Breath play is a huge turn on for Me and a game I love to play. Consuming someone in such a manner as sitting on their face, being so intimate yet dangerous is exhilarating. My slave is ready and waiting for Me on the floor, he responds well to breath play and today I have on his favourite leather trousers. One sniff whilst trapped beneath My seat will drive him wild, mixed with the inability to breathe will really hit the spot. I stand on his hands as I tower above in in My bodice, leather pants and combat boots. I lower Myself onto his face, his eyes a mix of arousal, desperation and fear...

Breath play is a huge turn on for Me and a game I love to play. Consuming someone in such a manner as sitting on their face, being so intimate yet dangerous is exhilarating. My slave is ready and waiting for Me on the floor, he responds well to breath play and today I have on his favourite leather trousers. One sniff whilst trapped beneath My seat will drive him wild, mixed with the inability to breathe will really hit the spot. I stand on his hands as I tower above in in My bodice, leather pants and combat boots. I lower Myself onto his face, his eyes a mix of arousal, desperation and fear as I clamp Myself there like a vice. his little legs start to struggle but there know it is in vain, his arms pinned and My weight baring down on him struggling is futile. I push him further and deeper each time I let him clutch a breath, his will power growing, as does his arousal. I turn to face him and lower My sacred treasury onto his face, he invokes Me and I watch the sheer ecstasy smothering him with My superiority brings. he is Mine..............