Masters toilet cleaner pov

Description: You begged for this. the honour of being used for something real. something humilating. and now master is standing above you, pointing down at the toilet and telling you to get to work. this is not a game. this is your fucking purpose. start with the seat. lick it clean. every inch. no hesitation. no shame. just tongue and filth. now i lift it. get under. taste the grime. feel how low you really are. you are not just beneath master. you are beneath his toilet. and then the bowl. deep. wet. disgusting. and still not enough to make you stop. because you are desperate to serve. addicted to humiliation. and when you are finally covered in spit and filth and sweat from trying to please me... i put the lid down on your head and flush. that is what you are. something to be used. something that should be rinsed away like the waste you are. and you fucking love it. because this is your place now. on your knees. cleaning my toilet. worshipping my filth. owned. used. humiliated. and so fucking grateful for it.