Today, I am eager to try out this new submissive, who craves to serve me in one of the most humiliating ways possible: as my human toilet. I am dressed in a form-fitting red latex dress, accentuating my curves and cleavage with studs, exuding sensuality and dominance. The transvestite, who leads a double life, is overjoyed at the prospect of serving me. I command him to greet me by kissing my feet, and then to crawl after me on all fours, pulling him along with a leash. I take my place on the throne, and he continues to worship my feet and legs. After this initial phase of submission and evaluation, I allow him to sniff my underwear and admire my behind. Soon, he will be serving me in a more intimate way, but not without being punished for such a privilege! I spank him with a paddle and my bare hands, leaving his buttocks red. Now, my urge to urinate is becoming unbearable. I make him lie down and fill a glass. I bring it to his cheek, allowing him to feel its warmth. His manhood is erect. I further tease him by pressing my breasts against his face. This is the first time he has served a Mistress and acted as a toilet, and I am delighted by his reactions. I then position myself above his mouth and begin to relieve myself. The jet of urine is evident, and some of it spills down the side of his face. I then proceed to defecate into his mouth. It resembles chocolate that travels from my body to his. I masturbate this aroused submissive. She is excited. I watch her closely as she touches herself now. She reaches her climax with the sight of my behind and the taste of my warm chocolate.