Three hours. That’s the running time of tonight’s movie, and my record for sitting on his face is twenty minutes. Challenge accepted. To make sure nothing interrupts me, my slave is locked into the facesitting box, where wriggling is pointless. Over twenty-five minutes of audio follow, and they sound like a woman getting very comfortable. I warn him I’m sweaty and smelly after a long day, then plop down in my favourite sweatpants and blanket his face with my weight as the film begins. Some bouncing, a lean forward so only his nose is free, and orders to sniff hard. Soon the sweatpants feel unnecessary, so they come off, a gag goes in, and I settle back down in just a thong, deciding every inhale he gets. You get the movie night. He gets my ass.
🖤 Mistress Mercy Rage 🖤 Do you deserve my Mercy… or my Rage?
Three hours. That’s the running time of tonight’s movie, and my record for sitting on his face is twenty minutes. Challenge accepted. To make sure nothing interrupts me, my slave is locked into the facesitting box, where wriggling is pointless. Over twenty-five minutes of audio follow, and they sound like a woman getting very comfortable. I warn him I’m sweaty and smelly after a long day, then plop down in my favourite sweatpants and blanket his face with my weight as the film begins. Some bouncing, a lean forward so only his nose is free, and orders to sniff hard. Soon the sweatpants feel unnecessary, so they come off, a gag goes in, and I settle back down in just a thong, deciding every inhale he gets. You get the movie night. He gets my ass.