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Madame Marissa - Slaves face abused as my office chair

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Madame Marissa - Slaves face abused as my office chair
Madame Marissa - Slaves face abused as my office chair
Madame Marissa - Slaves face abused as my office chair

Madame Marissa - Slaves face abused as my office chair

As I settled into my desk chair, I couldn't help but notice the pathetic figure of my slave lying face down under the desk. His eyes were wide with fear and anticipation, knowing full well what was about to happen. With a cruel smile, I stood up and placed my ass in dark blue jeans directly on his face. The smell of my sweat mixed with the scent of my perfume enveloped him as he tried desperately to breathe. I leaned forward, pressing my body weight down on his chest and pinning his arms to the ground. His face turned red as he gasped for air, the fabric of my jeans rubbing painfully against his nose. Despite his struggles, I remained utterly calm and collected, using his face as my office chair to get some work done. Despite his initial training, I wasn't satisfied with his breath-holding abilities. So, I decided to push him even further. I extended my legs over his body, locking him in place with my thighs. My entire weight rested on his face now, crushing him beneath me. He moaned and writhed under me, his body trembling with each torturous breath he managed to take. The sound of his muffled pleas for mercy only served to fuel my sadistic tendencies. I continued to work, oblivious to his suffering, focusing solely on my tasks at hand. His face was red and swollen, his nose flattened by the harsh fabric of my jeans. Yet, he remained determined not to let me down. As the hours passed, I began to feel a twinge of satisfaction. My slave had proven himself worthy of serving me – he would never complain about the weight of my ass on his face again. With one last smirk, I stood up, lifting my ass off his face and revealing his swollen, bruised form. "Good boy," I whispered, stroking his hair gently before walking away without a word.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 10min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 12288 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 162 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 851MB

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