Chinese Extremes Part 5

One morning Lien was one of three sissy-slaves were cleaning the slave toilets. The two others were using their tongues to clean the floor meticulously. Meanwhile Lien was using her tongue to clean the toilets. She was carefully licking the funnel leading down into the mouth of castrated toilet-slaves, making sure that the funnels were absolutely spotless. Failing to do so might result in getting installed as a toilet and Lien wanted to avoid that at all cost. She really hated eating shit, but she knew that she had to do it to please Master. Thinking about Master made it all right.

Just as she was finishing the last of the human toilets, she heard the hard clicking of stilettos on the hard concrete floor. Seeing that it was one of slave supervisors she immediately dropped to her knees along with other two toilet cleaners. The heels came to a halt right in front of Lien and the light soprano of a sissy, who had once been a sergeant in the Chinese army, came from above her head: "Lien, you are to clean your filthy mouth and face and be ready for inspection by Master himself in half-an-hour." As Lien's heart began to pound with happy anticipation the two other, now very envious sissy-slaves, were dismissed and the slave-supervisor looked on as Lien carefully cleaned her face and mouth and straightened her rubber maid's uniform. When she looked good enough and smelled good enough she was led before Master.

Lien followed the slave boss dutifully up, out of the basement and into Master's innermost quarters where she had only been a few times before and then only to clean them. Everything about Master's quarters spelled good taste and luxury. Extreme luxury. When Lien was shown before him, he was sitting behind his desk in his discrete, yet obviously extremely luxurious, office. Reclined in his Scandinavian designer chair, Master was dressed in a light Italian suit and to Lien he looked beautiful, almost like a god, which for all intents and purposes he was to Lien. With as much grace as she could muster considering that her knees were almost buckling from lust at seeing him like this, Lien dropped first to her knees and then forward onto her face to worship Master. Right behind her the slave boss who had fetched her, did the same thing as she said: "Master, may it please you Master, the worthless sissy-slut Lien."