" I
lifted my head. He was rubbing his fingers together. I took that as an
instruction to get on to my knees, my noise approached the fingers. His
thumb slid into my mouth "Good boy" He smiled as he pulled my head back
removing the thumb and quickly replacing them with his three middle
fingers. There was no time to start sucking as he thrust them in deeper
engaging my gag reflex. He continued to smile but it was one of an obvious
sadist satisfaction at the discomfort he was inflicting on me. Finally he
tired of my coughing and cluttering. Removing his fingers he slapped his
face. "YOur turn" he shouted " Don't keep Master Thomas waiting"

I confusingly was ushered out of the room, how big was this place. "Here
boy" it was in the neighbouring room.Master Thomas was sitting there, the
light was subdued but I could tell he had no trousers on, but the socks he
was wearing highlighted his large calves. As I got nearer I cold smell the
aroma of his jock strap , he must have pissed it twice since I had suckled
a few hours earlier. It was then I noticed he was not on any ordinary
stool. It was a rim stool. He spread his legs. " Come on you make yourself
comfortable, I want to feel that tongue."any