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It was a late sunday afternoon and the house had a stillness I haven't felt in years. I mopped up the kitchen as always and made my brown in the cat litter box marked slave. It was about six - thirty and I still had neglected my duties. First on my Master's List was to empty my litter. With little effort the brown fell gently into a tall kitchen bag and I disposed of it out at the barrels by the curb. Secondly, I filled my goblet to the brim with my urine to have at a later time. I put it by the heater so to keep it's warmth. And last but not least I handcuffed myself to my retarded step brother Benny awaiting the doorbell's tell tale jingle that my Master, Mistress Toe was home. Within a half an hour the bell rang and in walked my queen. In her forty - five years she never looked better. Quickly, I dragged myself to her big red toe and prayed upon the nail. Benny, being awkwardly retarded and bound to my wrist just laid aloof, drooling and absent. I was permitted to rise and while doing so she pants herself and emptied a liter of urine down my throat. For the drops spilt I was punished. Five stinky farts to the back of my throat followed by sporadic genital abuse. Of course by the time all this was over I had unlocked my wrist from Benny and retreated to the couch. With ass in air she filled my warm canal with French's picnic mustard until my colon was at maximum capacity. Then and only then was I worthy of eating her tuna hole with a side of lettuce she wielded between her toes. Benny wasn't so lucky. The Queen evacuated my colon upon his adult sized feety pajamas and the dog, Chelsea, licked them clean. This had to be the greatest sexual experience ever.
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