Mistress Ziva Fey left Her slave after making it clean Her sweaty, dirty feet after a long weekend at a music festival. But She gave the slave explicit instructions to not move a muscle from the ottoman that its bound to, wearing a blindfold. She comes back from lunch, opens the door, walks in, and notices that Her slave has indeed moved.
"What the fuck? I told you not to move a fucking muscle and I come back and you've clearly moved. I'm gonna have to punish you for this. I think today we're gonna stretch your breath training today, starting NOW"
She sits down onto the sl...
Mistress Ziva Fey left Her slave after making it clean Her sweaty, dirty feet after a long weekend at a music festival. But She gave the slave explicit instructions to not move a muscle from the ottoman that its bound to, wearing a blindfold. She comes back from lunch, opens the door, walks in, and notices that Her slave has indeed moved.
"What the fuck? I told you not to move a fucking muscle and I come back and you've clearly moved. I'm gonna have to punish you for this. I think today we're gonna stretch your breath training today, starting NOW"
She sits down onto the slave's face with Her full weight, then leans forward to put it in a head-scissor, squeezing its neck until its face starts, the slave's face flattening under Her blue jean cut-offs and sealing its airways. It starts making croaking sounds, but She sits up again, momentarily giving it some air but then sits down heavily on its face again, completely cutting off its breathing.
"Your face looks a lot better with My ass on it. It finally has a use, and its finally fucking quiet for once too. It's a two-for-one!"
She jumps up, the slave gasping for air now that it has the chance, but She drops on of Her thighs over its mouth and nose, smashing them shut as She squeezes Her small but powerful thighs tightly to smother the slave again.
"See, it doesn't really matter what part of Me I use, I control your breathing. I can take it away in sooo many ways. I'm gonna make sure you never forget it"
She pops Her thigh up momentarily, letting the slave gasp for another lungful of air as She smashes its face again with Her thigh. Once the slave is struggling for air, She jumps up onto its face again, sitting squarely on its face, its nose stuck in Her ass crack as He cheeks frame both sides of its face.
"That's your place, bitch. Breathing My ass air is the only air you deserve. Keep your nose there and get used to that smell"
She waits until the slave is desperately squirming and making moaning noises under Her, She stands up on the slave's chest and does an ass drop down onto its face again, then smothers it until it becomes desperate, then gives it just the tiniest gasps of air, then cuts off its airways with Her ass in countless positions.
"You should know by now that My ass owns you. It's the part of Me, well, besides My feet, that you belong to. Now say it, ass face"
The slave coughs and wheezes for some breath, then starts to repeat what She said, but She uses the order to suddenly sit on its face again hard, cutting off its words and breath with Her perfectly round ass cheeks.
She reaches down to hold its head in place, ensuring that not a single molecule of air goes into the slave' lungs.
Before She leaves, She orders the slave to stay in the same position again and not move a MUSCLE until She returns again.
