You are a toilet, a latrine, a waste receptacle. You lie with your head in the toilet, mouth open, eagerly awaiting your master’s use. You have no thoughts or desires of your own, your only purpose is to please your master.
In enters your master, sparing you not even a second glance. You are nothing more than a disposable object to be used and discarded. Your master’s ass opens, releasing a wet fart into your mouth. You swallow without hesitation, savoring the taste of your master’s excrement.
Another helping of softer shit is offered to you, and you accept it willingly. After all, you have agreed to be your master’s permanent living toilet. You eat faster, knowing that your next visitor will be arriving soon.
A slave woman enters the bathroom, ignoring your presence. You are nothing more than a thing to her. She takes her seat on the toilet, releasing a thick, fragrant shit into your mouth. You swallow quickly, not wanting to waste a single morsel of your mistress’s excrement.
You are lucky to be used in such a way, to be the receptacle for another’s waste. Lie back and enjoy the taste of shit in your mouth, knowing that you are fulfilling your purpose as a latrine.