Suffer for Beautiful Ass

Miss Ryan lounged casually on her slave’s face, her full, soft ass completely smothering him. “Sometimes I just like to relax on a slave’s face,” she purred, shifting her weight to seal him tighter. He squirmed beneath her as the seconds ticked by. “The only downside is they always want to breathe. So annoying.” She counted aloud with mock sweetness: “Fifteen… thirty… forty-five…” His legs kicked desperately at fifty seconds. “Oh no, look at him kicking. That’s an extra twenty hard cane strokes tonight.” She laughed as he gasped out apologies. “I think I’ll just rest here and destroy a few more of those brain cells.”

Leaning back, she made the seal even more airtight. “Does your rugby team know you can’t even hold your breath under a beautiful woman’s ass for a minute?” She grinned. “Oh, I’ve already told them. Half of them want me to sit on their faces too.” She lifts up and let out a long, warm fart directly into his face and open mouth. “Ah, yeah… eat it up.” He whimpered a muffled “Thank you, Miss.”  “Mmm, yummy! This angle is perfect. No cheating.” She ground down harder. “I’ve been so gassy since that gangbang last night. What can I say? I love anal.” Her voice turned low and final as she leaned all the way back, settling in comfortably. “This time… I’m not getting up. I’m just gonna sit on your face forever.”