You enter your bedroom wearing whatever you like. You find me lying on my back on your bed with my head on the edge but not going over the bed. The room stinks and you're pissed because I'm high again. You say I'm so weak I all the time you could beat me. I laugh at you and say, "Fuck you!" You come over and sit astride my throat, looking at my upturned face nestled between your thighs. Your feet are flat on the floor. You say, "What did you tell me?" I try to say, "Fuck you!" Still. But before I can finish the sentence, you quickly stand up and sit right on my face, squeezing my thighs mid...

You enter your bedroom wearing whatever you like. You find me lying on my back on your bed with my head on the edge but not going over the bed. The room stinks and you're pissed because I'm high again. You say I'm so weak I all the time you could beat me. I laugh at you and say, "Fuck you!" You come over and sit astride my throat, looking at my upturned face nestled between your thighs. Your feet are flat on the floor. You say, "What did you tell me?" I try to say, "Fuck you!" Still. But before I can finish the sentence, you quickly stand up and sit right on my face, squeezing my thighs mid-sentence, so it sounds like I said, “Fuck ophphphmmmph!” Laugh hysterically at my punishment. I try to tease you but you bounce riding me giggling and shouting, "Yee Haw! Ride cowgirl!" Sometimes you open your thighs and push down on my forehead, then quickly close your thighs tightly together. You ask me: will you give up and admit that I'm stronger than you?" I try to spread your thighs instead. But I can only open them a few inches before you close them again. You keep giggling and calling me names for being weak. Maybe speaking in Italian sometimes you call me "stupid!" and you keep asking me more firmly: "Give up?!" "I'll sit on your face all night until you give up, put one leg over the other in victory pose." I'm still sitting on my face You ask again very confidently, “Do you give up? If you don't give up, I'll sit on your face all night." I finally say in a muffled, defeated voice, "I give up." You giggle and move one of your ass cheeks away from my face and say, "I couldn't hear you. Say it again." I say, "I give up." I still think you're going to get out of my face. But you just say, "Good boy." and stick your ass in my face again. I stifle my objection from under your booty. You giggle and you say, "Now you know your place."