Moon in Cancer 5

I have the urge to shit… I've been walking around for a while thinking about where to do it, I've even thought about doing it in my plate and then throwing it away…

As the minutes pass, the anxiety becomes more unbearable. I notice that the light of the TV is on… I'm going to call him… he can't deny me the right to shit… it's almost seven, and it's already dark.

I turn towards the window on the second floor, ready to shout at him, but I decide to bark instead: WOOOF WOOOF, I bark loudly… I bark again and do it a third time, waiting for his response… the light is still on, but I don't see any movement inside…

When I'm about to bark for the fourth time, Dad comes out of the house, carrying toilet paper and a small bucket.

I wonder how I should tell him that I want to shit without speaking, he wants a dog, and dogs don't talk… but Dad knows everything, he walks straight to the end of the chain that's attached to the pipe and releases it… he takes it, pulling me so I can walk behind him.

I move on all fours, a bit stiff from the lack of movement during the day. The patio has a narrow passageway that leads to the garden of the house, it's a somewhat neglected garden, and there are many areas where the grass has dried up and only dirt remains.

Dad chooses a spot and points it out to me. I've never shit anywhere other than a toilet… I crouch down, I don't have time to feel anything, I'm actually shitting.

The shit comes out easily, Dad holds me from behind with the chain that I have around my neck. When I've released the first turd, I feel a stream of warm pee wetting the bottom of my buttocks… Dad is peeing on me… his urine smells strong and feels hot… it runs down my buttocks.

"Get on all fours with your head on the floor," he orders me, and when I obey, he pees on my anus… the sensation is pleasant, as if he's caressing my ass with his pee… I bite my lips to avoid moaning with pleasure… my cock has been sensitive after masturbating in the afternoon, but now it's getting hard again… while he pees on me, I try to memorize every second of this moment to masturbate at night… I'm very humiliated, but also very aroused.

Dad finishes peeing and I hear him shaking his cock before putting it back in his pants, a tremendous curiosity invades me, I haven't seen it since I was a kid… now I want to see it…

Dad picks up my shit with gloves on his hands and deposits it in a bag. He closes it and then walks towards the hose with which we water the garden - "Here, dog," he orders me, and I move on all fours, inevitably passing through the puddle of his pee.

Dad turns on the hose and wets me with it… the water is icy! He starts with my hair and continues down my back, caressing me while wetting me, it's a very strange mixture of cold and heat, then he points the hose at my ass, opens one of my buttocks with his hand, letting th...