Whether at home or at Casa De Oubliette, I live in a world of Gynarchy. A hareem of slaves make up my stable and they are all given a plethora of jobs. The least capable are made into human furniture. My ashtray slave has been caught stealing a cigarette. How pathetic do you have to be to fail at being an inanimate object that doesn't even have to think? What could be lower than an ashtray, hmm? I'm going to have to demote them from an ashtray down to a toilet. A humiliating job to fit a useless slave: consuming my waste all day every day, whenever nature calls, straight from the source or ...

Whether at home or at Casa De Oubliette, I live in a world of Gynarchy. A hareem of slaves make up my stable and they are all given a plethora of jobs. The least capable are made into human furniture. My ashtray slave has been caught stealing a cigarette. How pathetic do you have to be to fail at being an inanimate object that doesn't even have to think? What could be lower than an ashtray, hmm? I'm going to have to demote them from an ashtray down to a toilet. A humiliating job to fit a useless slave: consuming my waste all day every day, whenever nature calls, straight from the source or wringed out from my bikini bottoms.