As usual I am relaxing atop my useless slave, his body squeezed under mine, face lost in my breasts. This time, I have a new toy: a magic 8-ball! Its predictions are ALWAYS right. So today I am letting the 8-Ball decide my slave's fate! He can't say I'm a mean Goddess when the outcomes are beyond my control. I start by asking such questions as whether my slave should pay for shopping trips and dates. The 8-Ball assures me that he will be paying. What a relief :) Next, I ask it if I should smothr the slave under my ass. It thinks I should! I take away his breath completely and the 8-Ball advises that I should hold him there for 30 seconds. Next, I ask if the slave shouldn't breathe for a whole minute! The 8-Ball replies, "Most likely..." and so he goes under again. The long periods of time without air make his forehead go blue as he squirms with his arms tied, unable to push me off. I giggle adorably while he suffers. Around 7 minutes in, I ask the 8-Ball if I should fart on my slave. "Outlook not so good..." for my slave! haha! I rip a couple nasty farts then pull my underwear to the side and make him kiss my asshole. With his lips around my asshole, I surprise him with a shart down his throat. You can hear the squishy sound he eats it. Then I facesit him more before releasing another shart, smothring it into his face then telling him to clean it up. My 8-Ball says it is decidedly so that the slave makes a great toilet. In the final stretch of the clip, I ask the 8-Ball if I should smothr the slave until he goes out. The 8-Ball says it is to be, so I sit with intention to make him still, leaving no access to air for the slave until the clip fades. He struggles beneath me as he grows weaker, all the while I laugh and keep talking to my 8-Ball gleefully.