Through a error on my contribution, my Goddess, aka Miss Laura, aka Ma'am or Ma'dam brought me to the realization that I needed to be her personal stool maid. We agreed that we need to sign on a new contract stating everything expected from me in my new duties.

Let me excuse ... ..

I was originally hired to be young woman Laura 's house maid to make duplicate money for college. After I graduated, Miss Laura offered me the office of her personal maid. With this post came all of the normal duties associated with taking care of her personal forethought. Included in my project was to wipe her after she went to the privy, or as she prefers to call it .... Her Throne Room.

I was to call her madam or Ma'dam, not Miss Laura anymore. I also received a very squeamish growth in my salary.

Now, after the series of fortunate/unfortunate event .... I am to call her Goddess. Not lady or Ma'dam or Miss Laura. I am now her personal toilet maidservant.

My new primary duty is to clean her pussy and ass with my tongue after she uses the Throne. Everytime .... Everywhere .... If sufficiency privacy is available, I may also serve as her commode at her discretion.

My other tariff remain in the contract ... washup her, manicures and pedicures, waxing her legs, underarms, pussy and anal region once a week. I am to also aid her dress for the day, business organisation appointments, parties or bedtime, depending on the function or meter of day.

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

I chose electrolysis because of my busy schedule.

Her potty is always to stay on light, hygienise and spotless. Once, when she got some shit on the buttocks, I cleaned it with my tongue while Goddess was watching before I thoroughly cleaned and sanitized it. She did n't need it. I chose to do it.

Some of the duties I added to the new contract are to make myself available as her whipping office for days that she needs to release some tension, within reason of course of instruction. I also make my tongue available for Goddess 's sexual urges or accent fill-in as needed, 24/7. Anytime ...

My pay has increased significantly from my pilot salary of very low six figures per year to medium six figures as just her personal maid to upper six figures per twelvemonth as her pot housemaid. I am allowed 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 chime and pennywhistle. I can kick upstairs once per year. Though I rarely ever use it.

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

Goddess added a clause that I can have my own part fourth dimension personal maid after proving I can plow all of my new tariff for a full year as a bonus. Maybe after I have my own personal maid, then I 'll use some of my prison term off and have her fill in.

Now that everything has been ironed out and notorized, I am living my dream 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 sense of the tidings, but to anyone who does n't know about our contract bridge, I could easily see how that Assumption of Mary could be made.

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My typical day ...

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

I wake Goddess up at 6:30. I have her coffee bean delivered and ready with the amount of carbohydrate she requires. Her tub is drawn and ready for my responsibility of bathing her.

Goddess now has two Thrones. One is the normal stool and the other is a custom made Throne in which my read/write head fits comfortably under the seat. There is a shock which raises my head to the hone horizontal surface for my mouth to be used for Goddess 's pot or just as her pot paper.

Depending on her mood, she might choose either. I am always laying down with my rima oris assailable under the second pot when she arrives to the commode room. If she chooses the rule potty, when she is finished, she moves to the tradition Throne for my cleaning duties.

Once a month, Goddess likes me to deal out an clyster. I have offered Goddess my military service for the tone ending of it. She has only taken me up on this offering once. It was n't easy to do, but I did swallow up every fall of it before my cleansing duty.

After Goddess has finished going and I clean her pussy and asshole, I bathe her. She does n't have to scrub any constituent of her dead body. I take upkeep of everything. There is a low pressure shower nozzle with a hose for rinsing her hair and body.

Goddess informs me the night before as to what clothes she wants to wear each day so I have them ready to snip her after her Bath and application massage.

The house maid has prepared Goddess 's and my breakfast according to our preference and necessity, and delivers it when required. I eat in my own quarters while she dines and reads her fiscal reports and The Wall Street Journal.

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

I tend to all of her personal needs. Goddess 's secretary takes care of her business designation and meetings, etc. Her executives have their responsibilities.

She has a private Throne elbow room attached to her authority. I go with her everytime. I thoroughly clean her snatch and ass with my tongue when she is done. Goddess also has a custom Throne there for this purpose. When she is having a bad day or is having a dependable day and wants to give me a dainty is when she usually uses the latter pot before my cleaning duty.

Even though it 's not very often that I am Goddess 's pot, I am always uncommitted for this purpose. But ... I am always her toilet newspaper publisher. Her personal crapper elbow room does n't even have a can paper dispenser anymore or any evidence that one existed.

Once, Goddess had a job node who she knew would be difficult to issue forth to terms with. That first light I was her unadulterated pot. Recycled shit straits through the body quickly. On the way there I drank her pee in the limo for the Lapplander reason..

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

He tried to object. She took my deal and got up to leave. When he realized that she was grave, utterly serious, he agreed. 1000000 of clam were at stake. He looked at me and I just raised one eyebrow.

Goddess made him lay on the floor in his office. I pulled my public uniform skirt up and pulled my step-in out of the way and proceeded to pee in his mouth. I did n't even squat down, but just peed on him while I was standing up. My piss splattered on his face, in his hair and on his expensive suit and tie and the carpeting too. Goddess watched me and smiled with her approval.

Goddess agreed to one-half of his term and then told him that unless he ate my shit too, she would n't hold to the rest of the terms.

He knew that he had been beat and humiliated. I took my panties off, squatted a little and shit in his mouth. He ate all of it. I went into his personal comfort station and cleaned myself while they signed the contract bridge. When I came back, I saw that his hammer was laborious in his business 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 passel. That was my initiative experience using a human toilet.

From that breaker point on, I make sure that I do n't poop in the first light before a big business meeting and consume Goddess 's shit so that I have a lot to turn over the uncooperative client. I also drink a lot of water system on the way to the meeting.

Goddess gets a squawk out of knowing that he or she drank her urine and ate some of her dump indirectly.

In the limo, on the way back to her power, Goddess gave me celebratory spankings. Then on my stifle orally worshipping her kitty until she came several time before we arrived back at the office. I also consumed Goddess 's personal champagne again while she sipped Dom Perignon. This was my reward for my services at the meeting.

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

Part of my clientele uniform is now a flip-flop. Easy to move out of the way and not in the way of spankings or Goddess 's crop or very rarely, the paddle.

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

I was really surprised when Goddess licked both of her paw clean.

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

I feel like more of Goddess 's confidant than her maid. I know all of her enigma and am earning an undocumented masters degree in byplay.

Goddess is planning on taking a tripper to the Caribbean on her yacht, The Goddess Throne, in the near time to come. She informed me that we will both be nude painting except for land excursions or if another ship is close by. Her crew is all female person and very trusty. I ca n't wait ...

Where I used to feel like this lavish life-style came with a price ... Goddess is now paying my price.

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

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