Summer has passed, autumn has just ended, and all this time I havent used my loo. I know, though, that it has served many the whore. As I sip my coffee, I tell it that the time has come to refurbishment my bathroom or rather, to revamp the taste of me in its mouth. It seems to be in ecstasy, gazing up at me from below, the red of my dress setting it alight. First of all, I give it my snot, blowing it from my nostrils straight into its mouth and throat. Morning cleaning. Then I squat over him, and the first turds come out. Theyre long and thin, like spaghetti connecting my arsehole to his mouth. He chews and swallows, whilst I tell him hes a filthy, stinking piece of shit and spit and phlegm into his mouth. I finish shitting and then its time to piss. Obviously, he swallows it all. He thanks me and confesses that he couldnt wait to be back at my service. I know, I can see it in his arousal through his boxers. Even as time passes, the Mistress – slave relationship remains as vivid as re, just like Scarlet.
