Toilet Slaves

You follow Rarity back to your living room and sit down in your arm chair again before taking a sip of your tea. Rarity likewise sits on your couch as sips her tea. The two of you enjoy the pleasant moment of calm before you bring up the main question that you wanted to ask.

“What will the noble’s party be like?” You ask as you cradle your mug in your hands. “I’ve never properly attended a party like that.”

“Never? Not even...” Rarity trails of not wanting to bring up your past.

“No.” You reply bluntly and then sip your tea again.

“In that case, let’s start with the underlying premise. It’s a game of political chess, where every pony is a different team working towards their own goals.” Rarity explains as she sets her mug down on the coffee table. “Unlike chess though, there are no real winners and losers, just changes in opinion. Who you know is almost as important as what you know. Who you can befriend can, and will, determine how some groups look at you.”

“What you’re saying is this is a den of snakes if you make the wrong move, but stairs to the ‘Ever Summer’ as you ponies like to call it, if you play your cards right.” You conclude as you look up at Rarity for confirmation.

“Yes, that’s an apt way of putting it. When you arrive at the party, you will be a new player stepping onto the board. In most cases that means you’re fair game for any and all, and there are those who would use you as naught but a stepping stone to climb higher on the social ladder.” Rarity pauses to drain the last of her tea. “However, you’ll be arriving with me. Those who I am friendly with will see you as part of our group, while others may wish to try and tempt you to join them instead.”

“I can already tell that I’m not going to enjoy this party.” You say before drinking the last of your tea and thinking for a moment. “Is there a way to play all the sides?”

“Yes, there is darling.” Rarity replies with a chuckle. “I do that as needed, and so do most of the well known seamstresses.”

“Then that is what I will try to do. I hope you can teach me a bit more about what to expect over the coming weeks and months.” You set your mug down on the table next to you.

“Certainly darling. I will also make you a suit for the party.” She says with a smile. “Looking your best will help with many things. Though for now, I will take my leave and start working on the designs for your slave’s restraints.”

“I appreciate it Rarity” You tell her as you stand and show her to the door. “Take care, and I will see you in a couple of days.”

“Tata darling.” She replies before making her way back towards Ponyville.

With Rarity gone you take a nap before getting to work on making your slaves a couple of vegetable smoothies, mixing in carrots, peas, celery and a little apple juice to sweeten it. Once you’re done you bring each of your slaves a baby bottle full of the smoothie and feed them. Your cyan slave has always been reluctant to drink her smoothie, but after what she’s had to taste today she quickly latches on and drains it. Your yellow salve simply drinks her slowly, as if savoring the taste. Now that your slaves have been fed, you head back upstairs and prepare yourself a meal. Getting a chicken breast from your fridge and a few veggies, you whip up a simple dinner.

Once you have your dinner ready, you head outside with your book, and enjoy your dinner as you read more of the book. As you place your bookmark back into the book, you look up and to the northeast, where the city of Canterlot clings to the side of the mountain. You can't help but to wonder what that party will be like, and if it will be as Rarity said, a game of chess where everyone is a different side. Still, that’s a worry for the future, tomorrow you plan to start properly training your slaves to be toilet slaves. You take your bowl and book back inside, and clean the kitchen before heading to bed.

~000~

When morning comes, you toss off your covers and climb out of bed. Slipping on your slippers, you make your way to the kitchen where you pull out a proper tea pot, before filling the kettle and setting it on the stovetop. As you wait for the water in the kettle to boil, you get a couple of mint tea bags from your cabinets and unwrap them before putting them in the teapot you have on the counter. You also grab a pitcher from the cabinets and grab some ice from your ice tray in the freezer. With what you plan to do today, you’re going to need a lot to drink. As you fill your pitcher with water, your kettle starts to whistle. You quickly set your pitcher down on the counter and walk over to the stove and take the kettle off the burner. You go back to filling the pitcher after you pour the hot water into the teapot.

With tea and water ready for today and sitting on the coffee table in the living room, you make your way down into your dungeon. Flicking on the light, you find that your yellow slave is already awake and looking at you. Despite the fact that she’s awake, she’s not the slave you want to use first. You make your way over to your cyan slave and kneel down over her pressing down against her chest with your ass. You poke her with a finger a couple of times to wake her up.

