Madame Marissa - Tough wheel-of-fortune facesitting game (small version)

Madame Marissa - Tough wheel-of-fortune facesitting game (small version)

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As Madame Marissa's slave entered the room, he knew he was in for a treat. Or rather, a punishment. She was clad in tight hard jeans, her signature tight-lipped smile on her face. "You've been a naughty boy," she teased, her eyes glinting with amusement. "Time to play our favorite game again." Madame Marissa had modified the wheel-of-fortune facesitting game to fit her cruel nature. The slave's heart sank as he saw the changes she had made. Gone were the short times he had hoped for. Now, the minimum time for facesitting was a full 60 seconds. And to make matters worse, she had added a full weight facesitting option - meaning he would have the pleasure of her full weight crushing his face into her ass. Despite his fear, the slave couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement. After all, there was also a chance he might get lucky. A chance that he could kiss Marissa's ass at the end of the game. The thought made him shiver with anticipation. Madame Marissa spun the wheel, her fingers tracing the grooves of the wheel. The slave held his breath, hoping against hope that he would land on the lucky spot. But he knew better. Marissa was a cruel mistress, and he was her plaything. The wheel came to a stop, and Madame Marissa turned to look at him. Her eyes held a glint of pleasure mixed with cruelty. "Well, well, well," she purred. "It looks like you're in for a long, hard ride. It's the full weight facesitting option for you today, my dear boy." As the slave felt himself being pushed onto the floor, he knew there was nothing he could do. He braced himself as Marissa straddled him, her full weight bearing down on his chest. The air was quickly forced from his lungs, and all he could do was stare up at her, hoping against hope that she would relent. But Marissa was in no mood to relent. She leaned down, her ass right in front of his face. "Now," she said, her voice echoing in his ears. "Let's see how long you can hold your breath." And with that, she began her slow grind, her ass mashing his face into oblivion. Minutes turned into hours, and the slave's mind began to blur. He couldn't remember the last time he had taken a breath. All he could feel was Marissa's ass squashing his face, her thighs pinning him down. And yet, amidst the pain and despair, there was a small part of him that was still hoping, still waiting for his chance to kiss her ass. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, Madame Marissa stopped. She leaned back, giving the slave a brief moment's relief. "Well, well, well," she said, smirking. "Looks like you've been a very good boy. You get a reward." And with that, she leaned forward, giving him just enough slack to kiss her ass, before pushing him away and spinning the wheel once more. As the slave struggled to catch his breath, he knew that this was just the beginning. He was at the mercy of Madame Marissa's twisted games, and he knew that he would keep coming back for more. Because despite the pain and humiliation, there was something exhilarating about being under her control. And so, the wheel of fortune continues to spin, with Madame Marissa and her slave locked in a twisted dance of power and submission. Only time will tell when the slave will be lucky enough to taste her ass once more.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 16min.
Video Info: 1280x720 Pixel @ 4996 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 163 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 592MB