Madame Marissa - Endurance training for the human saddle (small version)

Madame Marissa - Endurance training for the human saddle (small version)

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As Madame Marissa, I am well-known for my ruthless training methods. Today, I have decided to put one of my human saddles through an intense endurance test. The goal is to ensure that this pathetic loser can withstand my weight for extended periods of time. To begin the training, I don him in a pair of riding pants designed for equestrians. The fabric is hard and unforgiving, perfectly molding itself to my ass as I straddle him. His face is flattened beneath my round cheeks, his mouth pressed shut by the force of my weight. I start by grinding my ass against his face repeatedly, showing him just how long he must endure this kind of treatment. The air is slowly being squeezed out of his lungs, making it even more difficult for him to breathe. This is exactly what it feels like to be a saddle, enduring the weight and pressure of a rider. As time goes on, my ass continues to pound against his face without mercy. I lean forward slightly, increasing the pressure on his nose and mouth. He tries to push me away but fails miserably. His struggling only serves to remind me of his insignificance in comparison to my superior dominance. After an agonizingly long period, I finally decide to give him a brief reprieve. I lift myself off his face, allowing him to gasp for air. It's clear that even this small break is a relief for him. But it's also a reminder that he must learn to endure everything I throw at him if he ever hopes to please me. I change into another pair of riding pants, this time thinner and more flexible. They feel soft against my skin, contrasting sharply with the hard fabric that has been crushing his face. Once again, I straddle him, feeling his anticipation grow. This time, I start by grinding against his face slowly. The soft fabric feels almost gentle against his skin, but the pressure is steadily increasing. He knows that this is just a warm-up, and that things will get much worse before they get better. As promised, I begin to increase the intensity of my movements. The thin fabric doesn't give much relief, and soon he's gasping for air again. His eyes are pleading with me, begging for mercy. But I am unmoved. I continue to ride him, using his face as a saddle until I am ready to move on. Finally, I put him out of his misery by sitting on his chest, pinning him beneath my weight. His face is red and flushed from the constant abuse, but I know that this isn't enough. For a saddle to truly be worthy of my attention, it must be capable of enduring far more than this. I stand up, admiring my handiwork. My human saddle may not be perfect yet, but with enough training, he will become an extension of my dominance. Until then, he will continue to endure every ounce of pain and humiliation that I see fit to inflict upon him.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 16min.
Video Info: 1280x720 Pixel @ 4999 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 160 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 577MB