Upon crossing my threshold, you are no longer a man, but my slave, my toy, my toilet. From this point forward, I am your Mistress. Your role is now limited to servicing my natural needs. You must and will eat my excrement, drink my urine. You will serve as my ashtray and plaything. You are now mine, for hour, for day, forever.
1. You are my latrine and nothing more, a toilet, a shit-eater. From this point on, I am your Mistress. Your mouth is my latrine, my toilet. You are now mine, a worthless slave. Your destiny is now to be whatever I want you to be. And I want you to eat my excrement and thank me. Open your mouth, take it, eat my shit. Now you are my toilet and shit-eater. Look at me motherfucker. I want to see your eyes when you eat my shit. Eat until you are full. Now go to your seat until I call you.
2. Your place is under my ass, my toilet bowl. You will lie beneath me and wait for your fate, my excrement. Do not expect me to be kind to you, I will feed you all of my excrement. Here it is, a juicy, thick sausage of shit. Open your mouth and chew, swallow your only food from now on. And for dessert, my fragrant liquid diarrhea, just open your throat, let it flow freely into you. You are my latrine now.
3. Fuck, I have shat on the couch. I have shat a huge pile of shit. It is such a relief and such a pleasure, you have no idea. The shit has crashed to the floor and broken into a cake. What a pity that there is no toilet slave now to lick it all up and eat this shit. A huge, delicious shit. But nothing, I will collect it in a tray and I will keep it until the arrival of the toilet slave, let him enjoy my shit directly from the threshold.