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Pyewacket
Date: 6/6/2017, Categories: BDSM Fetish, Taboo Author: tekkar
... imagination to see there purpose. Inside Rebecca showed Michelle around the richly decorated living area. She had never seen a couch so long. The huge widescreen TV mounted high above the entertainment center below filled one corner of the room. Michelle saw Pyewacket lying in her cat bed licking her paws having missed the excitement earlier. 'OH! what a beautiful cat' Michelle said. 'You like cats?' Rebecca asked. 'OH! Yes. I love cats. My own cat, Storm is back at my Beach House. I brought her back with me. We've become so close I couldn't leave her behind' 'Pye' Rebecca called out. This is Michelle' Michelle went to one knee & began petting the cat who began purring under her soft gentle touch. 'Pye?' Michelle asked. 'Pyewacket' She's been a member of our little f****y for many many years. 'Would it be OK if I brought Storm to meet Pyewacket sometime' Michelle asked looking up at Rebecca as she continued petting the purring cat. 'Yes of course. I think her & Pye will get along just fine' Rebecca said. Michelle was about to ask Rebecca how she knew Storm was female but thought better of it. It's all true she thought to herself. Somehow she knew that if Storm was male Rebecca wouldn't be inviting them to meet....& if even a male cat would survive for long among in this new Femdom Reality. After touring the rest of the Beach house Rebecca led Michelle into the huge bathroom. Michelle stopped just inside. She needed a few moments to take in all that she saw. The naked man ...
... lying next to the vanity with his head resting inside the bright red padded box wasn't the strangest part of the bathroom. 'The Throne' as Michelle learned it was called, sat atop a long coffin like box. The toilet itself sitting on top was unusual as it was made of a clear Plexiglass where you could see the head of the Toilet Slave within. The two narrow slits on each side provided the only fresh air, that would be limited with someone seated above. Rebecca led Michelle up onto the coffin like box that held the body of the Toilet Slave. Lifting the lid, Rebecca showed Michelle the young man who's head was locked into the toilet bowl. The bald headed man who's head rested in several inches water, had his eyebrows shaved off, somehow giving him the appearance not of a man, but more like a thing. 'It's a working toilet Dear' Rebecca explained. his body lies within the box where he is hooked up to his own plumbing allowing him to serve here Indefinitely although his b*****r & him trade places every other day. Rebecca pointed to the man who's face protruded thru the thick padded red faceseat. As you may of noticed there isn't any toilet paper here. One needs only to sit & he will lick & suck you clean. He's well trained & you may find it hard to lift off his warm face before enjoying a pleasant cum. Michelle's needing to use the toilet wasn't lost on Rebecca. Her shuffling from foot to foot was an easy tell. 'Come, don't be shy' Rebecca added as Michelle removed her bikini. Sitting ...