Mistress Emiko clenched her slender fingers around the slave’s throat, her intention to constrict and overpower him, preparing him for what was to come. She chuckled at his pitiful state, her harsh grip causing him distress. With a swift movement, she lowered her panties and defecated on his face. The slave was met with the unpleasant aroma of his mistress’s unhygienic backside, the sweat from her buttcrack permeating the air. Her heart-shaped posterior was domineering and intimidating, her anus tight but exuding the commanding presence of a true mistress. She groaned as she released her stool, the soft, frothy feces falling onto the slave’s face with a soft thud. The slave could hardly believe the bitterness of the smell, reminiscent of sour milk. She reveled in her act, releasing log after log until the slave’s face was almost entirely covered. As she stood above him, she ground her left boot into his face, smearing the excrement onto his cheeks and forcing it into his mouth.