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As peko was looking over the different cook books, trying to find which were Master's favorite recipes by the signs of use on the pages, she heard a loud flush come over the intercom system and promptly dropped the book she was looking at and walked quickly to Master's office. Dropping to her knees outside of His office, she quickly crawled to kneel before Him. Looking around, she noticed a small shelf attached to the underside of His desk and on the shelf were what looked like two miniature toilets. When she picked one up, the first thing she noticed was how deceptively heavy it was, it felt like the toilet was made of cast iron or something. Then she noticed at the toilet was attached to a screw-on type of clamp by a short length of chain. With the milkings that had already been done today, her teats were already sore and as she put on the clamps, peko did not tighten them down all the way.
"I said firmly attached," as her Master yanked the weights from her teats. "Try it again and let Me see that My urinal understands the concept of firmly attached."
With tears streaming down her face from the pain of her teats, peko once again attached the weights screwing them all the way down so that each teat was bulging.
"That is better on tightness, but I want the clamps right on the end of each of those teats. I do not want to see any teat hanging on the far side of the clamp."
Gasping in pain as she reattached each clamp as far out on each teats as she could, tightening each clamp down all the way until she was sure that He would not be able to yank it off. After tightening them down, she knelt there with her hands by her side, feeling His eyes on her.
With each passing second, the pain on her teats grew from the tightness of the clamp and the weight of the toilets pulling on them. she did not know how much time passed when finally her Master said, "Are they ready now, cunt?"
Stammering, she said, "Sir, yes Sir, the weights are ready Sir.
"Let Me see." And with that He tugged on each toilet, stretching out each of her teats, making sure that each clamp was firmly attached. "It seems My urinal has finally learned how it is to wear its adornments. Now Master wants to hear it beg to for the privilege and honor of receiving Master's piss down into its filthy belly."
Kneeling there, her teats on fire from the clamp, peko realized how much more humiliating it was to have to beg to serve as a urinal. Serving as Master's urinal was something that she had gotten use to, but hearing herself beg to serve, hearing herself repeat over and over again how unworthy she was to even be a receptacle for His piss, but begging Him to allow her the privilege of being His piss bucket, while she groveled at His feet increased her humiliation to an excruciating level.
Finally after an eternity, He allowed her to continue to crawl forward and to take His cock into her mouth and hold it in place until He wished to piss. Crawling forward had caused the metal toilets clamped to her teats to swing back and forth, so that the pull on her teats as she knelt waiting for her Master's piss had tears streaming down her face. When finally her Master started to empty His piss into His piss bucket, she struggled to swallow each drop, trying not to gasp from the pain as He alternated tugging on each of the swinging toilets.
When He was finished, she licked His cock clean, thanking Him for allowing her to serve as His piss bucket.
"If Master's urinal had been a good girl and attached its ornaments that Master went to the trouble to get for it like it was supposed to, it would be allowed to suck out its Master cum, but because it had to be told, repeatedly I might add, how to attach a simple clamp, it will not get to. Does Master's urinal think that this is a fit punishment for its transgression?"
peko desperately wanted to say yes it was enough because she knew whatever punishment her Master devised would be very painful and very unpleasant, but she knew that it was not, she knew that she had failed to please her Master and needed to be punished for it. So, softly she said "Master, no, Your urinal begs You to punish it as its failings warrant."
"Very well, hmm let Me think. I know. From now until Master has need of His piss bucket again, it will wear the symbol of its failing, the toilet clamps, but as Master does not want to damage His property, they will be worn in a cycle. When Master says on over the intercom, they are to be placed as they should be worn while getting to serve as His piss bucket. When Master says off over the intercom, they are to be taken off until He commands them to be placed on again. This cycle will be repeated until Master needs to use His piss bucket again. Does His piss bucket understand its punishment?"
Gulping, thinking of the pain that she would have to endure, "Master, yes Master Your piss bucket understands its punishment, and thanks You for correcting its failings Master."
"Very good, now off you go piss bucket, finish your other duties. Oh and do not be surprised if Master calls His piss bucket between uses to check to see if its ornaments are on tightly enough. Dismissed."
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