“No spillage or overflow, slave? Have you finally mastered toilet service then?”
I nod enthusiastically up at her. And then oh yes, oh thank you Goddess, her naturally red lips curve fractionally upward.
“We shall see. I won’t be convinced enough to release you until you demonstrate your ability at least one more time. But I suppose you’ve earned some kind of reward. Are you hungry, Buta? Is my piss-swilling little piggy eager to eat some solid food?”
Of course I nod frantically, moaning piteously for emphasis.
“Very well. I shall send Mistress Aiko in to feed you something shortly. I will see you again later today when I next need to use my personal urinal.”
Goddess Kimiko gives me that barest little smile again and strolls languidly out, leaving the door open behind her.
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