Toilet Slaves

Your day begins as the morning sun filters through the window, and lights up the back of your eyelids. It's enough to get you to roll over and groan as your mind starts to slowly kick into gear. As much as you'd like to go back to sleep, your bladder has other ideas and you're forced to get up. Groggily, you toss the covers off and roll out of bed, slipping into your aptly named slippers, before leaving your room. Heading down the hall, you stop at a door just before the entrance to the kitchen. Opening it, you walk down the stairs into your dungeon and flick on the lights..

Inside are your two slaves, one has a cyan coat and a rainbow mane, while the other has a butter yellow coat and pink mane. You recently captured them so they still need to be properly trained, for now though, you walk over to the yellow pegasus and point your dick at her face. With a grunt of effort, you begin pissing on her, your rich yellow urine sprays down onto her face, quickly darkening her coat. She gasps meekly and splutters as your foul morning piss finds its way into her mouth when she jerks awake. Your yellow toilet quickly closes her mouth and eyes as you trail your stream up and down her face. As much fun as it is to torture her with your piss, your bladder isn’t infinite and runs dry after a minute.

Stepping away from the yellow mare, you circle around to your other slave. She’s glaring up at you angrily as you step up to her head and squat down. With a grunt you push a soft but sharp smelling log of shit out of your ass, which splats against her face with a soft thud. Pushing again, you drop another, harder log onto her face with a sigh. Sadly this is all you have to drop on her at the moment, so you stand up and turn around to look at her. Your two turds cling to her forehead, even as she turns her head to glare up at you. With a smirk you stroke your cock, and walk back over to your yellow slave. Kneeling down, you pull her close and line your cock up with her marehood.

She whimpers and her friend, your other slave, growls a ‘don’t you dare’ at you. You pull the yellow mare towards you by the legs and plunge your cock deep into her cunt. Her tight walls constrict around your cock as you start thrusting hard. Your other slave shouts at you, swearing that she’ll break you in half for raping her friend. You respond by pressing the yellow mare into the floor so that you’re basically laying on top of her and thrust down into her as hard as you can. You keep this up as she cries out in pain and her friend continues to shout at you. After a couple minutes your climax hits you, and you unload your seed deep into her womb.

With a sigh of relief you pull out of the mare and make your way back upstairs. Your rainbow maned slave angrily hurls insults at you as you leave, but you ignore her and close the door behind you. Making your way into the kitchen you fix yourself some breakfast and tea, grab your new book ‘Slave Training and You: An Introduction to Slave Training’ and head outside. Sitting at your patio table you can’t help but to smile as you look out at the rolling hills around Ponyville. Ever since you moved here from Manehattan your life’s been so much simpler, a far cry from your previous life. Taking a sip of your tea, you open your book and begin reading. As you finish your breakfast a shadow passes over you, though you know who it is before he even lands behind you.

“Nice try Gael, I didn’t survive my previous life by being unaware,” you say as you bookmark your place and close the book. Starnding, you turn to see Gael standing behind you. He’s a tall brown and white griffon with a spiked mane with pale green tips.

“One of these days your guard will be down and I will catch you by surprise.” Gale replies, his accent is a bit different from the other griffons you’ve met, though that’s because he comes from one of the Griffon Islands, a small collection of independent griffon nations.

“You keep telling yourself that, and maybe in a thousand years it will come true.” You tell him as you poke him playfully. “Though it is good to see you Gael. I thought you weren’t coming over until this afternoon.”

“Yeah… my shop’s getting some much needed repair work done after that last storm, and I was told in no uncertain terms to stay out of the way.” He says as you grab your plate, tea and book and beckon him to follow you inside.

“I hear you, repair and construction work is annoying, but at least you’ll have a leak free roof.” You set your book and tea on the dining room table and walk into the kitchen, stopping at the sink and setting your plate in it. “Want anything?”

“A Griffish Coffee, if you can.” He says as he takes a seat at the dining room table. With the kitchen and dining room adjoined as they are, you can still talk to him while preparing it.

“Sure, though it will take a few minutes.” You tell him as you fill the kettle, set it on a stovetop burner and gather the other things you need to make it.

“Thanks. So, how’s the training going?” He asks as he looks at the book I was reading.

“I just got the book yesterday,” you grab the scotch from the liquor cabinet and bring it over to the other ingredients you have on the counter. “Though my last job gave me some experience. The yellow one is very obedient, and shy, but the rainbow maned one is still very defiant.”