“I want to make something very clear here.” You say as you stare down at her. “I’ve had you trapped here for four months and you’ve resisted me for all of those months. I’m going to give you a chance to willingly submit to me, if you don’t, I will break you. I do not expect perfection, but I expect you to try.”

“F-”

“And before you simply snap back with a no, keep in mind that I have not intentionally harmed you, and I am very capable of doing so. I also have another slave who would suffer simply from seeing you in pain.”

“Fine.” Your cyan slave says after a quiet minute passes.

“Good.” You say as you grip your cock and aim it at her face. “Now open your mouth.”

“What, so you can piss in it?” She asks incredulously.

“Yes,” you reply. “You belong to me, and while I don’t expect you to call me master yet, I expect you to do as I tell you.”

“That’s gross.” She complains and sticks her tongue out in a disgusted manner.

“Um… it’s not bad actually.” Your yellow slave says getting your cyan slave to look at her.

“You’re joking, right Fluttershy?”

“No… I actually kind of like it. I didn’t expect to, but our master was the first one to pee on me and I was surprised how nice it felt.” She replies before looking at you. “I wouldn’t mind trying your excrement either.”

“Perhaps in a while.” You reply before turning your attention back to your cyan slave. “I’m going to train the two of you to be toilet slaves. There’s no two ways about it, and my previous statement stands. If you continue to resist, I will break you.”

“That’s disgusting.” Your cyan slave complains.

“It’s your choice, submit and try or I’ll break you.” You tell her as you glare down at her. “What will it be?”

Your cyan slave doesn’t respond verbally, but opens her mouth. You aim your cock at her open maw and begin to pee. Your strong smelling, rich yellow stream splashes into your slave’s mouth for a moment before you cut off the stream. You look expectantly at her as she holds your urine in her mouth.

“Swallow it.” You tell her and she does gagging slightly from the taste of it. “Good girl. Every time I stop pissing, I want you to swallow it.”

You start peeing again, and this time you fill her mouth up even more. She struggles to swallow, and spills a good amount as she does but she does swallow some. You grunt and begin pissing again, your bladder empties into her mouth filling just as full as last time. She swallows with some difficulty, spilling less than she did last time.

“Good job.” You tell her as you reach down and pet her mane. “With time I expect you’ll be able to drink it like a champ, but this is only the first part of your training. In time you will learn to eat shit as well, but not today.”

You stand up and make your way over to your yellow slave. You kneel down over her and press your anus against her lips. She quickly opens her mouth and licks your ass, as you grunt and start pushing. After a moment a log of shit starts to slip out of your ass and into her mouth. The long log of foul shit slips all the way into her mouth as she shifts part of it around so that it’s pressed against the inside of her cheek. You pause and let her chew, her jaw working to break apart your shit so she can swallow it. It takes her a bit, but when she’s finished swallowing your first log, she licks your anus to let you know she’s ready for more.

“Either you’ve done this before, or you’ve read scat smut before.” You say as you push another log of shit into her mouth.

Once again she starts chewing on your shit, though it takes her longer this time and you hear her gag a bit as she swallows the first bite. You stand up and turn around to look at her as she turns her head to the side, and spits out the shit she has in her mouth as she vomits up the shit she ate before. After a second wave of vomit splashes onto the floor she seems to settle down.

“You’ll get better at it with time,” you tell her as you stroke her mane. Standing up you go grab your squeegee and clean up the mess she made.

With the mess cleaned up, you head back upstairs where you grab yourself a mug of the mint tea you had brewing. Taking your mug you head out back to relax in the sun. As you’re sitting there enjoying the warmth of the sun’s light on your skin, you hear a hesitant cough. Looking to your right, you see Gael’s slave standing there holding a message in her mouth.

“Ah, a message from Gael?” You ask as you beckon for her to come closer. She nods and offers you the message.

Non,

I will not be able to come over today to help with the slave training. Thanks to the storm I am behind on orders. I will also be unavailable tomorrow, but the day after I will be able to swing by. Don’t have too much fun without me.

