He took me outside to do my business, then told me i could rest in my cage but that i was going to be on toilet duty until further notice. toilet duty...means that whenever my Master has to use the bathroom i either have to take it directly in my mouth, or serve as His toilet paper. i don't mind being used as His urinal, but eating His shit was something that I felt i only deserved if i was being punished severely.It was getting late and my punishment had gotten me horny as hell, so i crawled out. “Why aren’t you at work?”“Well, that’s what I came to tell you. Your mother wigged out and they took her to the nut ward at the hospital. We can go over in the morning and see how bad it is.” As he drove them home he told her the rest.“Daddy, is it wrong to say I don’t love her? Because I don’t.”As he pulled up in the driveway he said, “No, because it would be telling the truth.” As they entered the house he asked, “Want to shower with me?”“You bet,” she told him and undressed in the living. I tried to find them as suppository, but couldn’t find them. Ah well, this would do. We don’t need those clips anymore, cause I don’t want you to be distracted from the all the fun. “I start smiling, and put the pills back in the jar. I see him sigh from relief. Time for real punishment, I think. “You were homophobic right?” “Yes mistress” he says, hoping he had guessed the right answer. “You think that that ass of yours just an exit is? And you fuck ME in the ass? That’s just not fair. Whores. He pushed me against the wall hard as I moaned feeling his hand slowly go down my waist. 'No...no...no...please no....we can't', as he flipped me to face him and begun licking the wine off my neck slowly but firmly moving down to my exposed cleavage. I had worn a white tank top and skirt that barely grazed my knees. With one hand firm against my tits and the other playing with me through my skirt, I was slowly losing the ability to think coherently as my entire body shook with longing to have.