In the mystical realm of desires and submission, there exists a bond so intimate and decadent that it transcends mere mortal comprehension. It is the sacred connection between a master and his devoted human toilet, where ultimate surrender meets pure ecstasy.
As the moon cast its silvery glow upon the opulent chamber, the air hummed with anticipation. The master, a formidable figure cloaked in shadow, sat upon his ornate throne with an aura of power and command. His eyes, dark pools of desire, fixed upon his devoted servant who knelt before him, awaiting his every whim.
With a flick of his wrist, the master beckoned his human toilet closer, a silent command that sent shivers of excitement down their spine. The servant’s heart