Mistress BlackDiamoond - Facesitting and smother - extreme- SD

Wouldn't it be an honor for any slave to have their Mistress's delectable posterior rest atop their face, with nothing more tantalizing than the occasional cheeky sneak peek at the divine ass of Mistress BlackDiamoind? Absolutely! However, this Mistress doesn't just sit on her slave's face; she takes him to the extreme edge of pleasure and pain. And what better way to do so than by suffocating him under a plastic bag while sitting on his face with her weighty assets?

As the slave lies down, vulnerable and submissive beneath the Mistress's gaze, she casually informs him that she has something special planned for him today. Gently but firmly, she presses a large, airtight ziplock bag over his head and seals it tightly around his neck. The bag fits snugly against his face, molding itself to every contour and wrinkle; it's as if it were custom-made for this particular slave. The Mistress then lowers her perfect, round derrière onto his face, pinning him even further beneath her weight.

At first, the slave struggles, but soon realizes that there's no escaping this ordeal. The bag muffles his cries and makes it impossible for him to breathe properly. The panic sets in as his lungs begin to burn and starve for air. Just when he thinks things can't get any worse, the Mistress produces a black latex mask and forces it over his head, sealing it tightly around his chin. Now, not only is he suffocating beneath the weight of his Mistress's heavenly ass, but he can barely even move his head or mouth.

The Mistress pauses for a moment to admire her handiwork, watching closely as the slave struggles hopelessly beneath her. She takes a steps back, surveying her helpless slave from head to toe. Satisfied with her creation, she slowly approaches him again, unfolding a fresh pack of cigarettes and shielding them behind her back. Taking a deep drag, she exhales directly into the mask, filling it with her warm, smoky breath.

As she lowers herself back onto his face, pinning him once again, she begins to shift her weight back and forth, grinding her hips against his nose and mouth. The slave can feel her warmth enveloping him, the sweet scent of her skinmming into his nostrils. Meanwhile, the latex mask grows tighter and tighter around his face, making it nearly impossible to breathe unless he inhales directly through the scant space between his sealed lips and the Mistress's derriere.

The Mistress savors the power she holds over him, letting out long, slow breaths directly into the mask. With each inhalation, she takes another drag from her cigarette, the smoke filling the space around them. The slave can feel the heat of her exhales, the taste of the smoke in his mouth. Is this what it means to be truly dominated? Or is it simply the ultimate form of submission? Either way, he knows that he is hers - body and soul.

As time passes, the Mistress keeps up her game, smoking cigarettes and teasing her helpless slave with the occasional touch or jiggle of her ass. Finally, after what seems like an eternity, she decides to end their little game. Releasing him from his bonds, she gently removes the bag and mask from his head, letting him breathe in great, gulping gasps.

The Mistress watches him carefully, making sure he's okay before helping him to his feet. Slaves come and go, but Mistress BlackDiamoind is always in control – and she always will be.