Every individual has their own peak in life, whether it’s in their career or in sports. However, for a slave, the ultimate achievement is serving a Goddess like me, to the fullest extent. I have numerous candidates who are eager to please me in every way possible, but I only choose the ones that catch my attention the most. Not all slaves are worthy of being in the same room as me, touching me, or even tasting me. This slave traveled all the way from Italy, just to please me, and to reach the ultimate level of a slave’s submission, to be my personal toilet for a day. I see his commitment as a sign of loyalty, and I know how to treat slaves that are loyal. They can have my lowest possible things, to worship, adore and consume. The delicious dirt under my shoes is to be eaten, my holy and beautiful feet are to be cleaned, my farts are better than air itself, and my shit makes me become a part of you. You are what you eat, right? Isn’t he lucky? Even if it smells, and tastes foul, he keeps on eating, because my pleasure is more important than a slave’s feelings, and puking my sacred shit is something I don’t tolerate. I am just a single individual, yet I feed people from all around the globe, that’s just the kind Goddess I am.