Meal to the beast. Our slave lies supine and waits. He already knows what will happen to him. One after another we give him our shit that is delicious to him. We dont fail to piss in his mouth, of course. It serves to swallow more easily. Each one has its own style, its own colour of shit and its own smell. He swallows as best he can. We help him by inserting with our gloved fingers what overflows from his mouth. Lips, tongue, teeth: nothing is saved from being covered in shit. His eyes are half-blinded. He breathes with difficulty. But he must resist: he was born for this, to be shit on by his mistresses. A final shower of spit is our greeting.
