He told me I needed slave training. I thought he just meant I needed to go back to slut school. He sent me to be a slave / maid for this man I had never met. My master has been disappointed with me since I returned to the office. He says I am lazy and not appreciative of what he gives me. He also does not think I am appreciative of servicing his cock and his ass. I spent a week in this guy’s house dressed as a slutty French maid. I was humiliated daily. One of the more humiliating things I had to do daily was clean his toilet with my tongue. I had to clean his ass and cock too. He used no toilet paper. My tongue was all the toilet paper he needed. Everyday, he left his toilet a mess. Skid marks on the porcelain. Pubic hair and piss drops on the rim of the toilet. My master has never humiliated me like that. He is not into bathroom play thankfully. I was beginning to understand why I was here. As a submissive whore, I needed to realize how lucky I was to have a master who is just into bondage and other BDSM games. This guy I was lent to for the week made me see how good I have it as a whore. I do not ever want to have to lick a nasty ass toilet again. I never want to swallow piss or be pissed on like I am a piece of turf. I was smacked around and whipped too on top of being a human toilet. When I was returned to my master, I was a new whore. I was more appreciative of what my master does and does not do to me. Sometimes, I you must be reminded that the grass is not always greener on the other side.