Boss Girls Productions - My jeans ass on his face - SD

Even if the slave likes my ass - on his face my hot jeans ass will be a ************ anyway. He has to endure the pain of the hard fabric and keep his breath as long as I want - while Im counting. Im testing out his limits and ************ him under my hard jeans. I'm Boss Girls, and I run this show. My slave is lying down on the floor, his eyes fixed on me as I slowly undo the button of my tight jeans. The anticipation is written all over his face, eager to feel my ass on his mouth. "Oh, you think you're ready for this, huh?" I ask him, smirking. He nervously nods his head, not daring to ask for mercy in fear of my wrath. I lower myself onto his face, feeling the warmth of his breath against my skin. "Well, that's one thing you got right." I lean forward and rest my hands on his head, holding him in place as I grind down on him. His cheeks are hollowing out from lack of air as he tries desperately not to breathe in the scent of my ass. It's the ultimate test of his obedience to me. I start counting in my head, knowing how long I can keep this up before he begins to fade away. Ten... twenty... thirty... forty... fifty... I stop counting at sixty seconds, but that's just because I feel like it. I lean down and press my fingers against his lips, signaling for him to open his mouth. The smell of him mixed with my ass fills his nostrils, making him gag slightly. "You need to learn how to control yourself better," I tell him firmly. I climb off of him, untouched by the experience. It's more about power for me than pleasure. The slave groans with relief as he sucks in the air he needs. His face is flushed red from holding back for so long. He knows he has failed to meet my expectations and that I will find ways to punish him for it. "Why even do this if you don't enjoy it?" he whimpers softly. "Because even if you like it, on my face your ass will be a ************," I respond with a chuckle. "And because it's fun watching you squirm under my control."