“Heh, she’ll learn soon enough.” Gael chuckles.

“Quite right,” you say as you pour the hot water into the coffee press. As it brews you add the brown sugar to the glass mug you have on the counter, and pour one and half ounces of the griffon whiskey into the shot glass. “If she doesn’t cooperate then her friend will suffer. Speaking of, are you willing to help me with that later?”

“Absolutely.” Gael agreed.

Gael flips through the book as you finish preparing his Griffish Coffee. Carrying it over, you set the coffee in front of him, he smiles and thanks you before taking a sip. You take a sip of your tea, taking a seat as you slide the book over to your side of the table, flipping it open to where you put your bookmark.

“You’re rather good at the whole drink mixing thing,” Gael says as he sets the mug down.

“Bartending Gael, an essential skill for an assassin.” You reply with a sigh. “Though I’m glad you like it.”

“I had a thought-” Gael starts.

“That’s a shocker,” you interrupt sarcastically and give him a playful jab.

“Oh hat har,” Gael says with a roll of his eyes and a smile. “Really though, I know you like to torture your slaves with piss and shit, but have you consdered training them into proper toilet slaves?”

“What’s the difference?” You ask after staring at him for a couple moments, before realizing you asked the question without context. “I mean, between what I’m doing now and training them as toilet slaves.”

“There’s actually a few things, for starters toilet slaves willingly eat your shit and drink you piss. Right now you’re just pissing and shitting on them and they resist when you try to do anything more.” Gale explains with a smirk. “Second, a properly trained toilet slave will clean you when you’re done, giving you a deep clean with their tongue. Remember what my slave did when you used her?”

“Yes, I remember. It was quite pleasurable.” You answer with a nod, thinking back to how his slave ate your shit and then ate your ass. The pretty blue mare was very good at that.

“The training I put her through taught her that. Lastly, and you didn’t hear this from me, but things are getting strained between the princesses and the nobles. Ingratiating yourself to them by renting/lending your slaves to them as either toilet slaves or party favors, will help you in the long run.”

“Really?” You ask as you cock your head to the right.

“Yeah. You know of Rarity right?” He asks after taking another sip of his drink.

“Who doesn’t, she’s made a real name for herself in the sex and fashion industries. What about her?” You nod and take a sip of your tea.

“Rarity mentioned that most of the nobles’ slaves are trained by others and most of the trainers won’t train toilet slaves. Thing is, there is an actual demand for toilet slaves among the nobles.”

“So, what you’re telling me is if I can prove that I can train toilet slaves to be obedient and serve properly, and I impress them, I may get hired to train their slaves to do the same?” You ask as you set your empty mug down.

“Yes, though they may have other jobs for you based on your past experience.” Gael says with a nod.

“Gael, I left that life behind because I’d had enough of having a target on my back. Fuck, I faked my own death to get out and I’m not going back in. No matter how good I am at it.” You snap at Gael as you stand up and carry your mug into the kitchen. Sighing, you rinse your mug and set it in the drying rack by the sink. You turn back to where Gael is sitting at the table.“Sorry Gael, I left that life behind for a reason. I want nothing to do with assassinations anymore.”

“Sorry, that was my bad. I meant that they may want someone like you as the head of their personal security.” Gael says, bowing his head slightly.

“I forgive you Gael.” You tell him as you walk back to the table but don’t sit down. “I want nothing to do with that field of work. I’ve had to… deal with heads of security before and I don’t really want to be on the other side of that exchange. Now enough talk of the past.”

“I hear ya,” Gale says as he looks at the book in front of him. “Right, I got side tracked from my point. Rarity has all kinds of supplies for helping you train them up. She’s the pony I go to when I need something for my slave.”

‘Hmm… I’ll think about it, but for now how about you use that barbed cock of yours to make them suffer.’ You say as you push your chair in.

“I like that idea.” Gael chuckles darkly as he downs the last of his coffee and stands to follow you.

The two of you make your way down into your dungeon. As your friend steps into the room your yellow slave lets out an ‘Eeep’ and your cyan slave stares at Gael for a second before her stare turns into a glare. You smirk at her and point to your yellow slave, who’s currently trying to hide behind her pink mane.

“Help yourself.”

