You disgusting little worm, let me remind you of one undeniable truth: nothing about your body belongs to you—not your cock, not your asshole, not even the filthy waste you produce. It’s all mine. And if you think for one second that you’re allowed to relieve yourself without paying tribute, you’re more pathetic than I thought.

In this brutal, degrading session, I will strip you of every last shred of dignity. You’ll kneel in front of the toilet like the obedient slave you are, trembling with desperation, knowing that even something as simple as pissing is no longer within your con...

You disgusting little worm, let me remind you of one undeniable truth: nothing about your body belongs to you—not your cock, not your asshole, not even the filthy waste you produce. It’s all mine. And if you think for one second that you’re allowed to relieve yourself without paying tribute, you’re more pathetic than I thought.

In this brutal, degrading session, I will strip you of every last shred of dignity. You’ll kneel in front of the toilet like the obedient slave you are, trembling with desperation, knowing that even something as simple as pissing is no longer within your control. Before you even think about touching what’s mine, you’ll open your wallet and pay me for permission. Yes, permission —because every drop that leaves your body is a privilege you have to beg for.

You’ll crawl on all fours like the filthy little pig you are, face down, ass up, dragging yourself closer to the toilet you’re not yet allowed to use. I’ll command every step, every humiliating motion, while you feel your desperation building, knowing that your suffering excites me. You’ll repeat the truth out loud, over and over: “This cock and this asshole belong to my Goddess. I pay her to use them.”

Once I allow you to use my property, you won’t piss like a man. Oh no, you’ll sit like the worthless, broken slave you are, head hanging low, .. in your own humiliation. Every drop that leaves you will be a reminder of my control, my dominance, and your pathetic dependence on me.

When you’re finished, you’ll bow before me, thank me for letting you relieve yourself, and beg for the chance to do it again. Because this isn’t just a one-time act—this is your new reality. Every filthy function of your body will come at a price. You’ll pay me for every humiliating moment, and you’ll love it because you know this is your place.

This isn’t about relief—it’s about total domination. Your body, your wallet, your filth, your existence—it’s all mine. You’re nothing but a desperate, humiliated slave, and every second of your life will be spent proving it. Forever.