ITALIAN SPEAKINGSitting on my sofa, I offer my bare foot to my slave as a tribute. I let him lick it devoutly, cover it with kisses, and rub his face against it. Then I order him to lie down on his back and distract myself by touching his cock with my foot. I get up and spit in his face. Sometimes, and today is one of those days, something moves in my intestines and a little air escapes from my asshole. So I get up and bend over with my ass towards his face. He knows what to do, he is well trained. He opens his mouth wide like a toilet. And I use him like a toilet, relieving myself with relief. His mouth is full of shit and there is shit on the paper I made him spread on the floor next to him. Immediately, my order, inflexible: Eat, toilet! He chews, gathering the warm shit with his mouth. He helps himself with his tongue, grabbing the pieces of shit with his teeth. And he swallows. He sweeps it all away, without protesting. I feel fine now. My tummy is fine, the little hole is dirty, but as soon as he has finished eating, he will wash it thoroughly with his tongue, which he has rinsed appropriately. What more could I want? Not even the bother of going to the bathroom: my human toilet is much better. And today he even got his ration of food.
