Divine Devotion: Latex Worship, Spit, Gas & Toilet Training POV

So you call yourself submissive. But is your submission real, or is it wrapped in your own fantasies, your own pleasure? In this slow, immersive POV session, I strip you back to nothing. Eyes closed. Breath by breath, I guide you out of your own mind and into one single mantra: how can I be of service to Goddess Transcendence? From there, your training begins. You are furniture. You are a tool. Your first act of devotion is shining my latex, every stroke an act of surrender, and I WILL be checking. Then, course by course, I feed you: my spit, sipped like water from a waterfall in the desert of your thirst. My burps. My farts, inhaled like incense at my altar, because who needs fresh air when you have the gas of a Goddess? And finally, I reveal your ultimate purpose: my toilet, locked away, tied to the wall, ready to receive every last drop of my abundance. Your reward for obedience? The honour of peeling me out of my sweat-drenched second skin, and licking every drop clean.