Toilet Cum Slut Training

            Jennifer has been on this business for quite some time now. Everyday, at 5pm, she would get a long shower, give herself a nice douche and enema, and get into her sexy latex dress, and come before a webcam, for a selective audience. Her viewers were visitors on a special live webcam site that offered adult shows from consenting adults, to consenting adults. Female and Male hosts would display their bodies, and play with themselves for viewers, who could talk to them over a chatroom. The site cathered for all possible tastes, and Jennifer cathered for a very special one, being one of the very few real TS women who hosted private shows there. And with a taste for rubber, she atracted quite a few people.

 

            At first, she was thrilled at the perspective to work from home, in flexible hours, and be paid to wear rubber in a near-fulltime basis. But later on, it became more about the money than about the thrill, to a point she would attend to almost all requests. That’s when a new visitor showed up in her chatroom. His name was simply RBRMASTER, showing in red text on her screen.

 

            “Hello Sire”, she said playfully to the camera.

 

            “Hello Bitch”, he replied in text. This caused a stir on her shecock, because she has a strong, very strong submissive vein, that only really kinky Doms seem to manage to reach. And his reply touched right on the soft spot, as the usual visitor would say “slave” or something else that still allowed her some dignity. Somehow, Bitch was dirty and demeaning enough to make her cream herself for real.

 

            “How are you Sire?”, she replied, parting her legs.

 

            “I’m fine and horny. Looking for a new bitch to train as mine”.

 

            This also did turn her on, but she doesn’t take it any seriouslly. She just giggles and plays along, trying to keep conversation as much as possible, to increase her pay for the play.

 

            “You think I’m good enough for it, Sire?”

 

            “I think you may become the perfect pet. Do you have any rubber gloves around?”

 

            “Yes Sire”

 

            “So put it on, lube your fingers, and start caressing yourself slowlly for me”.

 

            And so she did. Caressing herself, as he talked to her online, saying the right things, touching the right buttons. She was thrilled, because as long as she managed not to cum, the chat would continue, to her profit. But he also managed to turn her on more than she expected. He seemed to have the right rubber mind, liked her every taste. His empty promises touched her every raw nerve, her every fetish taste, untill she was about to explode.

 

            “Now Bitch, collect your own cum with that glass I see on your side.”

 

            She nodded… she had to drink her own cum before… she did honestly dislike it, but money is money. She got the glass, and positioned in front of her shecock.

 

            “Now, cum for me, bitch… and then drink it.”

 

            She smiled, and came, harder than she’s used to while on shows… and dripples of her own whitish cum went down to the bottom of the glass… and then she drank.

 

            “Good girl… now, be here at this time tomorrow, bitch”

 

            He logged off, and she went for a shower, not thinking much about it, as such a big show easilly did pay for her whole day.

 

            The next day, surprisingly to her, he was back online. At the same time. The session went on pretty much as the previous, and so it went for a whole week, untill Master, as she was now used to calling him, requested that she would purchase a new toy, a special panty with 3 holes and one inflatable butt-plug. She was so horny, that she agreed, and he made sure she really did order, since she was to send him an Email with a copy from the order confirmation. She did think, “Well, it’s only part of what he spent this far, so, no problem… if that makes him come more and more….”, but it’s what the horse always think when the saddle comes on for the first few times, still thinking of the sugar cubes.

 

            Three weeks later, the sessions continued on a daily basis, so much that Jennifer was now trully enjoying them, and not only that, looking forward to them. Master was the sole reason she went on cam now, with the heavier and kinkier of her few outfits, and a few more ordered, when the new panties arrived. She made sure to show them to Master, with happiness in her voice. He approved, and ordered her to strip naked and put them on right away.

 

            She lubbed her ass and shecock and balls… and with some effort, she slid each ball in a separate hole, which cause some pain, but also, pure lust, and her shecock on the remaining hole… then, the plug slowlly went into her ass. She was lusting, when sliding the thick gloves back on, and then, the thick rubber dress, and boots, and back on her chair.

 

            “Pump it 8 times slut, slowlly….”

 

            “Yes Master… One…. Two…. Three… Four… hmmmm….. Five….. Ahhhhh”

 

            “Is it hurting slut?”

 

            “Yes Master….”

 

            “Hurting good? I can see your shecock is hard and drippling wet”

 

            “Yes Master,…..”, it was true, her shecock was harder than ever, thanks to the cock-ring effect on the panties, and she was lusting more and more from this pain he caused on her…. she wanted the reward, the cum, which was now linked with her pleasure, breaking down the barriers of trauma she had from years of mixed gender problems.

