In part 2, I continue to take my slave’s breath from him and control him in the most sensual yet sadistic of ways as I lower my derriere full weight upon his face and gyrate my ass cheeks up and down his face...against his nose, his mouth, his lips, his cheeks, his chin.

Wearing my skimpiest panties, I tantalizes him to the point of frustration, at the same time, the flesh of my bare buttocks threatens their very existence. Will he survive? Or will he expire during the next minute of erotic ecstasy?

I tease and taunt him as I also torment him, denying him the simplest of b...

In part 2, I continue to take my slave’s breath from him and control him in the most sensual yet sadistic of ways as I lower my derriere full weight upon his face and gyrate my ass cheeks up and down his face...against his nose, his mouth, his lips, his cheeks, his chin.

Wearing my skimpiest panties, I tantalizes him to the point of frustration, at the same time, the flesh of my bare buttocks threatens their very existence. Will he survive? Or will he expire during the next minute of erotic ecstasy?

I tease and taunt him as I also torment him, denying him the simplest of bodily functions. My slave will not breath unless I allow it. He will suffer while entombed beneath my soft fleshy buttocks. He is in heaven. He is in hell. Such a befitting way to torment my slave.

Is he deserving of such a privilege? To be so close to my divine perfection? Hell no! And I reinforce his inferiority by slapping his, useless manhood over and over again. Sitting on his face is the only pleasure this worthless fool will ever experience from me.