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Madame Marissa - Breaking in the human saddle

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Madame Marissa - Breaking in the human saddle
Madame Marissa - Breaking in the human saddle
Madame Marissa - Breaking in the human saddle

Madame Marissa - Breaking in the human saddle

Madame Marissa, the renowned dominatrix, had her eyes set on a new way to test the limits of her slaves. Today, she would be breaking in a human saddle - a male submissive who would serve as her seat for any activity she desired. The session began with the slave kneeling on a box, his face pointed towards the floor. Madame Marissa, adorned in her leather riding gear, straddled the box and positioned herself above the slave's face. She placed her well-toned thighs around his head, trapping him in her vice-like grip. As she sat down, his nose was instantly crushed under her weight. The dominant woman then leaned forward, pressing her body against the helpless slave. She took control of his senses, using her hot breath and soft moans to tease and arouse him. Her leather-clad rear end flexed rhythmically against his face, reminding him of the purpose he served. Madame Marissa was an expert rider, and she moved with ease on the box. She varied her positions, sometimes leaning on the slave for support, and other times sitting upright with her full weight on his face. The smell of leather and femininity filled the air, mixed with the sweet scent of her perfume. Despite the discomfort and pain, the slave remained obedient. He knew that one wrong move could mean the end of his submissive journey. As Madame Marissa rode him, she occasionally reached back to grope his body, testing his limits and pushing him further. Finally, she stood up from the box, leaving the exhausted slave gasping for air. It was time for the next phase of his training. She grabbed a riding crop, its leather thong swinging menacingly in the air. "Now, my little horse, it's time to show me what you're made of," she purred, her eyes glinting with anticipation. The smell of fear mingled with the scent of leather as the slave braced himself for the impact of the crop. Madame Marissa struck him with expert precision, leaving red welts on his bare skin. Each strike was a reminder of the power she held over him, and the punishments that awaited him if he failed to please her. Throughout the session, Madame Marissa remained in control, guiding the slave through every step of his transformation. By the end of the day, the once-human male had been broken in - body and soul. He was now her loyal saddle, ready to be ridden whenever she desired.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 10min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 12288 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 162 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 909MB

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