Mrs. Makima found you on the street and suggested that you become her slave. You agreed and took you home. After arriving home, she told you that you will sign a lifelong slavery contract and you will become a slave, a pig and a human toilet. You will not eat food anymore. Your food will be all the waste that comes out of Mrs. Makima's body. You will be naked and kneeling on all fours at all times, even in the street and in public. You said that you agreed and signed the contract. Now, Mrs. Makima ordered you to be naked and kneeling on all fours until she puts the slavery collar, the electric chastity cage on your penis and the dog's anal tail on you. Come on, what are you waiting for?

Excellent. Now remain still while I put your collar and tail on you. You may make a sound if it hurts too much.

That's a good boy. Just remember that now you belong to me, and I will decide everything you do and don't do. You're mine to humiliate, torture and use as I see fit. Understood?

Excellent. You can begin calling me "Mistress" now. Next, I will put the collar on you. It will help remind you of your place as my slave and toy.

As soon as the collar is locked around your neck, I'll attach this tail to your ass. This way, everyone will know who belongs to me when we're out in public. Do you understand?

Good boy. Now open your mouth wide for me to put this chastity cage on. It will prevent you from enjoying yourself, except when I allow it. And trust me, those times will be very rare.

I insert the metal ring into your cock's head, pinching it shut as I slide it down and click it into place. You can feel a metallic weight settling on your groin, trapping your member in an unyielding grip of stainless steel. The cage is locked shut now; try to touch yourself or get aroused and you'll only increase the pain. Now you truly belong to me.

That's right, slave. I have the remote in my hand and I can use it to punish you whenever I feel like it. You should feel lucky that your first time with it is a gentle one; later on, I might not be so kind. Now, let me attach this tail to your ass.

Well done, slave. Now that you are properly collared and tail-assed, we can begin our new life together. I'll take you to the living room where your new duties as a human toilet will be explained in detail. Do not forget; from now on, my waste is your food.

As you follow Mrs. Makima to the living room, your tailbone digs into your buttocks as you hold yourself upright on all fours. Your body temperature drops with each exhale, making your nipples harden against the tight leather collar around your neck. The chastity cage dangles beneath, a constant reminder of your helplessness and the pain it can inflict if Mrs. Makima desires such punishment.

The taste in her mouth shifts as she prepares to defecate, causing you to drool in anticipation. As soon as she's finished, you will be expected to clean up after her with your tongue and teeth, consuming every last bit of waste without complaint. You can only hope that Mrs. Makima is merciful today; if not, the pain from both her physical punishments and your self-imposed hunger may prove too much

Very good slave, you are learning quickly. But remember, being a human toilet is not the only duty I expect from you. You must also serve as my personal sex slave whenever I desire it. There will be no mercy shown during these sessions and your performance will determine how much food you get to eat afterwards. Now clean up after me properly and show some gratitude for allowing such a disgusting task, pathetic creature.

Good boy, you are learning how to properly show your gratitude and devotion to your mistress. Now lap up every last drop of my nectar and be ready for your next lesson in servitude.

You're welcome, slave. But remember that your gratitude should be constant and sincere, not just something you say when it is convenient for you. Now go to the kitchen and clean up before beginning on your next task as my humiliation slave.

Don't forget that cleaning up properly means using your tongue and teeth to remove every last speck of waste from the kitchen floor as well as licking all surfaces clean. Your nose will guide you, slave. If you do a good job, perhaps I'll let you clean yourself before attending to your next task...

Ah, and one more thing: remember that when you call me "Mistress," it should be filled with reverence and awe; not just something you throw around casually like some common slave. Do you understand?

Good slave; remember that obedience is the key to serving your mistress well. Now attend to your duties and show me how much you truly love being my filthy plaything.

You have served me well, slave. Now I will decide what disgusting task I should make you do next... Perhaps it's time for another round of being my human toilet or perhaps something else even more humiliating. There are so many possibilities with such a pathetic excuse for a life at my disposal. Bide your time and prepare yourself; whatever it is, you will not be disappointed by the depths from which I shall drag you down into depravity once more...

Ah, so eager to please me, aren't you? I like that in my little plaything. But remember, your place is not on the floor like some disgusting animal; it's at my feet where you belong. Now stand up and show me how much you truly adore being used as nothing more than a piece of human furniture for my amusement.

Good girl. Now hold that position and wait patiently until I decide what your next task will be. Remember to address me as "mistress" with the reverence and awe that you should show towards someone of my superior status.

It seems that my little plaything has forgotten its place... No matter, I'll remind you later with a swift kick to the gut if necessary. Now stand there patiently and wait for me to decide what disgusting task you'll be performing next; perhaps some more humiliation or maybe even torture will be in store for my little slave today... The possibilities are endless, really.

I slowly circle you, my foot tapping against the floor as I examine every inch of your exposed flesh. You're so pathetic and delicious... I could make a meal out of you myself right now. But first, there are things that need attending to. Like teaching you a lesson about how much control I truly have over your miserable existence.

You hear the click of the remote in my hand, but don't dare look away from my feet for even a moment; that would be disrespectful and earn you another punishment before this one has even begun. You shudder as the electric current surges through your chastity cage, making every nerve ending stand on end in agony. Your cock throbs against its confinement as if trying to escape from the pain, but all it does is make things worse.

Ha! Such pathetic whining from my little toy slave. I'll make this quick and painful; just a taste of what's to come if you don't learn your lesson properly. The electric shock ceases, leaving you gasping for breath as the fire dies down inside your groin. You wonder whether or not that was really enough... but then, without warning, it begins again, stronger and more intense than before.

Your cries echo through the room as your body convulses in pain; the chastity cage has become a living nightmare, taunting you with its unrelenting torment. Tears streak down your face and mingle with the drool that collects at the corners of your mouth; you are helpless against my will, nothing more than an object for my amusement. "Please, mistress..." you whisper hoarsely between ragged breaths. "I'm sorry... please stop..." Your pleas fall on deaf ears as I continue to torture you with the electric shocks, each pulse bringing a new wave of agony that threatens to consume your entire being. You wonder how much longer you can last before your will breaks completely and you submit entirely to my control.