Boss Girls Productions - Dominatrix Aurora sits down on his face

As the session begins, Dominatrix Aurora takes her time surveying her latest subject. She knows he's been worked hard already, his body trembling with exhaustion from the endless tasks she's subjected him to. With a sneer of contempt, she motions for him to lower his head. Without asking, he obeys instinctively, knowing full well what she has in store for him. With practiced ease, she lowers herself onto his face, her soft moans of pleasure mixing with the sound of fabric shifting against skin. Her weight presses down on him, forcing the air from his lungs in a soft gasp. His tongue instinctively reaches out towards her, but she merely grinds her ass into his face, making sure he knows his place. Aurora takes her time, savoring every moment of her complete dominance over this pathetic creature. She rocks slowly back and forth, using the slave's face as her personal seat, completely unaware of the growing discomfort in his body. Tears begin to well up in his eyes as he struggles to breathe, but he dares not make a sound. The stifling smell of her aroused femaleness fills his senses, overwhelming him with the scent of lust and domination. It's too much for him to handle, but he knows there's no escape. As she grinds harder into his face, his nose begins to throb in protest, but still he endures. Suddenly, she pulls back, chuckling softly at his pathetic whimpers. "That's enough for now," she says with a disdainful glance. "But don't worry, you'll get plenty more of this later." With a nasty smile, she stands up, her ass still red and glistening from the slave's incessant attention. As she leaves the room, he hears the click of her heels against the hardwood floor, and knows that he has been completely dominated by the bossy Mistress Aurora. His face is flushed, his nose throbbing in pain, but deep down inside, he feels a strange sense of satisfaction. For now, he has suffered for his mistress, and that's all that matters.