I walk into the empty club, the manager smiling as he sees me, my naked, collared and chastity locked body telling him exactly who I am. My newest client smiles and comes over to me, quickly guiding me away.

"I'm so glad you could make it, we have a serious problem which you can solve." I smile, confused as to what I could possibly do but happy that my presence is needed and that I made him happy. I stand still and open my mouth, allowing the large ring gag to slide behind my teeth, holding my mouth wide open, ready for whatever is required of it. I obediently follow as I'm led down the corridor and to the men's room. Am I to work the glory hole or something? As we step into the room I quickly realise what my role tonight will be and my heart starts racing, as I see the out of order signs on the urinals against a filthy stained and discoloured wall, I moan slightly in dread into my gag as I'm pushed down to a kneeling position on the grimy hard floor between the two broken urinals, my wrists cuffed to the pipes either side of them, locking me in place. I pull of the cuffs but the pipes hold, not allowing me to get away from my disgusting fate. 

"It's so good to have you, especially at such short notice, we had a last minute plumbing emergency, our guests can sometimes be a bit hard on a facilities, and we can't open the club without a working toilet. Have fun toilet slave, you'll be very busy tonight." At this he gets up and leaves, I moan and desperately pull on my restraints, knowing that by the end of the night my stomach will be full of strangers piss and maybe worse. 

I wait in the bathroom, hearing music starting, the vibrations travelling through the walls, and the sounds of loads of people entering the club. I hear the door open and a man looks at me shocked for a moment before seeing the sign and shrugs, unzipping as he steps towards me, his warm piss spraying my face, mostly getting into my open mouth, I gulp down his piss before he shakes drops over my face and leaves, my cock straining hard as I taste his piss as it lingers in my mouth and drips down my bound body. I hear two more people enter and moan needingly, letting them know that I want their piss. 

I breath hard through my gag, my mouth filled with the taste of various flavours of piss, my stomach full, I've lost count of how many people have used me and how much piss I have drunk. I pull on my restraints, feeling slightly sick and wanting this all to be over. How much longer will I be here? How many more people will use me? The last question is immediately answered as another person walks in obviously desperate and pulls out their cock, my open mouth quickly filling with another drink of warm piss, which I force down my throat and into my full stomach. 

I listen as two men moan and fuck in one of the cubicles, my cock straining painfully in its cage, I wish someone could use me, the smell of piss is slowly driving me crazy, I just want some relief. I moan hornily as the two men leave, they smile at me amused.

"You enjoy hearing us toilet boy?" I moan pleadingly, hoping they'd also want to fuck me. 

"You want this?" He holds up his full used condom, the idea of having anything but the taste of piss in my mouth excites me and before I can think I moan pleadingly in response. He smiles and walks up to me and I feel the strangers warm cum flow over my mouth, enjoying the taste of something that isn't piss. He leaves the now empty condom on my shoulder and smiles.

"Enjoy your meal toilet." He turns and leaves, laughing with his lover, the humiliation causing my cock to strain even harder while drops of cum from the used condom drip down my back. 

I hear the flush of the cubicle and the man inside grumble and stumble out holding up his trousers. he sees me and smiles, dropping his trousers, his unwashed ass coming into view as he begins to back towards me. Oh no! please no! I try to tell him no through my gag but my mumbling cries fall on deaf ears as I pull on my cuffs, the smell hitting my nose as I look on in horror, not able to get away as my face is buried between his hairy and sweaty ass cheeks, the revolting smell filling my nose as my tongue helplessly forces itself to taste his foul ass, licking it clean, consuming everything I wipe off of him, sliding my tongue deep inside his dirty asshole, making sure that I give him a good and deep clean. Without even acknowledging me he pulls his trousers up and leaves, the horrid taste lingering in my mouth causing me to shiver sightly in disgust, my cock straining hard, reminding me that I'm here to do a job that only I can do, I'm a toilet, I shouldn't mind being used in such a way. 

I rest tiredly, my insides swelling, full to bursting with piss, my bladder painfully full as I’m forced to hold it all inside my body like a good toilet. The music seems to be dying down, less people have come in lately, hopefully my shift here is nearly over. I groan slightly as I hear the door open and a drunk man stumbles in, his cock already out. Warm piss hits my face as his unsteady aim misses, my eyes stinging as he sprays me. covering my body in piss, soaking me in the foul liquid. 

I groan as the manager walks in, he smiles at me.

"Well done slave, you really helped us out of a problem. The plumber should be here on Monday, so after a chat with your master I've booked you for the rest of the weekend." What! No! Today is Friday, I can’t stay here as a urinal for another two nights! I moan into my gag, pleading to be let out.

"Don’t worry, you won't stay there while not in use." He unlocks my cuffs and I rise to my feet, somewhat unsteadily due to my full stomach. I stumble weakly forwards as he guides me into the stinking stall and sits me down on the toilet, cuffing me to the pipes. I feel the tip of a water bottle against my lips and the refreshing clean water pour into my mouth, my body gulping it down, desperate for any drink that isn’t piss.

"There we go, you can rest here until tomorrow night." With that he smiles and leaves, the lights turning off, leaving me in darkness, my painfully full bladder almost exploding as I'm finally able to relieve myself, my ass quickly following, filling the room with the foul smell of my liquid diet, my cuffed hands desperately trying to reach the handle to flush it away but it is far out of reach, forcing me to sit and rest in my revolting stench.