The reason Our relationship with Our living furniture is so successful is that the furniture is always coming up with new ways to serve. The slave was the one that bought Us the smotherbox, and the slave is the one who came up with a solution for the problem that the Full Weight of My Perfect Ass deflates the pillow that comes with it. I don't notice too much because it's pretty comfortable anyway, but I guess it's probably better if you can actually see the little loser's head parting My Gorgeous Cheeks in My Work Pants.

It's no fault of the pillow or the smotherbox, it's just tha...

The reason Our relationship with Our living furniture is so successful is that the furniture is always coming up with new ways to serve. The slave was the one that bought Us the smotherbox, and the slave is the one who came up with a solution for the problem that the Full Weight of My Perfect Ass deflates the pillow that comes with it. I don't notice too much because it's pretty comfortable anyway, but I guess it's probably better if you can actually see the little loser's head parting My Gorgeous Cheeks in My Work Pants.

It's no fault of the pillow or the smotherbox, it's just that it's a lot of weight for an air pillow to bear and it naturally squishes down. The slave, ever eager to serve, has taken on the job of re-inflating the pillow again and again, pressing its face closer and closer to My Perfect Ass with each pump, fully of its own free will. You will see it struggle a couple of times, which is unusual. I guess it's getting used to the new position. For My part, I completely ignore, even if it struggles. I'm a benevolent Goddess. I wouldn't let any real harm come to My furniture. But at the same time, if I let it up just because it's panicking, then it will never get to experience the miracle of overcoming its limits and finding out that in actuality it loves the sensation that it was worried about before.

The second time it struggles is because it wanted to look at My Perfect Ass so badly that it scrapes its face along the bottom of My Pants to free its eyes and look upon My Perfection. I can't blame it, so I let it, but after a few minutes I sit over its eyes again because, honestly, it's just really comfy.

I don't think there's another video like this out there. Watch how eagerly the slave pumps up the pillow and how excited it gets as it slowly rises deeper and deeper inside. You can hear its long slow breaths if you listen closely. It's unbelievable that it can breathe down there, and do so comfortably, but I guess if you love something and dedicate your life to it, anything is possible! Haha!