I've been a bad girl, so my master says it's time to atone. He makes me get on my knees, put on some rubber gloves, and clean the nasty toilet. He makes me record it so I can prove to him that I worked hard on it. It smells so gross. We just moved in, the frat boys who lived her before us probably never cleaned it. I make disgusted faces as I think about what a nasty situation I'm in.