Naomi cleans the toilets

“Follow me,” the brunette ordered.

Naomi followed to a closet with cleaning supplies on the shelves, there were metal buckets on the floor and sponges and cloths on the shelves.

“Grab a bucket and a sponge,” the woman commanded.

Naomi did as she was told and followed through a few corridors on the ground floor. Through the windows she saw the pool, people were sunbathing around it, while a few others were swimming. There were a couple of hot guys with ripped abs, she wished she was out there in her bikini getting some sun, but she was stuck here, cleaning the place up like she worked here. The worst thing: she wasn’t even getting paid for this. Not to mention the collar, leash and the uniform.

“In here,” the brunette said. She tilted her head to the men’s toilets.

Naomi looked from the woman to the door, her eyes widening. As she walked in, a grey-haired man walked out wearing swimming trunks. This was so embarrassing.

She filled the bucked with water from the sink, then the woman added some soap to made it foam up.

“I want you to clean the whole place up, that means the floors, the benches, the sinks and the toilets. And the urinals. Those especially.” There was a sadistic glint in the woman’s eye when saying that last item on the list.

Naomi gulped as she saw the three cubicles with toilet paper on the floor and piss stains around the base of the toilet and the floor, and the filthy urinals: those long trough type ones.

“Don’t just clean the back of those urinals,” the woman continued. “You need to get in the bottom of them and make them nice and shiny. Any problems?”

Naomi shook her head, though she had a problem with it, all of it.

“Good, I’ll be back in thirty minutes, you should be done by then.”

Naomi grabbed her bucket and started scrubbing the sinks first, since those would be the cleanest. She couldn’t believe she was doing this, but the thought of how they might punish her if she didn’t was her only motivation.

The sinks were done quickly, then she did the floors, starting closest to the door and working her way towards the cubicles. Men walked in from time to time, checked out her ass and watched her work, before using the urinals and leaving.

The smell of piss was strong as she washed behind the toilets, she’d decided to leave the toilets themselves until last. It was so gross washing behind there with the piss and the hairs and dust mixed together; why couldn’t men get it in the damn toilet? She just scrubbed, hoping she wouldn’t have to do this every day.

She took the bucket and sponge over to the toilet and emptied the gross water out, then carried it over to the sink and refilled it before washing her hands. She was so tired from the flight, hopefully she’d be able to rest when this was done.

The urinal was next. Even the floor around it was drenched in urine. Naomi carried her bucket over reluctantly and scrubbed the floor around it. She looked down at the end of the trough; there was a pool of piss, next to where someone had spat gum out around the grate. The thought of clearing that nearly made her sick, she’d have to pick that gum up.

She started scrubbing the back of the urinal, which wasn’t too bad, then worked her way down to the bottom, starting at the far end and working her way to the grate. When she got to the middle, an older man entered, maybe late forties, from what she could see of his grey and grey and black hair. He was short and fat.

She couldn’t believe it when he stood beside her at the urinal and paid her no attention as he unzipped his pants and starting pissing in the urinal. The warm urine splashed from the back and sprayed back at her hair, face and arms.

“Hey, do you mind?” Naomi snapped.

He continued pissing, glaring at her and he turned and sprayed it on the part of the urinal wall where her hands were, getting it all over her hands and the sponge.

“What the fuck?”

“Hey!” the man snapped when he’d finished, his cock still hanging out. “Learn some discipline ****, you’re going to need it here.” He grabbed a fistful of her hair and slapped her face harder than she’d ever been slapped before.

Naomi knelt there in shock as the man washed his hands and left. Once he was gone she cleaned her hands and sponge and finished cleaning the urinals. The pool of piss didn’t seem too gross after what had just happened and she just got on with it, picking the gum out with a couple of fingers, then scrubbing the rest of it away with her sponge.

The brunette woman returned, a scowl on her face. “Why aren’t you finished yet?”

“I’ve just got the toilets to do.”

“You’ve taken too long, I expect it done quicker. I’m going to have to punish you for it, and for your disobedience towards our guests.”