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Veronica found herself tied to a toilet stool, her legs spread wide, and her eyes locked on the figure in front of her. "Toiletman, I'm ready," she said, her voice shaking. She could feel the pressure building up inside her, and she knew she wouldn't be able to hold it much longer. The figure, dressed in a plumber outfit, approached her with a satisfied grin on his face.

Toiletman grabbed a container and positioned it under Veronica's dripping cunt. "You better fill that up good for me, Veronica," he chuckled, pushing his finger back inside her and massaging her G-spot. Veronica moaned and pushed back against him, feeling the pressure within her rising.

Her need to pee became too much to bear, and she gushed out a powerful stream of hot piss into the container. Most of it splashed against her own face, drenching her from head to toe, but she couldn't help but feel a rush of arousal as she watched the amber liquid fill up the container.

Toiletman kept pushing her to utmost limits, and as Veronica's bladder emptied itself again, she let out a long, low moan of mixed pleasure and relief. But even when there was nothing left for her to piss, Toiletman didn't stop. He pulled out a special device from his pocket and inserted it inside her.

It felt strange at first, but as he began to stimulate her prostate gland with gentle movements, Veronica felt her body tingle with pleasure. "More, Toiletman," she whimpered, squirming on the seat. "I need to feel you inside me."

And so, he continued to pump his prostate massager in and out of her, pushing her closer and closer to the edge of orgasm. Her body was flooded with sensations, and she found herself teetering on the brink of ecstasy and total submission. Every time she felt like she couldn't take anymore, Toiletman would remove the device and once again, her bladder would start to fill up with pee.

As the day wore on, Veronica's body grew tired, but her mind was filled with erotic thoughts of Toiletman and all the dirty things he'd made her do. She promised herself that she would never escape his toilet slave training, because she craved his attention and the blissful release he brought her with every piss. She closed her eyes and imagined herself drinking every last drop of her pee from the container, wanting to experience the full sensation of being used and enjoyed by her master.