Chapter 2

We went into the master bedroom and I was amazed at the extravagance of my surroundings. I couldn't help but be amazed at how well my sister had done for herself. She glanced at me and seemed to have a secret grin just for me. Eventually, after noticing her look at me for so long, I had to look down in sheer embarrassment because I could still feel the butt plug as I tried to force it out, but it stayed in. I hoped my sister didn't mind my cock since it was steadily leaking pre-cum now.

My sister walked up to me and slowly started to caress my rigid dick and gather the fluids in the palm of her hand. When it felt like I was finally letting up, my sister brought her hand to my mouth and said simply, "Eat it."

I simply opened up my mouth and she cupped her hand over my mouth and slowly dribbled the cum into my awaiting mouth. Once again, I was reminded of how it did not bother me to be eating my cum. I eagerly awaited the next drop until when nothing came out of her hand, I gently took it and swiped my tongue across her palm to clean all traces of my juice from it.

After I had cleaned the hand, she took the same hand and patted my head. She even smiled at me and I couldn't help but be happy that I had pleased my Mistress. Just about that time, though, all of that coffee started to hit my system and I meekly asked my Mistress, "Where is the bathroom, Mistress? I need to tinkle."

Laughing, my Mistress pointed to a bowl in the corner of the room and stated, "That is where I want you to piss, slave. You will understand eventually." After she said that, she chuckled. So, still on my knees, I crawled to the bowl and when I started to stand to piss in the bowl, my Mistress smacked my butt hard.

"No, slave. When you piss, you are like a female dog. You will squat over the bowl and urinate in it. Also, don't let me find even a drop of piss on the floor because I like a clean place and you will really regret it."

Almost hesitantly, I slowly relaxed my bladder until I felt the piss surge through my erect dick. The pain was almost too much, but I tried to control my force so that I didn't end up with anything on the floor. The acrid smell of the urine hit my nose and I wanted to actually taste it right then, but I just finished my business. In the back of my mind, though, I wondered what would come about with my used urine when my Mistress wanted to use it.

My Mistress came over and inspected the carpet very closely. She smiled all of a sudden and said, "You are the perfect slave for not spilling a drop. Even if you had, I would have only spanked you lightly because I do not expect my slaves to do everything right the very first time. I suppose that I shall reward you by cleaning you out then."

Suddenly my Mistress walked away and wheeled a pole towards me with a bulging red bag hanging from it. On the end of the bag was a bubble shaped lozenge. I already knew what its intended purpose was, but that did not help me from clenching my cheeks in rejection of what I knew was coming. I suppose that was why my Mistress had a brush as well. Oh well, I couldn't stop my body, yet, from doing what it seemed natural to do. As my Mistress brought the lozenge to my ass, she stopped when she saw my clenched cheeks. Immediately, she brought the brush crashing down on my cheeks. I gasped and as my cheeks loosened up, she shoved the nozzle up inside of me. I had no choice but to except the enema. Slowly, my Mistress squeezed the bubble and I felt the liquid steadily go up inside of me. My dick slowly started to get harder and harder as more liquid pumped into my tight passage. Finally, when I thought that I could not take anymore, it stopped. Then it was another surprise because I felt the butt plug that had been removed to accommodate the enema was now being reinserted once again. I felt the liquid right at the brink of my ass and was terrified that if I let the plug inside, the fluid would come rushing out and spilling over my Mistress' clean floor. Once again, though, I heard the whistle of the brush and when it made its impact, loosening my tightened sphincter muscles again the butt plug slid firmly into place. Unusually, I felt some hair tickle the back of my thighs and when I glanced behind, I saw what appeared to be a tail hanging between my legs. So I guess now I was my Mistress' pony.