Good morning, slaves! Today, you're going to witness and partake in my daily ritual. You see, even a Goddess like me needs to start the day with a cleansing routine, and that's in where my slave comes in. I begin my day by gracing the toilet with my divine presence, ensuring that my morning glory is fragrant and bountiful. But my ritual doesn't end there. Once I've blessed the porcelain throne with my offerings, I expect nothing less than perfection in cleansing. That's when I call upon my loyal subject, my human toilet, my slave. He is to clean my sacred backside with his tongue. Every crevice, every fold must be pristine by the time he's done. I sit back, spread my cheeks, and watch with dominant satisfaction as he gets to work. His task is simple: use that tongue of his to show his devotion. Lick and clean every inch of my gorgeous ass until it's as spotless as before I graced it with my morning routine. He must inspect his work thoroughly, ensuring that not a single trace of my morning glory remains. And once he thinks he's done his duty, I'll inspect his work. If it's not up to my divine standards, well, we might just have to start all over again. But don't worry, my little cleaner-upper, he'll be rewarded for his service with the honor of basking in the aftermath of my morning ritual. How clean is my divine backside, you ask? Clean enough to pass my discerning judgment. And clean enough that I can continue my regal day, knowing that my slave has dutifully served his Goddess.