Boss Girls Productions - Punishment for the slave (WMV Low Resolution)

In Mistress Mercedes' world, there are certain expectations for her slaves. One of the most important is to be her living ass cushion; always available for her to place her ass on when she desires. This particular slave has failed to meet her expectations, but she isn't one to shy away from punishment. In fact, she derives pleasure from it.

Mercedes strides into the room where her slave is bound, her eyes glinting with anticipation. She waves a hand in his direction, signaling him to come closer. He obediently crawls towards her on all fours, his eyes downcast in submission. She stops in front of him and waits for him to look up at her, savoring the moment before she begins his punishment.

With a sharp slap across his face, she reminds him of his place. "You will learn your lesson, slave," she snarls, her voice echoing in the room. "You will smell my ass and know that it is your duty to pleasure me however I see fit." She unzips her pants, revealing her perfect, round behind. The scent of her anal glands wafts towards him, making his mouth water uncontrollably.

She steps closer to him and forces his face into her crotch. "Smell it, slave. Breathe it in deep." He obediently takes a deep breath, his nostrils filling with the musky scent of her ass. A shiver runs down his spine as he feels her warmth enveloping him. She yanks his hair roughly and pushes him down onto the floor, then mounting him face to face. Before he can even react, she's landing hard on top of him, her full weight pressing onto his face and holding him captive.

Mercedes begins to grind her hips back and forth, moving in rhythm with her own pleasure. "You see, slave, this is what you're here for. To pleasure me in any way that I see fit." She pauses to take a deep breath, rubbing herself against his face suggestively. "And right now, I want you to feel me. To taste me. To smell me."

The more she grinds against him, the hotter it gets for her. The more pressure she applies to his face, the more aroused she becomes. She leans down, her breath hot against his ear. "Do you like this, slave?" she whispers menacingly. "Do you like the way it feels to be owned by me?" He can only nod his head in response, too overcome with pleasure and pain to speak.

Finally, after what feels like an eternity, she releases him, standing up slowly and smoothing out her clothes. "Remember this lesson well, slave. Because if you fail me again, I will make sure you remember it for a long time to come." She turns on her heel and walks away, leaving him there, shaking and covered in her scent.

The slave laysthere, panting heavily, trying to process what just happened. He knows that he has to be more submissive to please her but at the same time he finds himself longing for more of her punishments. He knows that Mistress Mercedes holds all the power and he is ready to be her living ass cushion whenever she demands it.