Madame Marissa - You arent able to do anything right - so youll just be a chair! (small version)

Madame Marissa - You arent able to do anything right - so youll just be a chair! (small version)

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As you stand before Madame Marissa, you can feel her disdain for you. She's always been disappointed in your performance and now she's found the perfect way to use you - as a piece of furniture. She motions for you to sit down on the floor, facing away from her. You hesitantly obey, feeling the cold hardness of the floor beneath your clothes. You can't help but wonder what she has in store for you. You're not sure if you should be scared or relieved that she seems to have found a use for you. Madame Marissa approaches you, a smirk playing on her lips. She stands behind you, towering over you. You feel her hands on your shoulders, guiding you into the perfect position. As she leans forward, her weight shifts onto your back. Your breath catches in your throat as you feel the full force of her body press down onto you. You're now nothing more than a chair for her to sit on. She sinks deeper into you, her buttocks pressing firmly against your face. You can feel her heavy breaths against your neck, her thighs hugging yours tightly. You try to move, to protest, but she's sunk too deep into you. You're trapped beneath her. She's sitting so tightly on you that it feels like she's trying to crush every ounce of rebelliousness out of you. You're no longer a worker, a slave, or even a person - you're just a chair. As she sinks deeper into you, she starts to whisper dirty words in your ear. They're words that make you flinch, words that make you blush. But you can't help but listen, transfixed by her voice. She tells you how much she enjoys sitting on your face, how it feels better than any other chair she's ever used. Time seems to stand still as she sits on you, her weight pressing down on you. She doesn't move for what feels like hours, her ass firmly planted on your face. You try to breathe through her thighs, but it's difficult with her sitting so tightly on you. Suddenly, she pulls away, leaving you gasping for air. You try to catch your breath, to stand up, but she pushes you back down with her foot. She grinds her ass into your face, her movements jarring. She drops her full weight onto you again, her ass smothering your face. You realize that this is your new purpose - to be a chair for Madame Marissa. To serve her every whim, no matter how uncomfortable or degrading it might be. You're nothing more than a piece of furniture now, and you'll have to learn to accept that if you want to survive. As she continues to sit on you, you start to wonder if you'll ever be able to do anything right again. Or if you're even capable of being a good chair. The pressure builds inside you, threatening to burst out in a fit of rage or desperation. But you can't move, you can't speak, you can't even breathe. You're nothing more than a piece of furniture now.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 12min.
Video Info: 1280x720 Pixel @ 5000 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 160 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 431MB