Lady Stefanie - Facesitting

As I walked into the bedroom, my eyes settled on my poor, helpless slave, Kurt. He was bound to the bed, a gag in his mouth to ensure his silence. His eyes widened as I approached him, fear and anticipation warring on his face. I couldn't help but smile at his reactions. Tonight, he would be my personal seat and I intended to make full use of him.

I ordered him to climb onto the bed, face down. He struggled against the restraints but they held fast. His ass peeked out from beneath him, inviting me to take what I wanted. I reached down and squeezed one plump cheek, feeling the flesh yield to my touch. "Beautiful," I whispered, running my tongue along the crack between his cheeks. I loved the way his body trapped my tongue there, as if begging for more.

I straddled his lower half, my pussy dripping wet in anticipation. I positioned myself over his ass, lowering myself onto his quivering thighs. Slowly, I descended onto his face, feeling the heat from his breath on my pussy. His mouth was closed, the gag keeping him from crying out. But I could hear his pleas inside my head, feel the vibrations of his moans against my cunt. I loved the power I held over him.

I began to grind against his face, using his body as my personal pleasure tool. His nose was pressed into my pubic hair, his mouth against my pussy. Each time he exhaled, he got a whiff of my juices. I ran my fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to me. I wanted to feel every inch of his face against my cunt.

I moved in a provocative manner, arching my back and hips. I could feel the head of my cock grinding against his nose, taunting him. I knew he wanted to taste my cunt, to feel my cum spurting from his mouth. But I also knew the level of control I had over him made it that much sweeter. The pleasure he derived from my use of him was immeasurable.

I rode him hard, my hips slapping against his face in a rhythmic motion. My breath came in short gasps as I approached my climax. I leaned forward, my breasts brushing against the back of his head. I closed my eyes and let myself go, feeling the fireworks explode in my pussy as I came. I screamed his name, the sound muffled by the gag in his mouth. But still, he knew who had given him that wonderful feeling against his face.

I collapsed onto the bed, my weight pressing him into the mattress. Sweat glistened on his forehead, his eyes pleading with me for release. "Good boy," I whispered, reaching down to give him a playful pat on the cheek. I leaned in close to his ear and whispered, "Tonight, as you drift off to sleep, dream of my beautiful ass and the pleasure it gave you." I smiled wickedly before standing up and walking out of the room.

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