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Toilet Slave Phone Sex for perverted little worm is a gift. What else to do but make the desperate slave lick me clean? Your Goddess commands: crawl to the edge of my toilet throne and gaze up at my divine visage, your eyes filled with lust and reverence. Your duty, you insatiable filth digger, is to lavish attention upon your Queen’s most sacred of crevices. Lick and savor every inch of my puckered, shit-stained sphincter, worshipping it with the fervor of a devout slave. You are expected to clean it thoroughly, scouring away any lingering remnants of my divine excrement.

Once you’ve sufficiently licked and polished my ass to your Goddess’s satisfaction, prepare yourself for the privilege of drinking from the fount of my anal liquids. Do not waste products of your Queen’s body, you disgusting little bitch! No sip of divine ass juice shall be wasted as you imbibe it like the sacred elixir it is. I know you get so full on my asshole’s emissions. It’s the only time you get to feel power coursing through you. Thank your Goddess because it is a gift. The gift is given because you’ve earned this sacred honor through your unwavering devotion and service.

Next, position yourself beneath my gaping asshole, ready to receive the torrent of feces that is sure to follow. As I bear down, relax your throat and open wide, preparing to gulp down mouthful after mouthful of my bowel movements. Your purpose is to serve as a receptacle for your Phonesex Goddess’s waste.