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When she first asked me to be her toilet slave, I couldn't believe it. She was so cute, with her bright eyes and sweet smile, and I just couldn't say no. Now, two months later, I'm installed in their bathroom for her and her three friends, all of them just as pretty and just as cruel. They use me multiple times a day, sometimes just for a quick piss, other times for a full shit. On average, I'd say I get pissed in about ten times a day, and they shit in my mouth at least three or four times. It's always the same routine, they just come over, pull down their pants, and do their business without even looking at me. The worst is when they've had a heavy meal and it comes out thick and foul, but I have to swallow it all. They never ask if I'm ready or if I'm full; they just use me and walk away. I finally worked up the courage to ask her when I might be free. She just laughed and said, "Free? You're our toilet, not a person. Toilets don't get set free." Then her friends joined in, mocking me, telling me I should be grateful they even let me serve them. One of them squatted over my face to use me right after and said, "This is your purpose now, so stop asking stupid questions." I haven't brought it up since.