Its a lazy morning, and an urgent need hits me: I have to use the bathroom, but its occupied by my husband. With a mischievous smirk, I decide theres no need to wait. I call over a random slave, one of the ones lingering around the house, always ready to serve their Mistress. You, come here! I command, pointing at him with an imperious gesture. He approaches, visibly nervous, and I fix him with a stare that brooks no defiance. Youll be my human toilet now, I declare, relishing the shock that flashes across his face.Its his first time, and he dares to mumble a refusal, but my commanding tone and unyielding smile silence him instantly. He cant say no to me. To tease him further and cement his submission, I decide to offer a tantalizing taste of my power. Come closer, I say, beckoning him to lean toward me. Smell. I allow him to inhale the potent scent of my pussy, still rich with the musky aroma from last night when my husband had me. I havent washed, and the lingering trace of his cum is heady, a mix that leaves him teetering between repulsion and reverence. Like it, dont you, cuckold? I taunt, laughing at his bewildered expression.Pleased with his humiliation, I move to the main event. Lie down, I instruct, gesturing to the floor with a dismissive flick of my hand. He complies, trembling, as I grab a chair and sit on it backward, positioning my ass directly above his face. With a wicked grin, I slowly clench and relax my anus, teasing him, until a copious, soft load of shit lands squarely on his face. The pungent smell fills the air, and his muffled groan draws a chuckle from me. Isnt this a divine privilege? I say, watching him squirm beneath my dominance.Im not done yet. To top it off, I unleash a generous stream of hot piss, drenching his face and mingling with the previous gift, creating a golden pool that marks him as mine. I leave him there, sprawled on the floor, with shit and piss dripping from his face, ****** to contemplate his new reality. Hes become a human toilet, whether he wanted to or not, and my power over him is absolute. Welcome to your new life, I say, rising gracefully and leaving him to reflect on his submission, my triumphant smile lighting up the room.