It’s a quiet Sunday morning, and as is my tradition, I’ve summoned my slaves to film videos that showcase my absolute dominance. I’m lounging comfortably on my throne, dressed in a sleek black leather bodysuit that clings to every curve, radiating power and allure. My high heels gleam under the light, and the air hums with my authority. I glance at the clock: it’s 9:30, and the slave scheduled for today is already half an hour late. Punctuality is non-negotiable, and this lapse will come with a price.A timid knock breaks my reverie. “Enter!” I call out, my voice sharp and commanding. The slave shuffles in, head bowed, his face etched with guilt. I fix him with a disdainful stare, a sly smile curling my lips as the bodysuit accentuates my commanding presence. “Half an hour late,” I say, my tone dripping with mockery. “Care to explain?” He mumbles apologies, but they’re far too late to matter. “You’ll make up for it,” I declare, my smile widening with wicked intent.A sudden twinge in my stomach sparks an idea—a perfect, humiliating punishment for this worm. What better way to mark his failure than to make him my personal toilet? “Lie down,” I say, gesturing to the floor with a dismissive flick of my hand. He hesitates, eyes wide, murmuring that it’s his first time. “And why should that matter?” I retort, chuckling. “Mistakes have consequences, and you’ll embrace yours.”First, I decide to tease him into his role. “Kneel behind me,” I instruct, easing the bodysuit aside to reveal my anus. “Use your tongue and tell me what you sense.” He trembles as he complies, his hesitant tongue exploring with nervous reverence. “Well? Can you feel my caviar ready to emerge?” I taunt, savoring his discomfort and my complete control.Pleased, I position myself above him as he lies on the cold floor. I keep my sky-high heels on, their click echoing as I balance on the footrests of my throne for stability. The bodysuit hugs my form, amplifying the intensity of the moment. “Open your mouth,” I say, my voice laced with authority. “Receive my gift.” With a smirk, I release a soft, abundant load into his waiting mouth, laced with remnants of last night’s tomatoes and corn. “Quite the delicacy, isn’t it?” I laugh, watching his reaction with amusement.I slip on glossy black latex gloves, their sheen adding to my commanding aura, and gesture for him to savor the experience. “Notice the bits of corn and tomato? A special treat just for you,” I tease, giggling at his predicament. The scene is utterly entertaining. I leave him there, lying on the floor, relishing my divine offering, his face a mix of awe and humiliation. For his first time as a human toilet, he’s managing quite well.To complete his service, I grace him with my golden champagne, a generous stream of piss to wash down his experience, cementing his submission. What a perfect way to start a Sunday, with this worm humbled beneath my power, the bodysuit gleaming as I reign supreme!

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