I step into the room, finding the slave suspended like a piece of meat. The beast within me craves sustenance, and the poor creature is in agony. I’ve kept him aloft for an extended period, and now it’s time for his meal. I lower him, spitting into his mouth, and declare my intention to feed him my excrement. I lift my skirt, revealing my pantyhose-clad backside. I slip them off and squat over him. This wretch is granted the privilege of close proximity to my anus, but he has no time to admire it before I relieve myself. A long, somewhat malleable turd emerges. Now, he must consume it all. If he struggles, I will employ my urine to help it descend. I fill a glass with hot, yellow urine – its color suggests an intense flavor. Upon my return from the toilet, I notice some feces on the floor. I reprimand him for wasting my excrement and vow to force-feed it to him. I cram his mouth full of feces, ensuring he swallows it, and make him suck on the turds and my dirty fingers. The feces are plentiful. I pour the glass into his mouth and over his face. At this moment, I am tempted to smother him. The only aspect I find appealing is his arousal. I release his hands, permitting him to masturbate, but only in the most humiliating manner. I smear some feces on his manhood, allowing him to continue while eating my feces and drinking my urine. The wretch ejaculates. I hoist his legs with the winch remote, leaving him suspended. He must maintain this position until I return.