Chrissie was hurting more and more from the huge buttplug that was strapped in place inside her, but she was doing her best to tolerate it.  “I really need to pee,”she said, hoping that if she released her bladder that the other pain wouldn’t bother her as much.

“Ah.  One moment,”Carlos said and he retrieved something from a cupboard and then disappeared from Chrissie’s view.  A moment later he said, “Cameras are aimed and are recording.  Go ahead.”

“Here?  Like this?”

“Correct.”

Chrissie blushed and relaxed her bladder.  Her normal gush of urine and instant relief didn't happen.  Instead it felt like it did when she would pinch the end of her sheath closed and let her urine fill it up like a balloon and only leak out a bit at a time.  This time there was no urine in her sheath.  The flow was simply restricted by the size of the catheter and the drain tube and hole in the chastity cone.

A steady but slow stream of urine drained out of the hole, down the back of her balls, and into the tub, mixing with her semen and washing most of it down the drain.  Instead of peeing in a matter of seconds, it took her two minutes to stop leaking urine out of the ring hole.  Carlos used a sprayer to wash the last remnants of her seed and urine down the drain then he untied her and helped her to her feet.

Chrissie apprehensively asked, “S-So you said oral was next?”

“That was the original plan.  However, now there is something that Mister Fartrotter said you need to take care of.”

Chrissie smiled.  “How would you like me positioned to drink your pee?”

“Not that just yet.” Carlos went around to the front of the tub and withdrew a large clear bowl.  It was obvious that it held the cum, urine, and water that was just washed down the bathtub drain.  Carlos hadn’t used a lot of water, but it was enough to double the volume of liquid there would have been otherwise.

“I can’t drink all of that,”Chrissie moaned.

“Are you disobeying your Master?”

Chrissie took the large bowel, put it to her lips, and tilted it.  She managed to get about a quarter of it down then stopped.  “Oh, that is nasty.  Why is it so much worse than yesterday?”

“Perhaps because you were drinking urine yesterday and thus your own urine is stronger today.  Now drink it all.”

Chrissie whimpered and brought the bowl back to her lips.  She managed to drink more than half of what was left and then stopped.  She quickly set the bowl down and held her stomach.  “I think I’m going to barf.”

“Unacceptable,”Carlos said and began working with an app he had.

A moment later, Chrissie let out a shriek of surprise and pain as a strong electrical jolt was discharged all around her penis and inside of her urethra.  “Your master says you must finish it and that you may not vomit.  This particular kind of pain was designed to help prevent you from vomiting.  Do you need another shock, or can you finish drinking without it?”

Chrissie moaned and reached for the bowl, but before she got hold of it, Carlos shocked her again.  He said, “When a submissive is being punished, they will answer promptly when given a question.”

“Yes, Master.  I am sorry.  I will…ahhh!” She screamed as she was shocked a third time.

Carlos had seemed neutral about punishing her until that last time.  He growled slightly as he stated, “I am not your master.  That is an insult to your masters and to mine.”

Chrissie sobbed.  “I am sorry.  How should I address you?”

There was a fourth shock.  “When being punished do not use personal pronouns like ‘I’and ‘me’  During your punishment you may address me as ‘Sir’”

“Yes, Sir.  I’m sorry.  I mean, this one is sorry, Sir.”

“Drink,”Carlos said sternly.

Chrissie was shaking as she picked up the bowl with both paws and began to drink again.  She didn’t stop until it was empty, even licking up a last bit of her own cum that stubbornly clung to the bowl instead of going down her throat like it was supposed to.

Carlos looked at the bowl, nodded, and then said, “Punishment is over.  You may call me Carlos again.” He took the bowl from her and washed it in the sink with soap, water, and bleach, then rinsed and dried it and finally he returned it to the cupboard.

“Why did the shocks stop me from puking?”

“I do not know why it works, but I can say that it only works for some people.  I am glad it worked for you.  I despise being anywhere near vomit.”

“T-thank you for making me obey and pushing me.  I’m feeling a little full now.  What if someone wants me to drink their pee?”

“Then you drink it.  Surely you chugged sodas or beer before?”

“Ew, not beer.”

“Interesting.  But come on, the day is passing and there is more to be done.” Carlos led Chrissie out of the room by her leash.  He took her to a part of the store that had all kinds of gags, muzzles, bridle and bit tack, and even some species-play hoods.  He took her over to a cone that looked just like the one that had been in her ass, except that it was stationary.  He wiped it down with rubbing alcohol, let it dry, then told her to see how wide she could get it into her mouth without pain.

Chrissie did as she was told.  

Carlos smiled.  “Very good.  You will be able to orally service your master’s mighty penis.” He picked up a wide but short penis gag, alcoholed it like before with the cone, and told Chrissie to put it in her mouth.  

The bunny looked all around but she and Carlos were the only ones in this section of the store.  She still blushed slightly but did as she was told.  
Carlos felt around her jaw and then strapped the plug in position.  “It is acceptable.  I will get the next one.” He returned with one about the same diameter but almost 9 inches long.  “It may take practice to learn to breathe around this with it partially down your throat.  Do not strap it in until you can breathe for at least 5 minutes with it in place.”

