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Always available for my wastes, you become my personal trash bin, taking anything I want into your mouth. Spits, and ashes from my cigarettes... I can share you with my Dominatrix friends, or the vanilla ones: they will learn that men can be useful, way more than as boring husbands. Oh... You are crying. Is that the pain from the ashes on your tongue, or the humiliation? At least, now you are useful - pathetic but useful. That's why you thank me: I just gave meaning to your pathetic life. Now you can try to be the best trash bin of all...