Wakey wakey, eggs and bakey! Rise and shine, my new toilet. I hope you rested well, because life as my personal loo is about to begin. I am Mistress Baal, demoness and your new Master. You belong to me now, little one, and your purpose is simple: to serve as my personal loo... Listen close, worm. From this moment on, when I snap my fingers, you drop to your knees and present yourself. I don't care where I am or what I'm doing, you'll rush over like a good little piggy and stick out your tongue. I'll paint your face and fill your mouth with my blessed wastes, and you'll swallow every fucking drop like a champ. Got it? I want you locked up tight, keeping that useless cock of yours under control. I'm going to train you to be a perfect little toilet, ready and eager to serve. Once I see that you've been well-trained, been a good boy and swallowed every drop without complaint... then, and only then, will I consider letting you out to play. (This is a short edition with caviar only).