Madame Marissa - Your face becomes part of my workout bench

Madame Marissa - Your face becomes part of my workout bench

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As Madame Marissa entered the lavishly furnished gym, she couldn't help but feel a rush of excitement course through her veins. Today was going to be a special workout session, one where she would push not only her physical limits but also those of her unsuspecting partner. Her eyes roamed over the various pieces of equipment, eventually settling on the sturdy workout bench in the corner. "Come on, I want to start my workout," she announced, her voice commanding attention. With a mischievous grin on her perfectly painted lips, she added, "And you'll be part of my workout today!" Before the poor soul could even process what was happening, Madame Marissa was already striding purposefully towards him. Without breaking her stride, she gestured towards the workout bench, her voice taking on a more authoritative tone. "Get on the workout bench," she ordered. "I want to sit on your face while I'm working out with the dumbbells!" The man, still trying to comprehend what was happening, hesitantly climbed onto the cold, unforgiving surface of the bench. He could feel the weight of the bench pressing down on his back, making it difficult to breathe. But that was nothing compared to what was about to come. With a sinister glint in her eyes, Madame Marissa approached him, her toned legs encased in tight workout gear. In her hands were two heavy dumbbells, their weight enough to make anyone's muscles quiver. Slowly, she climbed onto the bench, positioning herself directly above the man's face. "And here we go," she purred, lowering herself onto his chest. The combined weight of her body and the dumbbells was crushing, forcing all the air out of his lungs. He could feel his face being slowly molded and shaped under the pressure, the pain unlike anything he had ever experienced. As Madame Marissa began her workout, lifting and lowering the dumbbells, he found himself struggling to breathe. The lack of oxygen combined with the intense pressure from above was making it almost impossible to draw a breath. And yet, she continued to push herself, grunting and groaning as she lifted the weights. "You'll have to endure the lack of oxygen and the pain for as long as I want," she whispered into his ear, the warmth of her breath sending shivers down his spine. "And as you know, my workouts aren't short!" When she finally rested, she didn't remove the dumbbells from his chest. Instead, she simply shifted her weight to one side, resting them on her thighs. "And because only I deserve a break," she said, her voice dripping with contempt, "you little seat on the other hand, don't deserve a break!" The man could feel the weight of the dumbbells pressing down on him, turning his face into a flat, featureless surface. It was a horrifying yet addictive sensation, one that left him both terrified and aroused. As Madame Marissa continued to work out, he knew that he was at her mercy. And he couldn't help but wonder what other twisted fantasies she had in store for him.

Category: Facesitting
Length: 10min.
Video Info: 1920x1080 Pixel @ 12288 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 163 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 873MB