Lounging in garters and stockings on my chaise with a pathetic slave under my ass. This is Domme life right? I rock back and forth and bounce up and down as I do like the feeling of suffering under me, knowing he’s panicking. When I get up he gasps but before he can catch his breath I sit down again sealing his airways. I feel like I'm riding a pony with him frantically kicking for his life,