Assume the position, my loyal subject, with your mouth wide open. You are my personal receptacle, a living, breathing toilet, ever ready to receive your Mistress’s waste. Today, I have a special treat for you – I am afflicted with a case of liquid diarrhea, the stinkier, the better. Drink up, consume my filth, and lick my dirty ass clean.
Delve deeper with your tongue, and clean out every last bit of waste. Take pleasure in providing me with relief and contentment. How fortunate you are to be in a position to serve me in such an intimate and degrading manner. I am grateful to have a slave husband who is always available, ever eager to have my shit poured into his mouth. He is, after all, my faithful servant, and my living toilet.