Madame Marissa - Pressure on the slaves head

Madame Marissa - Pressure on the slaves head

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As Madame Marissa sat down on the disheveled, pathetic excuse for a man's head, she couldn't help but revel in the power she held over him. The way his body trembled under the weight of her ass was music to her ears. She loved knowing that she could reduce this loser to nothing more than a human chair, and she intended to make the most of it. With his head trapped between the hard surface of the bench and her plump buttocks, he let out a muffled whine that only served to fuel her desire. His pathetic attempts to communicate his discomfort only seemed to amuse her further. "I'm not here to listen to your complaints," she hissed, her hot breath causing him further discomfort. "You're just a piece of furniture now, and you'll do as you're told." Madame Marissa shifted her weight on top of him, grinding her hips against his face in an attempt to humiliate him even further. The bulge in his pants grew harder and more prominent, betraying his arousal despite his obvious discomfort. She knew exactly how to push his buttons, and she wasn't about to stop anytime soon. After a while, she grabbed a pair of headphones and plugged them into her phone. The soft melody of her favorite song filled the air, drowning out the pathetic noises coming from beneath her. It was perfect - not only could she listen to music while she sat on his face, but it also served as punishment for his incessant whining. Madame Marissa sat back on her haunches, surveying her handiwork with satisfaction. This loser was nothing but a vessel for her pleasure now, and she intended to make use of him for as long as she saw fit. She leaned forward again, pressing her ample breasts against his face, and resumed her rhythmic grinding. The pressure on his head increased, but he dared not complain lest he face her wrath. As the song reached its crescendo, Madame Marissa pulled the headphones away, removing her own source of pleasure but leaving the poor man trapped under her. She had made it clear that she was in control, and he had better get used to it. With a smirk, she rose from her throne, leaving him gasping for air and wondering what would come next.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 10min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 12288 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 163 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 910MB