You are strapped down under my potty living out the rest of your days as a commode. It's at your request. I prefer having a human toilet. Using a cold, white toilet is so 20 years ago. There are too many men who are begging to sip Black Golden Nectar. While you're under me I humiliate you and tease you with the scent of my perfect ass. In the end you end up tasting all of me. Like a good toilet.