A slave introduces himself to me, expressing his ambition to become my personal toilet. Curious yet skeptical, I ponder whether I can trust him not to spoil my “fruits.” Seated on a throne-like chair, I encourage him to demonstrate his commitment.
As he confirms his determination, I decide to test him with a simulation: my feet become my chocolate, and my spit transforms into virtual urine. Positioning my foot in his mouth, I push it deep into his throat. Next, I spit into his mouth, and he swallows obediently. Continuing with foot gagging and spitting, he endures retching while swallowing without protest.
Impressed by his resilience, I promote him to the role of my personal toilet. Facesitting excites and intoxicates him as he inhales my perfume and feels my ass and pussy on his face. Now, he is ready to serve.