Madame Marissa - Breathing is expensive for losers (small version)

Madame Marissa - Breathing is expensive for losers (small version)

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Madame Marissa, the exquisite dominatrix, had summoned her slave to partake in her latest session. The slave eagerly arrived, anticipating her every command. Upon entry, he found a pile of money on the table and Madame Marissa herself, dressed in her signature latex outfit. She explained the rules to him in her luxurious, velvety voice. The slave would have to breathe through Madame Marissa's ass, but every time he tapped her leg for air, he would have to give up a fifty euro bill. It was a game of survival, where the loser would be left without any money and the winner... well, that was up to Madame Marissa's discretion. The slave knelt before her, his heart racing in anticipation. Madame Marissa's ass was like a perfect, round globe, inviting him to take a deep breath before she sat down on his face. The moment she did, the room was filled with the scent of her expensive perfume and the sound of the slave's muffled breathing. His eyes watered as he tried to get used to the weight of her ass pressing down on him. Time seemed to stand still as Madame Marissa sat there, barely moving. The slave could feel his lungs burning for air and his entire body trembling with the effort of not tapping her leg. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Madame Marissa got up, her dress rustling softly in the silence. The slave, gasping for air, watched as she casually picked up a fifty euro bill from the table. "Well done, slave," she purred, her voice like honey. "You'll make quite the progress if you keep this up." She walked around the table, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. The slave could feel his body responding to her presence, his cock hardening under the pressure of her gaze. As she circled him, Madame Marissa traced her fingers along his chest, teasing him with the thought of what was to come. Finally, she stopped in front of him, her face just inches away from his. The slave couldn't help but stare into her eyes, mesmerized by their intensity. "Tell me," she whispered. "Do you have enough money to survive this?" His eyes darted towards the pile of money on the table, his heart pounding in his chest. The slave knew that he had brought everything he had, but in Madame Marissa's world, you could never be sure. With a smirk, she turned around and walked towards the door, her ass swaying hypnotically. The slave watched her leave, his mind reeling with the events that had just unfolded. He didn't know what was more frightening - the thought of not having enough money or the idea of what Madame Marissa had in store for him next. All he knew was that he was completely under her spell, and there was no turning back now.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 13min.
Video Info: 1280x720 Pixel @ 4994 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 162 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 471MB