There’s a growl of ‘Don’t you dare touch her’ from your other slave, but you and Gael ignore it. You walk over to said cyan slave and sit down on the floor, which affords you access to her cunt, which you start to stroke. Gael steps up to your pink maned slave and leans down, giving her pussy a lick to get a taste of her as his cock slips from its sheath. As he moves around to stick his dick in her face, you slip a couple of fingers into your rainbow maned salve getting a squeak of surprise and a glare. Focusing on her for a moment, you spread her folds with your fingers and poke at her clit with your other hand.

“Lick it, or I will make it hurt even worse when I stick it in you.” Gael says as he pushes his stiff cock against her face. He drags the barbs on his penis across her face to get the point across and she starts licking his cock.

Smirking, you turn back to your cyan slave and pull your fingers out of her and start stroking your hardening cock spreading some of her wetness across your cock. She glares at you and then yelps ‘Hey!’ as you shove your hard cock into her. You ignore her protests and start driving your dick into her. As you’re fucking your cyan slave you hear a loud gasp and look to see Gael pushing his cock into your yellow slave’s cunt. Her gasp is followed by a cry of pain as he pulls back, the barbs on the bottom of his cock scraping against her sensitive walls.

As your cyan slave tries to shout at him you slam back into her cunt, turning her attempted ‘Stop that’ into more of a ‘Stop Thaaaahhhhhht’. You pick up the pace, railing her as hard as you can, pushing her hard against the ground with each thrust. Your friend adopts a slow pace, thrusting in and out of your yellow slave with enough force to cause his barbed cock to hurt each time he pulls back. Said salve is simply sobbing in pain as he rapes her, taking great pleasure from making her suffer.

Too soon for your liking, you hit your climax and begin pumping hot jizz into your rainbow maned slave. Her walls quiver around your cock as her body betrays her and climaxes too. Pulling out, you shoot three sticky ropes across her belly as your climax comes to an end. Gael’s not even close to done as he brings his hips to slap against your slave’s over and over, keeping a controlled pace as he works his magic. While he continues to fuck your yellow slave, you scoot your way around to your cyan slave’s face and use her mane to wipe your cock clean.

Looking down at her, you get a wicked idea. You reach over her head and grab one of your sharp smelling turds off of the floor, which you had left on her earlier. Using your other hand, you force her mouth open and stuff the turd inside. She gags and immediately tries to throw up, though she can’t as you have your hands holding her muzzle closed and she has nothing in her stomach to throw up.

“Swallow or choke, the choice is up to you.” You tell her as you hold her muzzle tightly. “If you promise to try to swallow it, I will let you chew it up so you can try swallowing a smaller piece. Nod if you agree.”

Your slave nods and as soon as your hands leave her muzzle she spit’s the turd out of her mouth. You look down at her and shake your head in disappointment. You pick up the turd again and stuff it back into her mouth, this time you use your hands to work her jaw and force her to chew. Her gagging and retching are music to your ears. You turn your attention back to Gael just in time to see him slam into your yellow slave with all his might before pulling out and dragging his cock hard against her vaginal walls. You smirk as you notice that she’s made herself hoarse, as muted sounds escape her lips.

You look down at your cyan slave as you realize that you can hear her teeth clacking together. She’s swallowed the shit in her mouth, but she’s still glaring up at you. You grin down at her and grab the second turd from besider her head, she shakes said head as you move it closer. Slipping a couple of fingers into her mouth, you pry her jar open and slip the second log of shit inside.

“Are you going to chew it on your own this time?” You ask as you look down on her. She doesn’t answer and doesn't start chewing, so once again you force her to chew up your shit. She doesn't immediately swallow, but after a minute she does, as you're clearly not going to let her muzzle go until she does. Now that she has swallowed, you force her mouth open and reposition her head so you can slip your cock into her mouth. With a sigh you begin pissing down her throat. She gags at the taste but is unable to stop you, unfortunately though, you don’t have much to give her, only what you drank with breakfast.

Gael’s loud moan draws your attention away from your cyan slave, as he slams into your yellow slave and fills her with his spunk. He rocks his hips as he floods her womb, his barbs dragging back and forth across her abused vaginal walls. There’s even a small puddle of piss pooling under them as she pisses herself from the pain. After a good thirty seconds, Gael pulls out of the yellow slave, his cock glistening and her cunt leaking his white seed.

“Fuck, your slave’s are awesome. Tighter than mine has been in a while.” Gale says after catching his breath.

“You’ll get to use them plenty as you help me train them to be proper toilet slaves.” You tell him as you pull your cock out of your cyan slave’s mouth. “I’m definitely going to have to visit Rarity.”