Toilet Training

I love it when I get a nervous nilly come to me. He said he was a toilet boi, and boy did I put him through his paces. He seemed shy and wanted to be manly but serve me. He said he wanted to work towards me marking him permanently. And he asked if I could make him do the things he had been dreaming of but couldn't push past yet. I laughed. Then sent him to the kneeling bench.

The boi could barely tolerate the tiny clothes pins I put on his cock and balls. I saw him getting red in the face and asked if he was trying to be manly. He said "yes ma'am," of course and I laughed. He asked me to be gentle, I said maybe then pulled hard on the clothespins and twisted them until he cried out. "I don't need a man," I told him. "I need a toy. One who is willing to be real and serve me." I grinned wickedly as I flicked the pins on his balls. He couldn't take the weight I wanted to put on him and when I caned his cock he begged me to stop.

His shapely body squirmed as I twisted and pulled on the little pins. I got out bigger ones for his thighs and twisted and flicked them off. I guess you could say I was gentle. I got bored. So I towed him over to the suspension rig and made him hold the ring while I tormented his balls somemore. Smacking them around, kicking them apart with my black knee high lace up boots with the five inch heels. Some of the pins flew off. So what?

My toy wanted to twist everytime so I went around back and gave him a little lovin' Ms. C style. My nails scratched him and I smacked his ass hard. Punched his shoulders a little and them kneed him in the balls until he spread wide enough to take my thrusts. I wished then I had brought my thigh strap on so I could have shoved it up his pansy ass [but my last thigh harness died...too much use I guess.]

Toy whimpered and kept moving his legs and ass away from my harder and harder blows. I was nice at first and leaned against him letting him feel my soft skin and breath telling him to stand in place. But toy never listened. So I had to stop what I was doing and come back around front and step on the foot that was preventing me from busting the shit out of him. I crushed his toes under my boot and he begged forgiveness. After a little nipple torture for good measure I went back to kicking his crotch from the front.

Those speed lacing prongs accidentally knocked off the rest of the clothespins from his dick. Oh well. At least the pins didn't scratch my leather boot or he may not have made it through the session without the permanent damage he was begging for.

When my toy started to sweat hard and become incoheirant, I discovered I had to use the potty. I had been drinking vitamin water throughout my exertions and I really had to go. So I dragged my toy to the slate floor in the bathroom and made him lay down.

He was a messy messy toilet. I made him flush with a toilet sound everytime toy swallowed. And he was a lucky lucky toy. My spandex dress kept getting in the way of my view. I love to watch my toilet flush, so I took it off and stood over toy in striped bra and boots while he watched my pussy pee gallons. And it was gallons, hee hee. At one point toy yelled out "how much did you drink?" and I slapped him and told him toilets don't talk, especially hungry toilets.

He then opened for dessert and I gave him full access to lunch. He couldn't talk while I filled his mouth with creamy brown. He started to gag and I made him swallow, I watched his cock harden as I let go so I know he was just pretending. And then my toilet took more, his cheeks puffed out and I made him chew. He tried to hide some in a corner of his cheek but I made him open and shoved my fingers down his throat and told him to stop being a pussy. He had claimed to be hungry so he had to finish and make my flushing noise for me. Yum yum. I had a little more left for him and he made me proud and finished it all. Good toilet.