Boss Girls Productions - You are my human chair - small version

You are my human chair and I am going to use you to the fullest extent of your capabilities. I am the boss in this scenario, and I demand your attention and obedience. As I sit on your face, you will serve as nothing more than a footstool for my towering heels to rest against while I primp and prepare for a night on the town. My scent will consume your senses as my nylon-clad legs dangle lazily in the air, teasing the very limits of your endurance.

You are nothing but a chair to me; a mere object that exists solely for my pleasure and convenience. I will ignore you completely as I busy myself with my makeup, lost in my own world of indulgence and self-gratification. You understand this, don't you? You are less than nothing in my eyes; merely a piece of furniture that happens to have a face.

As I carefully apply each stroke of mascara and swipe of lipstick, I will fix my gaze upon you, letting you know that you are being watched, judged, and used. And while my presence may be uncomfortable or even degrading for some, for you it is a privilege to be noticed by the one in control – the one who holds all the power.

So there you are, my human chair, serving your purpose. Your only hope is that I will deign to acknowledge your existence long enough to withhold a command or two. And even then, who knows what depraved desires I might choose to act upon? The anticipation builds as I torture myself with my own self-importance. What twisted thoughts course through your mind as you find yourself at the mercy of my whims?

One thing is for sure: as long as it pleases me, your servitude will continue. And when the moment comes for me to rise and step away, leaving you panting and spent, there is no guarantee that I will ever sit upon you again. You are but a temporary fixture in my world – disposable, replaceable, and utterly under my control.