Each male in My life has a purpose. Some might have a potent dick that I like to tease and deny. Others are allowed to offer Me perfected oral services for hours on end. Chattel nuli's mouth has a function: his tongue and mouth must always be available to accept any kind of garbage I care to dispose of. It could be My spit, cigarette ash or My divine piss. Training him as a human trash bin at times requires powerful, but painful, reinforcement. Every failure and mistake will be punished with series of 10 face slaps. I have no use for male objects unless they can perform their assigned roles... Show more