My slave was waiting for me, bound to my smotherbench while I was out working hard. I need a place to sit and rest, so his face will do. My new velvet jumpsuit is rather tight, so he can really feel the contours of my ass as I rub it over his helpless face and sit on his chest a bit. I really pushed him in this one, sitting longer than ever before as he flails and whimpers for mercy. I said I was tired; he'll just have to wait until I stand up!