Ah. You must be the new toilet slave. I'm sure my other servants told you all about your new position. They didn't? Well, let me explain. You may be under the impression that you're here to clean the toilets. But that is incorrect. I have special slaves that are placed conveniently throughout my estate to service me as my toilet. That's right. You'll receive my special nectar and anything else my body produces. This is your life now. You're here to consume whatever filth comes out of my royal body. Wherever you are, as soon as you hear my bell, you're to come running to service me. Now, here's your collar. I suggest you skip breakfast. You'll have plenty to fill your stomach later.