This morning, I am experiencing stomach discomfort. My slave has been anticipating my arrival throughout the night, his testicles bound and distended. My mood is sour, and he must atone for it. After delivering a stinging slap to his swollen sacs, I release a damp fart into his mouth. This signals a more severe ordeal for him later in the day. He dutifully seals his lips over my anus, ensuring no scent or residue escapes. His reward for this task is an intensely agonizing handjob. I am merciless, but he is no longer a human being – he is an object, a toilet, a plaything for my entertainment.