Give them lip

It's hard to talk with a mouth that hasn't been used for so long, but you manage to select several choice words for Krik, who snarls.

"I put in so much effort for you, and still you're like this. Fine. If this is how you want to play it."

They shove the gag back in your mouth and set off at a rapid pace. It's impossible to keep up enough to avoid pain; the whole journey, both of your tits, your clit and your ass are all screaming, but you can only concentrate on not falling over. You recognise that you're back in the bedroom when Krik pushes you forward onto the grate and starts untying you. The ropes pull away from your skin like band-aids, cemented down with old cum.

You're not free for long. Krik wraps your arms around two of the bars of your cage and ties them again, wrist to elbow. The rope is wrappes around your breasts once more and pulled painfully tight. Then they vanish, while you try to find some way to sit that doesn't push on the plug in your ass.

Still blindfolded and gagged, you can't see or protest as they do something to your nipple rings. Their hands come away, and the rings pull downward painfully -- weights. They've attached weights. Something is written across your chest and belly.

Krik slides you high enough up the cage bars to remove the plug in your ass. Your relief quickly fades as they push something else in. Thinner than the plug, it seems, but longer. It sinks all the way in your ass, and then the plug is replaced after it.

Krik shoves a finger roughly into your cunt, clicks something, and it becomes clear what the thing in your ass is -- a vibrator. The most powerful vibrator you've ever felt. The vibrations hum through your entire pelvis; Krik can definitely feel them in you cunt. Apparently satisfied, they turn the vibrator off, clean their finger on your tongue, and leave.

You're alone for about ten minutes before you hear someone come in. They pause in front of you, probably reading the note on your belly, and chuckle. A cock is shoved in your mouth, and for one insane moment you hope that they'll come and you can eat something... but they're not hard, or at least not more hard than Chullians generally are all the time.

Instead, they start to piss. They piss a powerful torrent down your throat, and leave.

The next person to come in also pisses down your throat, but then they lift you up, slide your cunt onto their cock, and turn the vibrator on. The vibrator is painful enough, but every thrust bounces your whole body up and down the cage bars. Your swollen, weighted tits jerk painfully with every bounce. After the Chullian cums, they drop you on the floor and leave without another word.

Your whole day goes like that; sometimes being a toilet, sometimes being a vibrating fucktoy. The reception to the vibrator is very positive; you hear a couple of casual conversations about keeping it as a regular feature, at least until your ass is fuckable. Once, Krik comes in -- after days of following them blindfolded, you'd know their footsteps anywhere -- fucks you with the vibrator on, and leave it on when they leave, and you're certain it's on purpose. That's twenty minutes of **** until someone else comes in for a fuck and turns it off afterward.

You pass out several times, of course, but that powerful vibration or a mouth full of piss always manages to wake you up. You know it's night time when you hear the Chullians go to bed. Nobody lets you down or unweights your breasts, but at least you have several hours of uninterrupted unconsciousness before six Chullians decide to take their morning piss in your throat.

"Good morning, Dreg!" Tortik says cheerfully after they're done pissing. "I bet you're glad to be back, huh?"