Your bladder can hold FAR more than your slave’s mouth can hold as well. Also, if you use your slave for number 2, you should never have it touch it... lips to your vaginal area because of risk of infection. For sanitation, be sure to always have your slave rinse his mouth out well and use mouth wash to kill bacteria before the final cleaning.The following is a guide that a mistress could follow roughly for training a full-time toilet slave. If you are only interested in training your husband/boy. “That’s not how I feel, Ian.” After a long, deep breath, I assured her I understood completely and wished her well. I even tried to sound like I meant it. I walked to second period in a daze. I wouldn’t say I was heartbroken, or even jealous. I was just defeated. My blissful two weeks with Stephanie suddenly fell into perspective, and I felt empty. Insubstantial. A tasteless wafer of a man. Above all, I felt stupid for letting myself get so caught up in a relationship that I had known from the. I was wearing a little black mini dress with no panties so I leaned over the hood of a car and this man lifted my litle dress and pushed his cock into me and started to thrust deeply into my hungry wet snatch. He pounded me hard for several minutes and then exploded a large hot load deep in my cunt. After he had pumped every drop he could into me he pulled up his pants and left. My husband appeared and took out his cock and laid me back on the car hood and pushed his wonderful cock into my. ”I bent down to pick my saree and petticoat to waist level when the same voice in my head said “hey take it off, you know it will be more fun if you did it wearing just the blouse and bra” So I took off my saree, petticoat, and panties and started rubbing my slit then I spread my lips and flicked and pinched my clit a few times. This made me hornier so I inserted one finger, then two, and then three and started to finger fuck myself. I was at it when I noticed that the train was slowing down.