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        You couldn’t tell if your excitement was purely from horniness or fear. At the moment, you were positioned in a tight, steel, rectangular box of sorts in the ground within your bathroom. You barely fit inside of it - your knees were scrunched up and your head was hitting the back constantly. But that was nowhere near the worst - or maybe best? - part. 


        Going straight into your mouth was a long, clear tube that connected to a toilet above you. All waste that went in was deposited right into your mouth, and you had no choice but to swallow every bit of it. On your cock was an electric cage of sorts connected to the toilet’s lever - when it was pressed, instead of flushing the toilet (since the waste was funneled right into you anyway), it would electrocute your cock for as long as it was held down. It was incredibly painful and always left searing black marks on your cock. On your balls was a contraption with a similar purpose - they were shoved into a small little box of their own that, as the toilet’s lever was pressed, would have two plates of steel slowly, slowly inch close and closer to each other, with your balls right in the middle. If the lever was held down long enough, they would begin to crush your balls, ever so slowly flattening them until they popped, increasing the incredible pain from the electrocution of you shaft that would surely have you foaming at your mouth by then. The plates of steel would then, of course, retract and begin squeezing again as soon as they detected your balls having regenerated. 


        Yes, that’s correct - your balls could regenerate. They gained that ability along with your entire body when your mistress, the beautiful and cruel bunny Belle, had given you an injection straight into your cock after smashing your balls into the hardwood floor, causing you to regenerate your body at ridiculous speeds. This included even bringing back severed limbs. Ever since then, every day was filled with genital torture and mutilation - you could rarely even go a few hours without her popping your balls in her hands without warning. Usually, it was a much more cruel and slow method of torture though, such as making you boil them like eggs, or cook your shaft like sausage. 


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        Due to this ability, the machine made to slowly crush your balls was remade to not only actually actually be able to fully smash your balls (previously, it would only make them incredibly flat and keep them there), but it would also spring back open, wait for your balls to regenerate, and then start slowly smashing them again. Or so you had been told - it hadn’t actually happened quite yet. You had just gotten into this contraption, after all. 


        The walls and floors were made of steel, but the ceiling was made of glass, presumably so whoever was using you could see you. Belle smiled at you as she closed the glass on top of you and locked it in - you wouldn’t be getting out for a while, the glass was reinforced and the lock wouldn’t come undone until at least 24 hours had passed. Belle smiled at you sadistically. The lock was made so she could change the time as she saw fit, though she could only turn it up, not down - you had both learned that the hard way, when you just wanted to try it for a little bit, only to find you would have to deal with eating Belle’s waste for the rest of those 24 hours, since there weren’t any other bathrooms in the house for her to use and you were locked in. She did not actually have to use the lever during that time, but of course she did anyways - she said after you were finally out that she just forgot you were down there, but you knew that wasn’t true - you could see her giggling and fingering herself as she listened to your groaning and watched you squirm while your shaft was lit up and your balls were flattened. She made you swallow a great amount of her cum that day too.


        That was the only other time you had ever used it, but it had always remained as a threat for Belle’s use. If you ever wanted a break from the torture, she would remind you of the toilet box, and you would gulp and nod your head. Whenever she used you as her toilet outside the contraption, she would remind you that if you let too much piss or shit fall onto the floor, you would be going inside for at least a full day to learn your lesson. It was a terrifying threat, but it always turned you on immensely. Despite that, you were always terrified of it - you avoided it like the plague. But that morning, you had screwed up immensely.


        Your mistress greeted you just as normal. She was sitting naked on one of the stools in the kitchen, smiling at you cruelly as you came down the stairs. “Hello darling~” She said to you, immediately getting up and giving you a hug - her body was always warm and fuzzy. She then let go, knelt down, and wrapped her mouth around your shaft. Right as you began to get erect and excited, she bit down into it and tore it off, chewing and swallowing your shaft as you fell to the floor, screaming in pain. She laughed at you as she sat on your head. “I have a little game I wanna play with you today. Remember the end of No Nut November? I’m giving you a chance to redeem yourself.” She eventually got off of you, and you stood up soon after, your shaft already regenerating. “Come over to the couch,” she said, walking over. You followed of course. “Sit down and spread your legs.” You did as you were told, awaiting her to begin stomping on your genitals as usual, but she instead got down on her knees and wrapped her mouth around your shaft once again. By now, it had grown back - the regeneration rate was ridiculously fast. You braced yourself for her to chomp it off once again, but instead, she began to give you an actual blowjob. It had been a long time since you had received that - it was rare for Belle to give you such, well, normal pleasures as that without a great, painful price. 


She stopped pretty quickly, laying her head on your shaft and rubbing your tip with one finger. Her little furball tail jiggled as she spoke seductively, “I’m going to give you some head today, darling. I think you’ve earned it with all I’ve put you through. However, if you cum a single time, you’re going in the toilet box. Understood?” You shook your head yes - saying no would just get you punished faster. You shook with pure fear as she resumed her blow job and your cock hardened. You didn’t want to go back there, you couldn’t.


