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I'm not supposed to reach out until he tells me it's okay, but he has been sending me photos of what they're doing together and reminding me that they are going ziplining, enjoying four star meals and enjoying the tropics together as im forced to work overtime at home to pay for part of their vacation.

I'm stuck here doing his laundry, cleaning his dishes and walking his pets in sweltering heat as he's on a beach with his lover enjoying the luxury and having his cock milked any time he wants.

When he broke it to me that this was happening i fully expected him to take me on vacation somewhere too, but he has yet to say anything about that. Instead as the day of their departure grew every nearer i only got to watch as his girlfriend would brightly talk about how excited she was to enjoy some peace and quiet with him. He was so excited too, he kept telling me he was so glad to finally take her out to a place she deserved. I felt more and more jealous and anxious and upset and foind myself crying the day they left.

Why wouldn't he put in this time for me? Why has he never taken me anywhere, why would i have to pay for her part of the trip? It felt it was so unfair. And now i admit it still feels that way, but then im reminded that this is how I'm meant to be treated.

I feel like the role of a human toilet should cover that too… like why just wait with an open mouth?

Like…being a man’s toilet paper has palpable benefits, you can deep clean him with a gentle and soft touch that can reach nice and deep the way bidets and toilet paper just can’t. I feel like if you’re gonna be a human toilet you’ve gotta prove yourself worthwhile; prove that you’re better than a normal toilet.

Suck the shit from his ass.

Like yes, of course, if sir only wants your mouth open and waiting for his warm loving gift, that is what sir deserves, but like…. Imagine a man sitting on your face, rubbing his unwashed hairy ass all over your face until his hole finally aligns properly with your awaiting tongue…. And you just shove it deep inside loosening his ass to prepare for the extraction, and then pressing your lips so so so firmly on his ass before sucking like your life depended on it…. Slurping down his shit like a cunt slurping on cock…

And it's definitely more than you've been able to take before!

You try and beg them to take it slow, say how much it is, your pussy isn't used to anything that big! And your clit is hammering in time with your heartbeat and you're shaking when they start rubbing it super fast while they keep fucking you...

Then, before you've even gotten used to the current size, they squeeze the pump again and you whine, oh fuckkkk that's WAY too much! You're starting to sob, overstimulated from the stretch and the attention on your clit, and your partner shushes you, tells you it's okay! And then they take the hand on your clit and use it to push your own teat into your mouth, holding it there so your're forced to suck on it.

All the while, they're still fucking you, and you can't do anything about it, and your brain finally starts to shut off when the pump squeaks again, and all you can do is take it...

Hours later, your partner undoes the release on the strap and steps back, leaving the toy still lodged in you, and then you're dazzled, blinking in even the dim bedroom light. Your partner is behind you, one hand on your tit, groping, and the other circling around the end of the toy inside you. You're held up by their shoulder and your wrists and ankles are still bound, so you're forced to watch in the mirror beyond the foot of the bed as the toy is finally pulled out of you... You cum hard, and the evidence of all the other orgasms forced upon you joins it, flooding the bed further as your hole flutters vainly, the muscles exhausted and stuck where they've been forced for the past few hours.

You're so open, and you finally look properly at the toy, still inflated at the size it was removed from you...

How THAT managed to fit inside you, you have no idea. It makes you feel light-headed just looking at it.

Oh you don’t like beer? Boohoo that’s your go to drink now

oh you don’t like taking it in the ass? Boohoo that’s the only way I’m gonna fuck you till you like it and then I’m going to switch holes.

Oh you don’t like ordering food?? Too bad you are going to order for me too from now on.

Make that bitch your plaything😂😂😂 taking out the trash is too much for you? Ripthe bags so the trash juice gets out and make it wipe it with its hair!

Why be a gentleman when you can just play around with the cunt?

Oh you don’t like when I shave my beard and make the sink a mess? Gather all my hair with your toothbrush bitch

Plan it. 🚽

The next couple of days you’re going to stop shitting.

Piss whenever you need to, but starting now, I want you to stop shitting.

Go and buy some diarrhoea medication, maybe a new toilet brush and some cleaning products for your toilet, too.

Today should be easy.

You probably won’t even notice not opening your ass, today.

Tomorrow though…. If you wake up with cramps, rub your cunt until the pain subsides, but don’t cum. Do that every time you feel a bit too stuffed and take your medication, but otherwise go about your day and eat as you usually would. That night you can clean your toilet, naked. Use your old toilet brush, and the products you bought but don’t put in any toilet flush blocks or anything like that, just let the clean water sit in the bowl, when you’re done, without any added chemicals.

When you’re finished and the toilet is so clean you could lick your dinner off it, rub your cunt on it to congratulate yourself on a job well done.

Don’t cum, though… You didn’t do that well.

Now, go to bed.

Go to sleep.

The next day you can start the day off by rubbing your cunt even if you don’t have cramps, but again, don’t cum.

Go to the bathroom, take your morning piss, then rub your wet cunt lips on the toilet bowl again.

Don’t cum.

But also don’t flush the toilet. Just leave it.

Go and have a lovely filling breakfast.

Now, it’s up to you.

You can go to the toilet and shit your guts out, or you can try to walk around all day with a dripping wet cunt and stuffed guts. I’d be surprised if you made it past lunch, let alone dinner but if you do, remember to keep going back to your toilet and filling it up with piss, and edging your cunt on the bowl, while you look down at the ever darkening colour of the water and your guts are so stuffed up with shit, that you feel about to burst, then, when you absolutely can’t bear it any longer and you absolutely have to empty your bowels, straddle the toilet bowl and rub your cunt as you slowly shit out three days worth of waste. Take as long as you need. Cum while you’re shitting, if you like. Be a demented little freak and scream down the house while you give birth to 72 hours worth of sewage.

And then, when you’re finally done and drained, and you’ve cum and shit your pathetic brains out and you feel like you could just flush yourself down the toilet, about now, too, work up the strength to get up off the toilet and grab the new toilet brush.

I want you to use it to jam all the shit and piss down the toilet like you were beating eggs in a bowl. Ram that brush into a slodge of piss and shit so thick, you can’t tell the brush was ever white in the first place, then I want you to clean the brush……. With your mouth.

You only bought it, yesterday.

Make it look brand new.

Lick and chew and swallow and suck every morsel of piss and shit from the brush….. Then put it back in the bowl.

Do that until the toilet looks like it could be clean with a single flush.

Then put the toilet brush back in it’s stand and call it a day.