I remind you of your true purpose in life - to be My toilet. You're beneath Me (and all other women, honestly) and I laugh while I describe in detail what you'd be made to consume while locked up underneath Me. I don't make it sound pretty by calling it "caviar" or any other nonsense- I call it what it is. I tell you how disgusting and perverted you are, and how much I know you really want it. Maybe all My friends would come over and use you too, and I could keep you chained up forever and never use a regular toilet again... it's not like you have anything else to do with your life. You are... Show more