Service Day: Toilet Duty

The Pope walks the two house slaves into the cramped bathroom. Lilla Katt and Nerine Mechanique kneel on cold tile, toilet brushes fixed tight to their heads. He shoves their faces down until the bristles scrape the rim, forcing them to scrub in tight, grinding circles. They move like machines, sweat already running, breath loud in the small room. The Pope keeps them at it, pushing until the porcelain shines and the brushes bristle white with foam. Every stroke drives the lesson deeper—no shortcuts, no mercy, just raw service on their knees.