Through a mistake on my parting, my Goddess, aka Miss Laura, aka Ma'am or Ma'dam brought me to the realisation that I needed to be her personal crapper maid. We agreed that we need to ratify a new contract stating everything expected from me in my new duties.

Let me explain ... ..

I was originally hired to be misfire Laura 's house maid to seduce extra money for college. After I graduated, Miss Laura offered me the position of her personal maid. With this place came all of the normal responsibility associated with taking care of her personal caution. Included in my tasks was to wipe her after she went to the bathroom, or as she prefers to name it .... Her Throne Room.

I was to foretell her madam or Ma'dam, not Miss Laura anymore. I also received a very nice gain in my salary.

Now, after the serial publication of fortunate/unfortunate events .... I am to call her Goddess. Not ma'am or Ma'dam or misfire Laura. I am now her personal toilet amah.

My new primary duty is to houseclean her pussy and ass with my glossa after she uses the commode. Everytime .... Everywhere .... If enough privacy is uncommitted, I may also help as her toilet at her discretion.

My other duties remain in the contract ... Bathing her, manicures and pedicures, waxing her legs, underarms, kitty and anal region once a workweek. I am to also help her garb for the day, business appointments, parties or bedtime, depending on the occasion or clip of day.

She also added that my pussy and anal retentive region are to always be hairless. She agreed to pay for appointments for waxing or even electrolysis. It was my choice.

I chose electrolysis because of my meddlesome schedule.

Her Throne is always to continue clean, sanitized and spotless. Once, when she got some diddlysquat on the seat, I cleaned it with my tongue while Goddess was watching before I thoroughly cleaned and sanitized it. She did n't call for it. I chose to do it.

Some of the duties I added to the new contract are to make myself available as her whipstitch post for Clarence Day that she needs to discharge some stress, within reason of course of study. I also make my lingua available for Goddess 's sexual urges or stress relief as needed, 24/7. Anytime ...

My pay has increased significantly from my archetype salary of very low six figures per yr to medium six figures as just her personal maid to upper six figures per year as her privy maid. I am let one day off per calendar week, but have yet to use one. She bought me a new car of my choosing. I now own an Alpha Romeo with all of the Bell and whistle. I can upgrade once per yr. Though I rarely ever use it.

The alone alcohol I consume is recycled through Goddess. She does n't drink often, but when she does, I have caught a buzz.

Goddess added a clause that I can sustain my own persona clip personal maiden after proving I can handle all of my new duties for a full year as a bonus. Maybe after I have my own personal maid, then I 'll use some of my clock time off and have her fill in.

Now that everything has been ironed out and notorized, I am living my aspiration and getting paid dearly for it. My Goddess now has the ultimate personal maid she has been searching for.

I 'm not a slave in any sensation of the tidings, but to anyone who does n't know about our contract, I could easily see how that effrontery could be made.

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My typical day ...

My dismay goes off at 5:30. I get up and shower and garb in my maid 's uniform. I can still taste the flavor from when Goddess woke me up a few hours earlier to use her stool. Today it 's just the flavor of her pee and her pussy.

I wake Goddess up at 6:30. I have her coffee tree delivered and make with the quantity of dinero she requires. Her bathtub is drawn and set for my duty of bathing her.

Goddess now has two potty. One is the normal Throne and the early is a custom made Throne in which my straits fits comfortably under the seat. There is a cushion which raises my head to the perfect level for my mouth to be used for Goddess 's toilet or just as her toilet paper.

Depending on her mood, she might opt either. I am always laying down with my mouth outdoors under the 2nd Throne when she arrives to the potty elbow room. If she chooses the normal toilet, when she is finished, she moves to the usage can for my cleaning duties.

Once a month, Goddess likes me to shell out an enema. I have offered Goddess my Robert William Service for the release of it. She has only taken me up on this offer once. It was n't easy to do, but I did bury every drop of it before my cleaning duty.

After Goddess has finished going and I clean her slit and asshole, I bathe her. She does n't have to cancel any theatrical role of her body. I take precaution of everything. There is a low atmospheric pressure shower nozzle with a hosepipe for rinsing her hairsbreadth and body.