And in all your fear, possibly the worst thing that could’ve happened, even worse than just cumming into her mouth, in your fear, a leak of piss came out. You hadn’t even registered the fact that you were holding it, but obviously, you had been close to the edge. She removed her head from your dick and, to your surprise, swallowed your piss. She then put her head back on your dick and immediately bit it off, speaking as she chewed on it. “Big mistake, slave~ If you had came, I was planning to let you off easy, maybe just have you keep your genitals in the paper shredder for an hour or so, but you’ve done something horribly humiliating to your mistress.” She placed both hands gently around your balls, opened the sack with her claws, and then smashed your exposed testes. “You need to be punished hard for that one~” She smiled at you, blushing slightly. She was obviously extremely excited, unphased by swallowing the piss - it wasn’t that bad for her to swallow a little, considering how often you chugged hers. She was just happy that she had a good reason to put you in the toilet box - she had dreamed of doing it for a long time, but she needed a reason to punish you hard, and you had just given it to her. Your ears flattened against your head in shame. “Come on, cute little toilet~” She said to you, walking to the bathroom. You followed behind her, crawled in at her command, and there you were, waiting to be used.


She smirked at you. “Ready, slave? Let’s give it a test run~” You could still hear her through the glass - it was made that way on purpose. You couldn’t respond though - the tube of the toilet gagged you. She slowly walked over to the toilet, her paws stepping above you, and she sat down on it. Almost immediately, a horrible smell filled your nose, and her ass crack began to widen as a large, extremely wide log slowly came out. It was an insane size - she must’ve been holding it for a long time, just for you. She did that often - you were forced to eat her shit even outside the toilet box, and she liked to make it as difficult as possible. The huge log of shit eventually fell out of her ass and landed in your mouth. The taste was moist and bitter, absolutely the most disgusting thing you had ever eaten. The cage on your cock tightened as you became erect. You began to eat it as fast as you could, only for another log to drop down, followed by more and more. Eventually, you found yourself swallowing as much as you could as quickly as you could - the entire tube was filled with shit. You were going to be backed up for at least thirty minutes trying to eat it all. “Having trouble down there? Maybe this will help wash it down,” she said as a stream of hot, steamy piss flowed from her and into the toilet bowl, mixing with the shit and trickling straight down your throat. You felt your gag reflex activate over and over again, but you couldn’t do a thing about it. A load of cum shot out of your dick and splattered in between your legs. It was everything you had dreamed of - why were you even scared in the first place? Nothing could be better than your mistress’ shit being piled into your mouth.


“Awe, did my little puppy come just from eating my shit~?” Belle fingered herself, shooting a load of her own cum down into the tubes for you to eventually swallow. “I think you need to be punished for doing that without your mistress’ permission~” She put her paw on the lever of the toilet, and you immediately froze with fear - you remembered now why you were scared. “The toilet’s all backed up - I think it needs to be flushed~” She pushed the lever down, and immediately, the iron cage around your cock began to electrocute it. You screamed into the tube, muffled by the shit, as your dick became more and more red, the shocking sensation only hurting more and more as your dick became more tender. Your balls were soon squeezed as well, slowly being flattened by the contraption. Belle kept holding it down - your balls were soon turned from blue, to purple, to mush. Your head was filled with agony as another load of cum shot out. Your mistress fingered herself as she held it down still, watching black, charred lines form on your shaft and your balls be smashed over and over again, until she had filled the toilet with so much cum that it was pooling inside the toilet bowl - the actual tube was too full of shit, cum, and piss. This would be your life for another 23 hours and 30 minutes. 
She eventually released the lever, and you sighed in relief as your balls were given a break and the electrocution ceased. You began diligently eating the shit once again, enjoying the wonderful meal your mistress had given you. “I’ll be back to fill you up again soon, slave. Eat fast - if I’m not happy with your performance, I’m going to have to flush a few times~” She exited the room, winking at you and turning off the light. You were left in the darkness, the only sensation left for you being the overwhelming taste of your mistress’ waste.


And yet, after what seemed like only ten minutes to you, she returned. She giggled as she turned on the light, holding a long, red string in her hands. “I had an idea toilet~ I think you’re going to like this~” She tied the string to the lever, then pulled on it. You immediately started to scream into the shit that still remained - even though you were almost done with it, there was still a good portion left to get through. She then tied the other end to a bit of the floor, then stood up and smiled at you. “There we go~ Now it’ll just stay on~” She giggled at your pain. “You’re so cute when you’re in agony~ I’ll be back soon to fill up the tubes again, but for now, I’ll let you finish up. Oh, but before that…” She reached for the lock, making sure to show you the interface. It read, “23 hours remaining.” She turned the dial on it, and to your hour, it soon said, “7 days remaining.” She smiled at you. “You know I can’t turn it back down, right? Looks like you’ll be stick down there for a while~ I’m having guests over tomorrow, and I’m telling them not to use the bathroom until they get here. If needed, I’ll set it up so we have some extra boxes and bowls for them to use so I can just dump their waste in later in case the toilet bowl starts to overflow.” Your eyes widened in shock, fear, pain, and pleasure as she blew you a kiss. “You’re going to have a fun week slave~ Bye bye~” She turned the light off and closed the door on you again, leaving your dick burning, balls being busted over and over, and her cum now flowing down your throat.


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