I want to wake up at 5:30 and wash the sleep, cum, pee, and shit off my face, excited about the day to come.

I want to lay out your clothes, make you a cup of coffee and a nice hot breakfast. Before I bring that breakfast to you in bed, I want to drink your morning pee; so that you can relax while you eat. As you eat your breakfast, I want to crawl under the sheets, and suck your cock, and lick your balls, until you cum in my mouth. I want to feel your cum down my throat, then down in my stomach with your warm pee, and all of that remains there from the day before. As you are showering, I want to make you a special lunch. As I prepare that lunch, I want you to sneak up on me – though I will always be hoping for it, expecting it – bend me over, shove your cock in my sissycunt, and fuck me madly – then cum deep inside me.

Because I want you to be empty of all burdens before you start your day, I want both your ejaculations and your eliminations. To break my fast, as I have been saving my morning stomach for you, I urge you to shit in my mouth. The morning shit is the fullest, the most satisfying. You will feel better all day knowing that your housewife has taken care of you, that she has been fed, seeded, and bred with all of your shit, your pee, your cum. After I have eaten your shit, I will lick and tongue your yummy shitty butthole clean. Then I will send you off to work with your lunch and a filthy kiss.

To the non-stop accompaniment of gay and shemale porn, I want to spend the day making sure the house is perfectly tidy for you, in case you choose to bring your friends and colleagues home to fuck me. As prelude to that, though, I must do my morning pee and shit. I always douche with the pee, and eat the shit. I will then begin to plan your dinner, and spend hours making it. The evening meal will, of course, determine the capacity, the texture, and the flavour of your morning shit, which will in turn determine the quality of my morning shit. Am I being selfish here? Probably. Your dinner will be ready soon after you get home. Before that, though, I will meet you at the door, to suck your cock, to get fucked. After a long day at work, you will need that relief. As is often the case, I will taste another cunt or butthole on your cock. I love it when you fuck other women, other men.

As you relax in front of the wide screen, watching the porn I have queued up for you, and casually telling me about your day of work, and of your extra-curricular sucking and fucking, your dinner on the tray at your lap, I will be on my knees eager to punctuate that dinner with my mouth on your cock, or taking it from behind for that quick fuck between courses. I want to be a cocksleeve for you while you unwind. I want you to cum in my mouth again, to fuck me again; then to leave, again, to go out to the porn arcade, to the gloryholes, to the porn theatre or cinema, or simply out to meet regulars or strangers at their homes or in dark allies, to suck and to fuck.

 While you are gone, I want first to wash your dishes, the porn still playing – playing always, hypnotising me into total constant submission. Whenever you return, alone, or with others, I will be ready for you, to take your well-used cock, in my moth and in my cunt, and to take the cocks of all those you bring home. If you bring women home, sluts and whores, I will eat your cum from their pussies and their buttholes after you fuck them.

When we finally get to bed to sleep, I hope there will be a cock inside me, either yours or someone else's. As we drift into sleep, having been used as a cumdump and a toilet by all, cuddling, still full of cum, pee, spit, and shit, I will dream of continuing my perfect life in the morning, and the day after that, and the day after that.

I am so happy to be your housewife.