Goddess informs me the night before as to what clothes she wants to have on each day so I have them ready to plume her after her bath and lotion massage.

The house maidservant has prepared Goddess 's and my breakfast according to our preference and requirements, and delivers it when required. I eat in my own after part while she dines and reads her financial news report and The Wall Street Journal.

After breakfast I go everywhere with Goddess. In populace, I call her Ma'am or Ma'dam, but in secret she is always Goddess.

I tend to all of her personal needs. Goddess 's secretary takes precaution of her business appointment and encounter, etc. Her administrator have their responsibilities.

She has a secret crapper way attached to her place. I go with her everytime. I thoroughly clean her pussy and ass with my lingua when she is done. Goddess also has a impost Throne there for this purpose. When she is having a bad day or is having a good day and wants to give me a treat is when she usually uses the latter Throne before my cleansing duty.

Even though it 's not very often that I am Goddess 's privy, I am always available for this intention. But ... I am always her toilet theme. Her personal Throne room does n't even sustain a toilet newspaper dispenser anymore or any evidence that one existed.

Once, Goddess had a business guest who she knew would be unmanageable to total to terminal figure with. That morning I was her discharge stool. Recycled shop passes through the body quickly. On the way there I drank her pee in the limousine for the Lapplander reason..

We were at his place and she finally told him that the only way she would agree to his terms was if he served as my toilet. For some intellect, I did n't even flinch at her suggestion. I would n't bear expected anything less.

He tried to object. She took my hand and got up to allow. When he realized that she was good, perfectly serious, he agreed. Millions of dollar sign were at interest. He looked at me and I just raised one eyebrow.

Goddess made him lay on the level in his part. I pulled my public uniform skirt up and pulled my panties out of the way and proceeded to pee in his back talk. I did n't even squat down, but just peed on him while I was standing up. My make splattered on his face, in his haircloth and on his expensive lawsuit and tie and the carpet too. Goddess watched me and smiled with her approval.

Goddess agreed to half of his footing and then told him that unless he ate my damn too, she would n't agree to the rest of the terms.

He knew that he had been work over and low. I took my panties off, squatted a little and defecate in his mouth. He ate all of it. I went into his personal restroom and cleaned myself while they signed the contract. When I came back, I saw that his cock was concentrated in his occupation suit.

On our way down the elevator, Goddess said that his wife probably makes the weasel eat hers too.

Goddess actually got more than she originally wanted out of the mickle. That was my beginning experience using a human toilet.

From that point on, I make sure that I do n't poop in the morning before a big business group meeting and consume Goddess 's dogshit so that I have a lot to founder the disobliging client. I also drink a lot of water on the way to the meeting.

Goddess gets a kick out of knowing that he or she drank her pissing and ate some of her shit indirectly.

In the limo, on the way back to her place, Goddess gave me celebratory spankings. Then on my knees orally worshipping her kitty-cat until she came several time before we arrived back at the office. I also consumed Goddess 's personal Champagne-Ardenne again while she sipped Dom Perignon. This was my reward for my military service at the meeting.

What was originally a punishment is now a reinforcement I cherish.

piece of my byplay uniform is now a thong. Easy to move out of the way and not in the way of spankings or Goddess 's crop or very rarely, the paddle.

The next morning Goddess used me for her toilet as a wages. She also made me cum until I could n't cum anymore by fingering my puss and my asshole.

I was really surprise when Goddess licked both of her hands clean.

Goddess has mentioned getting a strap on for my delight also as a payoff. I reminded her that it 's in the declaration. She also said that maybe she should get another one for disobliging clients. I commented that sounds like a upright idea.

I feel like Thomas More of Goddess 's intimate than her maiden. I know all of her secrets and am earning an undocumented lord degree in job.

Goddess is planning on taking a trip to the Caribbean Sea on her yacht, The Goddess potty, in the near future. She informed me that we will both be nude except for Din Land jaunt or if another ship is closemouthed by. Her crew is all females and very trusty. I ca n't wait ...

Where I used to feel like this lavish lifestyle came with a terms ... Goddess is now paying my price.

I 'm just living my dream. I love my job and would n't swop it for anything.

I look forward to serving my Goddess for many years ... ...