The bit gag perminantly locked in his mouth and the three hours of "play time" had left Tony desperately thirsty. Enough so that he loyally trotted after his owner as obediently as a newborn foal clings to its mother in hopes of milk.
There was a servent waiting for Max outside the little barn carrying a tall glass of iced lemonade on a silver tray. Tony would have run out ahead of his brother for it, had he still had arms to take it with or the ability to open his mouth.
Max took the lemonade for him on his way into the stall. Cool condensation trickling tauntingly along the glass. Tony begged for it whining and leaning in, getting slightly in his master's way.
"Wow there, boy. Easy now. I'm going easy on you today because it's your first day, but don't think I'm afraid to see that snow white hide of yours spanked red as a charry if you get in my way again." He gestured at the racks of riding crops, paddles, hairbrushes and whips next to several stands and whipping posts in the discipline room. Tony hadn't noticed that the door was open until now. He would have gulped, but he was too parched. He stepped back for his master and the lemonade though.
Max smiled approvingly and began to drink the beverage. Not just drink. Chug! He was downing it all! Tony cried out and stomped the floor in frustration and jealousy, looking at the lemonade vanish. It wasn't fair! He stayed where he was though as Max finish the drink with a satisfied sigh. It was clear who was in charge here.
"Silly pony, lemonade isn't for animals. Here. I've been saving up for your drink. I knew you'd be thirsty." Max picked up another hose that looked like it attacked to Tony's gag. He was just getting water then? It wasn't lemonade, but Tony just wanted something to drink. He eagerly allowed the hose to be attacked, not noticing what it connected to.
The device at the end, he realized, looked like some kind of large penis pump. He didn't put two and two together until Max unbundled his parents and whipped out the biggest cock Tony had ever seen. How had that even fit in Max's pants!? Tony whined and bucked at the sight, but Max had already clipped the tight chains onto his nipples rings, keeping him in place.
"I know. I know. It's intimidating. But don't be afraid. I'm not going to thoughtlessly ram this monster into you. No. We'll work our way up to this one. And I'll be sure to make you lube yourself up for it a lot before hand. I had the chronivac increase its size just for you. I even had to do some tweeking so that it shrinks to a manageable size when flaccid so I could get it into my pants. I have perfect control over it too, so it'll only get hard or soft when I want it to be. And I won't cum until I want to finish. And boy do I cum a lot. My endurance is super high now naturally, but you'll have to train to keep up. Look how its throbbing. Excited to see you." Tony whimpered, but his heart raced with lust.
"But none of that matters today. What matters is that you're thirsty and my bladder is at its limit even after I doubled its size with the chronivac. Now drink up and be greatfull." Max slid on the penis pump looking attachment and let loose a streem of yellow.
The urin shot up the hose and into Tony's mouth in moments, filling Tony's dry mouth. Tony wasn't going to swollow. He was going to let it spill out through his clenched teeth. But Max was ready for that. He clamped a large hand over Tony's lips, forcing him to gulp the piss down.
"Hush hush. There you go. Just drink it down. There you go. Such a good boy. Drink it up. Good boy." Max stroked Tony's soft main as he spoke in a pleasent voice. It really did calm Tony down. With his owner's guidance Tony learned his head back and let the pee just flow down his throat. There was so much.
"There you go," Max said as the torrent became a trickle and ended. Tony panted, face flushed and eyes glazed over from the trance Max's soothing had put him in.