Angela, my favorite prostitute, has always been my object of desire for a unique purpose. Today, my dream of turning her into our family toilet bowl came true. Caught off-guard, Angela found herself serving my husband and me, reduced to a living toilet. Fear and dread filled her eyes as she moaned, yet she was unable to resist as I crushed her with my weight, sitting on her feet.
My husband and I take great pleasure in training slaves to become our cocksuckers and personal toilets. There’s something exhilarating about watching a slave eagerly smacking their lips, savoring every inch of our cocks. The feeling of them licking our asses, eagerly waiting for us to shit in their warm, open mouths, is indescribable. Today, Angela will learn her new purpose.