Out Of Order

Goddess Rita 1844-332-2639 Ext 413

Memorial Day BBQs can get pretty wild! Sun shining, drinks flowing, and the grill fired up made for a lot of people needing to use the bathroom. My poor little potty just couldn’t keep up with the demand, and it stopped flushing! I was in a bit of a panic! At least fifty people were at my house chugging bottles and stuffing their faces with burgers and hot dogs! With only one nonworking bathroom, I was going to have a huge problem.

At least, I thought I was, till I remembered my little toilet slave was attending the BBQ! I ran over to where he sat at the edge of the pool, chatting and laughing like his tongue wasn’t casually used as toilet paper for me whenever I felt the need. I grabbed his elbow and yanked him up. “Come on! Duty calls.”

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National Toilet Paper Day

Kayla Cumsalot 1844-33-CANDY Ext 357

The only thing I can think about today, on National Toilet Paper Day, is how many of my little potty slaves must be tingling. We all know how hard TP works for most people, but not me. I could give a fuck less about a roll of soft cotton when I only use my toilet slaves to keep me squeaky clean.

So I figure if Toiley Paper gets a day in it’s name, so should my hungry, filthy little fuck toys. I’m thinking I’ll host a potty party with all my hottest girlfriends and line up my slaves like a urinal.

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