I feed and nourish this depraved slut of a toilet, and she, in gratitude, defecates in the morning at dawn, waking me. She desires a cookie with the taste of a penis, here is your cookie, my bitch, and if you wish, here is a banana to train your deep throat. All of this is for her. And in the morning, she is the Mistress, Mistress, I want to defecate. Go defecate, I am not bothering you or forbidding. So she will sit in the middle of the room and defecate a foul-smelling pile of feces, and then she will say to me in a sweet voice: Good morning my Mistress.