Chrissie’s eyes went wide and she tried to tell Carlos she would never be able to do that, but the short, thick penis gag kept her words completely unintelligible.  

Carlos, despite actually being able to make out what she was trying to say due to years of practice listening to gagged people, carried on as if he hadn’t understood her protests.  “For the next surprise, it would be best if you wore this.” He took a yellow handkerchief and folded it into a blindfold, tying it around her head so that she couldn’t see anything.

Carlos then produced a urinal attachment.  He threaded it around the hole in the penis gag, adjusted it slightly so it was level with the floor, then tightened it down.  “On your knees,”he commanded, gently helping Chrissie to kneel.  A moment later she detected the scent of the canine’s musk, then the taste of urine entered her mouth.  The flow was slow, coming out of Carlos’chastity cage ring just like it had when she peed with hers in place.  It was also just as strong as her own had been, but not diluted with water to make it easier to stomach.

Carlos finished urinating then said, “This is a very expensive, high tech attachment.  There are liquid sensors embedded into the urinal.  If you do not keep it balanced and it is getting close to spilling, your chastity cage will shock you.  If you let it overflow, your chastity cage will shock you.  If the liquid in it stays at the same level for too long because you aren’t swallowing fast enough, it will shock you.  If you drink quickly each time it is filled and don’t spill any, you will be rewarded with your buttplug vibrating against your prostate.”

Chrissie was swallowing as fast as she could, sucking at the penis plug in her mouth to try to get the pee out of the urinal faster.  She guessed she was fast enough because she was suddenly sucking air and wasn’t getting any more urine and still she hadn’t been shocked.

A new, familiar scent filled Chrissie’s nose.  Even though she couldn’t see, she was sure that it was Candy.  There was a click and a moment later she was drinking strong urine with a lot of female juices.  At times it was so viscous that she had to fight to suck it through the hole in the penis gag.  She was surprised she was still able to drink with what Carlos forced her to drink of her own, plus his, which had seemed like a lot.  She reasoned that it was probably because she didn’t want to disappoint her master.

“Oh, Fuck, that is so much better,”Candy’s voice sounded clearly in Chrissie’s ears.  “This damned chastity shield has a secret little urethral shield that redirects my pee all the way to the end of my vagina and then lets it all leak out.  I’m not even sure if that is safe, but Blake said it was hot and he wanted you to get more taste for pussy juice.  I might have to sports cream his balls for this one.  Ouch!  Fuck!” Candy yelped as she had her clit shocked.

Carlos said, “It is unacceptable for a submissive, even a switch such as yourself, to speak of doing such naughty things to their master while in public.  Now, if you are done using the urinal, please step aside for the next employee that needs to use it.”

“Her,”Candy corrected, then yelped as her clit was shocked again.

“It, when wearing the urinal attachment.  With the attachment on, the submissive is furniture.”

Chrissie didn’t want Candy to step away.  The next person was a skunk, with a vagina in a chastity shield, which also released a lot of female juices into the urinal before she even began to pee.  Chrissie savored the pussy juice but choked at the taste and how strong the woman’s urine was.  It was difficult to swallow and there was a lot of it.  Then he heard a voice say, “This urinal slave thanks you for letting her release into your urinal unit.  This one will return to serving others in need.”

Chrissie managed to drink all of the urine for the third time.  There was a quiet ding and if she had been able to see there would have been a little green LED visible on the urinal attachment.  The massive dildo which was locked into her ass began to vibrate intensely, causing her to immediately begin producing even more precum than she had already been leaking just from having it inside of her.

Carlos removed the blindfold and poured a red liquid into the urinal.  Chrissie started to panic fearing it might be blood but then she tasted tomato juice.  She would have known what it was if her sinuses weren’t still overwhelmed with the scents of bunny and skunk vaginas.  She paused drinking and noticed the green LED went off and a yellow one lit up.  She quickly sucked the last of the tomato juice from the rubber urinal bowl and the light returned to green.

Without giving her time to rest, Carlos poured a cup of lukewarm tap water into the urinal bowl, rinsing away the remains of the tomato juice.  Chrissie struggled to suck it down as well.  Her stomach ached from drinking so much liquids so fast.  She also needed to belch but didn’t know what that would do to the sensors if she hadn't finished drinking.  After she swallowed the last of the water she belched, amused that it sounded funny coming out of the rubber urinal bowl.  Even after belching she felt stuffed, and couldn’t help but groan miserably.

Carlos flipped a switch on the urinal bowl, turning it off, then unstrapped the rig from her face.  “I did not expect you to succeed after your complaints in the anal sizing room.  Well done.” He touched the app on his phone and the buttplug vibrations incrased.

Chrissie rubbed her jaw and smacked her lips.  “Do they have bigger holes to drink through?”she asked.

“Of course.  I will have these two gags sterilized and get you equally sized ones with bigger holes.  My, you are an eager urinal.  I do so like to see that in a new submissive.  I wish all new urinals were more like you.” Carlos took the long penis gag away as well so as to replace it with a bigger-holed one.

“Thank you, Carlos, Sir,”Chrissie said, not sure which form of address she should be using at that moment.

“You are quite welcome, slave Chrissie.”