Gael

“Thank you for delivering this message Trixie.” You tell the mare as you give her a scratch behind the ear. “Tell him I look forward to seeing him on Friday.”

She nods and then bows before leaving you to sip your tea. You watch the clouds drift lazily across the sky as you drink your tea. When your mug is empty you head back in and fill it up again. You also stop to collect one of your books from the bookshelf in your living room before heading back outside. Cracking the book open you begin reading as you sip your tea, an hour passes and you notice that you need to pee again. You bookmark your place, head back inside and down to your dungeon. Your cyan slave is sleeping again, as she does often, but you still make your way over to her and kneel above her chest. When she doesn’t wake up you shake her, and she begins to stir. As her eyes flutter open they cross as she looks up at your dick.

“Open up.” You tell her, but she just blinks up at you in confusion.

Sighing, you reach down and force her to open her mouth, holding it open as you aim your cock with your other hand. You grunt as you start pissing into her mouth, the stream making a satisfying sound as it starts to fill her mouth. After a few moments, you let her close her mouth to swallow your bitter yellow piss. She makes a disgusted face as she does, but she does swallow it.

“Open.” You command and this time she opens her mouth. You start pissing again, quickly filling her mouth and having to pause to let her swallow. She swallows again, still making that disgusted face and opens her mouth for you to finish using. You empty your bladder into her mouth, the last of your sharp smelling urine filing her muzzle more than the last two times. Piss leaks out of the corners of her mouth as she closes it and starts swallowing. You can see her shudder, likely in disgust as she makes that face again while swallowing.

“You’re going to learn to get used to the taste of piss.” You tell her. “And when the time comes, you’re going to be used by more than just me.”

“You’re next,” You say as you turn to your yellow slave. “You’ll just be drinking piss for the rest of the day and tomorrow you can try to eat my shit again.”

With that you turn and head back upstairs, and take a seat on your couch again. You fill your mug with the last of the mint tea and resume reading your book. Being a smut book it’s full of sex, and before long your cock is hard and begging for attention. You place your bookmark into the book and make your way down into your dungeon again. You look between your slaves and decide that you’d rather fuck your yellow salve. Walking over, you find that she’s fallen asleep, and quietly kneel by her hind legs. Grabbing her legs, you pull her close enough that you can push your cock into her.

As you slip your cock into her wet marehood, she gasps and her eyes flutter open. You look down at her as you start thrusting, picturing her face covered in your shit and her licking her lips to try and collect it with her decently long equine tongue. The thought drives you to thrust harder, driving your cook deep into her, grinding against her g-spot with each thrust. After a minute your slave lets out a squeak and her pussy clenches around your cock, mare juices splattering your crotch while she twitches. You give a couple more thrusts and unload your jizz into her waiting womb. Pulse after pulse of hot cum floods her love tunnel, as you pull out the last couple of shots of seed splash onto her belly.

You rest there on your knees for a moment, satisfied from the carnal act. Before you stand up, you use her tail to clean yourself up so it doesn’t get cum and pussy juice all over your couch. Once you feel you’re clean enough, you make your way back upstairs and recline on the couch. You down the last of your tea, and then close your eyes to take a nap. Dreams come and go, dancing across your mind as you sleep, but when you wake up you can’t remember them, and dismiss them altogether. You notice that your bladder is aching and head down to your toilet slaves in training.

You make your way over to your yellow slave and kneel down over her chest. She opens her mouth for you as soon as you start kneeling. Pausing a moment to aim, you start pissing into her mouth. Your yellow stream quickly fills her muzzle and you have to pause to let her swallow, which she quickly does. She opens her mouth again as soon as she’s finished swallowing, and you resume pissing in her mouth. As you fill her mouth again, you notice that your urine smells sweeter thanks to the mint tea you’ve been drinking. Your stream slows to a stop a few moments later, your bladder having run dry. Your slave swallows the piss in her mouth as you stand up.

“Good girl.” You tell her as you smile down at her before making your way back upstairs. It’s probably about time you made yourself something to eat, after all, you want to make sure to have plenty of shit to feed your yellow slave tomorrow.