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Relax. It's not the end of the world, okay? You were doing so well too... you ate your kibble without complaint, stayed on all fours when I told you to, even wagged that cute little tail for me. But a good pet follows *all* of my rules, not just the ones that feel easy or fun. Drinking from your bowl is part of being mine this weekend, it’s humbling, it reminds you of your place. And when you refuse me, there are consequences. Take a deep breath. This toilet is used by my husband and his friends after they’ve had a few drinks, so don’t expect it to taste like bottled water. It gets cleaned once a week, whether it needs it or not, today isn’t cleaning day. I want you to drink at least five big mouthfuls. Don't just sip; get your whole face in there if you have to. The best way is to lower your head slowly, part your lips, and let the water flow into your mouth without fighting it. Good girl, just like that. Look at you, a natural already, no hesitation, no mess. You’re taking those deep gulps so obediently, just the way a well-trained pet should. See? It wasn’t so bad, was it? You're even lapping it up eagerly now. I knew you had it in you. Such a pretty, submissive thing, drinking right from where my husband and his buddies piss without a second thought. That’s my good girl. Keep going, sweetie, you’ve earned your praise.