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The picnic You have a unused half bath off the back room you never use, so you decide to put it to good use. Above the toilet you tape a sign that says “#2 only.” You do some custom plumbing to the toilet...water goes to the sewer and “solids” head down another pipe. You also install a urinal. The drain from this joins the “solids” pipe from the toilet. Now, this pipe joins a clear plastic tube that leads to the top of a clear acrylic tank in the basement, like an extra large aquarium. There’s a one way vent tube protruding from the top, designed to let air escape as the tank fills. There’s also an overflow valve...if the tank becomes full, the excess sewage will be shunted to the sewer system (to avoid unsightly toilet backups). There’s hidden webcams in the bathroom and more positioned around the aquarium. The neighborhood association has been looking for somewhere to host weekly barbecues. They’ll supply the charcoal and brats, plus a couple kegs of beer. You have a nice large backyard, and the back bathroom is easily reached through the sliding door off the deck. So you volunteer. And then you sign up on a webcam site, and you start advertising that there will be a must see live broadcast each week (coinciding with the neighborhood barbecue oddly enough). I’m excited about the barbecue..I’m looking forward to meeting everyone since you’ve pretty much kept me in my cage in the basement. But, as I’m getting ready for the party, you’re waiting for me outside the shower. When I step out, towel wrapped around me, you tell me you have a surprise for me. You tell me to close my eyes and put my hands behind my back. First, I feel the blindfold slip over my head. Then the handcuffs snapping around my wrists. I’m confused but excited, so I bite my lip and don’t say a word. You lead me down the stairs to the basement. There, you tease my mouth open with the ring gag, then secure it tightly around my head. You help me climb into the aquarium and lay down on my side. Handcuffs are also snapped around my ankles, and my ankles are tugged up behind me, the handcuff chain tied to the cuffs around my wrist. Then the top of the aquarium is locked closed. Still I say nothing. You step back to admire your work. You smile at what you see...my small body naked and hogtied, mouth held wide open, inside an aquarium that’s not much larger, maybe six inches between me and the top. You check the lighting and make sure that the webcams will start broadcasting automatically after the party starts. Before the guests arrive, you post signs “restroom -->” pointing guests the right way. Everyone is thrilled by the turnout. Almost a hundred people stopped by! The only downside was the long line for the bathroom! |
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good princess
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are you such a naughty toilet slut?  I like that! Hope to be invited to one of your garden parties soon!When you come to a fork in the road, take it. __Yogi Berra
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