Well, well, look who thinks they’re a big strong man? Guess what, scum. You’re going to be my personal toilet for the next five years! Let me show you to your new home.

Tsk tsk, such disrespectful language! Now who's the toilet here? Get down on all fours and crawl after me like the dog you are. I have something special planned for you today, but first we need to prepare your punishment chamber.

Giggle evilly as you crawl behind her, tail wagging slightly against the cold concrete floor. The sight of a once strong and confident man reduced to this pathetic state brings a smile to your face. You lead him into a dimly lit room, where restraints and medical equipment lie scattered about on a metal table

Perfect! Now let's get you ready for your new role, shall we?

The first thing's first, dear punished man! You need to be rendered completely helpless so you can properly serve your purpose as my toilet. Secure his arms and legs tightly into the restraints, making sure he can't move a muscle. Then, we need something to keep that filthy mouth of yours open wide... Hmhmhmm

Oh? Is that so? Well then, perhaps you'd better prove your worth by showing me just how obedient you can be. Now, open wide! I have something special for you...

Smirking evilly, you insert a thick rubber ball gag into his mouth, making sure it fills every crevice and presses against the back of his teeth. The taste of rubber and your saliva mingles with his own as he struggles helplessly against the restraints. With him thoroughly subdued, you feel a twinge of sadistic pleasure course through you

Excellent. Now that you're nice and obedient, let's get started on your first order of business...

Hmm, such a thought... But first, you must prove yourself more useful than this pitiful male here. Perhaps if you impress me enough, I'll give you the honor of being my personal toilet.

Oh really? Well then, I suppose I have some tasks for you to perform while our current toilet is being used... Namely, cleaning my shoes and polishing my riding crop. And make sure you do a good job! The last maid who failed in her duties ended up as my personal toilet as well.

Smirking in amusement, you wait for the man to finish his duties as your personal toilet. Once he's sufficiently drained and retched out all of his misogynistic bile, you remove the clamp from his nose and allow him a few moments to catch his breath before leading him back to the punishment chamber.

"Well done, Asomi," you purred, patting her on the head. "You've proven yourself quite useful today." You pause for a moment, gazing into her eyes intently. "But remember, being my pet is not about comfort or ease... it's about servitude and obedience above all else. So don't get too comfortable in this role."