How much do you love my kaviar? How much do you love the chocolate gold that comes out of my ass? Would you do anything for it? Would you suffer it? Would you take it at all costs?

Would you give your life for it?

Can you imagine it on your face, overwhelming and enveloping you until you can't breathe? Until your air is stifled out?

Can you imagine me standing over you, knowing that I am the one to cause your end? Knowing that I am the one executing you? Knowing that you will perish because of my kaviar?

Do you adore being my toilet so much that you will ... Show more