Toilet service

i had been restrained in a sitting position on the stool ready for the long morning ahead, exactly how long i did not know as i faded in and out of subspace anticipating when Mistress would use me. i sat on a large anal plug that had initially challenged me but had now become one with my stretched anus. my ankles were roped to the anchors on the floor and my hands were free to roam over my caged cock.

But the main focus that occupied me was the rubber hood that encased my head tightly, it's internal gag deep in my mouth ensuring i could never push it out. The external urine tray was linked directly to the gag buried between my aching jaw and I knew i would not be released from this torment until Mistress had relieved herself several times during the day.

i had been left to imagine how She would stand over me, relieve Herself into the tray, gravity feeding Her liquid into my mouth, down my now dry throat, forcing me to ingest all of Her golden nectar. i was affixed in this position but had now become fixated and excited at what would eventually happen.

i felt rather than heard the door to the room open and knew that Mistress had left Her friends in the lounge and come upstairs to relieve Herself. She stood in front of me and peered into the hood smiling at my glazed eyes as She then started to remove Her jeans. Today was Mistress's coffee morning with Her friends and i was to serve Her privately throughout the morning.