You can't

Staring at the man in front of you, you can't bare to get on your knees and service him. You've done something similar with the toy, but it's not the same.

You _can _call her Master, but you won't do this.

"Master, I'll take the bedpan." You sigh.

There is a long pause before a response comes from above you. "Very well."

The wall slides up again and you watch the toilet disappear into some black hollow before the wall closes up. When you turn back to the door the man is gone, evidently retrieving the bedpan. You stand there for a moment looking at the open door, but you know there are at least 2 people watching you from above. You wouldn't get far if you tried to run. When the man returns his pants are back on, and he swiftly returns the bedpan to your hands. Now his quick stride has the slightest tinge of disappointment to it.

"Carry on." The speakers say.