 

            “So, continue…. open that asspussy of yours wide for me”

 

            “… six…. ahhhhhh…. seven…… eight….. “, she said, with droplets of sweat on her forehead. She would have come by now, if not for the pain and cockring restricting her urethra, bloated by the lust and pressure. Master knew exactly what these panties would do to her, and she knew He had a bigger grip on her now, more than ever. He played her once more, untill she came on her glass and eagerly licked it clean, and he dismissed her.

 

            The weeks turned into months. The extra income from these sessions, allowed Jennifer to do full body laser hair removal, a problem which bothered her since teenage years. Also, a boob job, which turned her small A cup natural breasts, into D cup monsters. Her latex-wear was bigger now, all carefully selected by Master, who was her only viewer, the only one she cared for. Also, now she spent more and more of her time in rubber, corset and heels. He made sure to test her on camera every day, on the now 3 hour long sessions. She would have to walk up and down, as he would make notes on her posture to be fixed, and inspect her heel curvature. Her waist would have to be measured live, no tricks either. Now, she spent most of her days in lustfull state, hornier and hornier as the clock went closer to 5pm.

 

            And today was special. She showered and did the enema as usual. Then, the special 3-hole panties, and corset, stockings and long thick gloves. All rubber was thick, the thicker Master could find. Then, the catsuit, and then, another catsuit over the first, transparent over black. Then, another corset, a red rubber one. The catsuits, open at the crotch, to give him full access. She walked then to the cam room, and knelt, waiting for him to come online. When he did, she greeted him as she was though. Her shecock was now starting to burn in pain, for since two weeks ago, a chastity tube-device was worn over it at all moments.

 

            “Hello Master”, she said with true eagerness on her voice.

 

            “Hello Bitch. How is my bitch today?”

 

            “Very horny and wanton for you, Master!!!!”, she said smiling like the pavlov dog to the stimulation.

 

            “Good girl, you’ve progressed much. I think it’s time for you to become properly mine. Untill we can meet and collar you permanently, I want you to have a mark you belong to me, at all times. You may remove your chastity device now”

 

            She did it eagerly, feeling her shecock grow hard and fast once freed, restrained by the now friendly and welcome embrace of the cockring.

 

            “Now, are you ready for this commitment?”

 

            “Yes Master”, she said without thinking.

 

            “You may shave your head bald, and then, enclose your head on the thickest hood I selected yesterday”.

 

            “Yes Master”, Jennifer replied, starting to rinse her hair and apply a really good coat of shaving cream. Then, taking the razor, she started trimmin her long red mane to a bald skull, shivering in pleasure as she did so. Master was happy, the training was going well. He had his bitch fulltime now, completly dependant on Him for everything. And she did it all herself, He just had to apply the right force here and there to put her on the right direction.

 

            She finished shaving, cleaned her head, used the towel, applied for the first time a huge ammount of lube to her own scalp, sending shivers of pleasure over her whole body, and then forced her head on the non-zip rubber hood. It was thick, with an o-shaped opening for her lips, that made her into a cocksucking slut, lenses for her eyes, and holes for her noistrills. She had trouble speaking, but Master didn’t need to ask anything, just hear “Yes Master”, which was all she always had to say now.

 

            The sessions progressed. Now with access to her address, bank account and phone number, He provided her with all the money she needed, shipped all the rubber He selected right to her doorstep, and phoned His now constantly-gagged slut home, during sessions, which no longer happened in the site, sensitive to the hardcore nature of their relationship, but over a simple messenger software.

 

            Jennifer was now a complete rubberdoll, kept in rubber most of her day, eating what He ordered, addicted to cum and pleasure, in constant chastity when not in His presence, constantly in lust, her big tits and now colagen-enlarged lips, encased in rubber for Him. No one else existed, her life was focused on the daily long rubber sessions on cam. It’s been over an year since she first met Him, and now, her life is nothing but being his online playtoy. He was now starting to get her used to pee as well, having her drink much water prior to sessions, and pee during, cum on the pee-filled glass, and drink it all. Sounds and catheters were becoming her biggest turn on, as inflatable plugs, alongside with enema bags being walked around, her constant compations. She was being made to sleep now, with a plug in her ass, and enema bag on the ceiling, and trying to hold it all in, something impossible, and adding deprivation to the training, which made her even more pliable to His will.

 

            The training continue, untill one day, a ticket or Jamaica arrived on her mailbox. With instructions to go there, by Master. He never came online again, but the ticked was due the next week. Without thinking, she took that place, leaving her old self behind, only a doll now. Only a slut now. Only his toilet bitch now.

 

            Only Ivette.