My chastity slave never gets treated fairly! Today I toy with him by allowing him to draw a number out of a hat. The number on the paper is the amount of months until he will be allowed out of chastity. He chose a 7! He cries and whines about it, because of course that's what a crybaby loser would do. Boohoo. I slap him senseless for crying. I tell him that's what it feels like for me when I have to constantly listen to him complain. I decide to double the 7 months to 14 months, then put him on his back for trampling.

My chunky platform heels destroy his insides as all 105kg of me ...

My chastity slave never gets treated fairly! Today I toy with him by allowing him to draw a number out of a hat. The number on the paper is the amount of months until he will be allowed out of chastity. He chose a 7! He cries and whines about it, because of course that's what a crybaby loser would do. Boohoo. I slap him senseless for crying. I tell him that's what it feels like for me when I have to constantly listen to him complain. I decide to double the 7 months to 14 months, then put him on his back for trampling.

My chunky platform heels destroy his insides as all 105kg of me smash and compress him into nothing. He begs me to stop but I don't. "No more!" "Let me go!" "I can't take anymore!" are all things that just encourage me to keep going. I break him down without mercy.

The last 5 minutes are fullweight facesitting on his ugly beat up face. I make his head light and dizzy with the hard pressure I apply. I'm wearing nylon pantyhose and shorts so he doesn't get to feel the soft warmth of my ass cheeks. Only painful and coarse fabric and the pure weight of a goddess bullying him into dust. The clip ends with me continuing to sit on him until lights out.