Hakus heart pounded with anticipation as he gazed upon his mistress in her pure black attire. He knew that he was in for a night of rough treatment, a night that would test the limits of his slave life. Mistress Emiko’s slim fingers dug into the slave’s throat, her grip strong and unyielding. She squeezed and constricted, her laughter echoing through the room as she marveled at the pathetic weakness of the shit slave before her.
With a cruel grin, she pushed down her panties and prepared to take her throne upon his face. The slave watched in horror as she took her place, his nostrils filled with the putrid stench of her unwashed ass. The sour smell of dairy and the bitter taste of bile filled the air as she relieved herself upon him.
Mistress Emiko took pleasure in the act, her heart-shaped buttocks looming large and menacing above him. She moaned with delight as her anus blossomed, her soft, foamy excrement falling onto the slave’s face with a faint whomp. She pinched off sausage after sausage, covering his face in the foul substance.
Standing tall, she dug her left boot into the slave’s face, crushing the excrement into his cheeks and against his unwilling mouth. The mistress pressed down, smearing her waste all over his mouth and nearly two feet across the floor. The manlet slave was now a pitiful creature, his skin reddened from puking and his body covered in her filth.
The mistress gripped his tiny dick, further humiliating him as he wallowed in her shit and puke. She allowed him to suffer, his body trembling in disgust and despair. This was the life of a slave, a life of degradation and submission.