My friend has a tummy ache today, poor thing. Her shit reveals it: yellowish in colour and above all made of many fragments, which come out of her divine ass in little spurts. The toilet slave must receive them in his mouth and eat them after chewing them. What falls out, she picks up and shoves back into his mouth. A spit of saliva from the mistress can help. The paper with which she wipes her ass then has to be put where it belongs: in her mouth. Me and my other mistress friend enjoyed the scene, amused to see how obedient and devoted our john is. Now we push him on all fours on the terrace and close the French window behind him. And we burst out laughing happily. Nothing is nicer for a mistress than to humiliate these toilet-men. In reducing them more and more to our laughing-stocks.
