Story: Mistress molly's boyfriend was ordered by the female judge to undergo lady yaya's "female empathy training" or go to jail. lady yaya has already put him in bondage, a blindfold and cuffed his hands behind his back. he was made to worship their sweaty socks, stockings and feet, and to serve as their footstool and human carpet. lady yaya and mistress molly both take off their clothes, stripping down to their sexy black bras and turquoise panties, nicely showing off their perfect bodies, but the slave can't see a thing with the form-fitting blindfold around his head. now, lady yaya is taking the training of mistress molly's former boyfriend to the next level: "ok mistress molly, now we're going to take the training of this pig to the next level. i'm going to show you how to treat men; like human furniture. the only way the male will actually respect you is through fear" she grabs his head with her hand and straddles it with her muscular legs and plump round ass, telling mistress molly: "i'm going to use this slave as a chair, as human furniture; a place to park our sweaty pussy and ass. chairs don't need air, or clean panties, or panties at all! to start, we'll smother this chair in 10 second increments. like this...." she sits down with her full weight on the slave's face with her panty covered pussy, grabbing the back of its head and pushing it even deeper to ensure that no oxygen can pass through its airways. "do you like the smell of musty pussy and asshole, chair? we'll keep counting higher and higher until eventually, chair, you will take 3 minutes without breathing. but today, we will just shoot for a full minute" she rises up off of the chair's face, leaving it gasping for air, while mistress molly takes lady yaya's place straddling the slave's head with her panty-covered pussy. she sits down somewhat tentatively at first, but does seal its airways shut. lady yaya counts down 10 seconds but this time gives mistress molly some coaching. she has mistress molly put her legs up on the chair's body so she puts her full weight on its mouth and nose, completely sealing off the chair's airways and crushing its head under her. "now that's it! that's how you properly use an inferior male as your personal face stool. work it girl! let's countdown, 10....9....8" she smother the male, then gets up, a smile on her face as he gasps for air. lady yaya slaps his face, telling him: "you ungrateful fucking pig! you should be thanking us for doing this for you, instead of just using you for 3 minutes right away! i want to hear a 'thank you' to whichever superior female is using your pathetic face to support her superior ass" he agrees, after being cropped and slapped again, to thank each of them for his torment after each turn is done. mistress molly plops her ass down onto his face, mashing his features in the crack of her luscious round ass, the thong barely covering her brown starfish. lady yaya takes her feet off of the slave's body so that her legs are sticking straight out and up, putting all of her weight onto the slave's face, obliterating it. "do you like having your nose in my asshole, slave? that's where it belongs. if you're a good chair, maybe i'll give you a nice fart to breathe in" he moans in obvious pain as they just laugh and start counting down from 20, then 30. the slave is coughing and wheezing at this point. then lady yaya tells the chair: "if you really meant those 'thank you's' for being used, you would beg for more, chair" the slave starts begging to have its face sat on. lady yaya slaps the chairs face: "i can't fucking hear you, chair. not that it matters, but....what do you want?" the slave begs even more desperately, lady yaya drops down onto the chair's face while it begs, cutting off the sound and making them both laugh as the chair's face disappears again between female ass cheeks. she takes another turn, doing the splits onto the slave's head for 40, then 50 seconds. then lady yaya suggests: "let's both sit on the chair's airways with our asses for a full minute! that will be sooo fun. chair, you will beg us to sit our superior female asses on your worthless face for a full minute. beg, now!" the slave asks exactly as she says mistress molly backs her ass up, touching lady yaya's ass together over the chair's face. they lower them quickly down onto the chair's face, crushing it under the full weight of both of them. the slave struggles and moans in pain, trying to adjust its head in a position that doesn't put 250 pounds of pressure on his face, but to no avail, being in bondage and blindfolded he is compelled to serve as their chair: "haha, look at the chair struggling! whatever you do, do not let it breathe! we'll never get the thing to a 3 minutes letting the miserable thing cheat" they hold its head inside their sweaty, smelly crotches, counting down slowly from 60 seconds. the slave starts to really moan and thrash around as they get down to about 15 seconds left, then lays still while they finish the countdown. they rise up off the chair's face, but the slave just lays motionless. lady yaya slaps the chair's face, waking it up. it thanks both of them, obviously possessing all of its faculties, as they toss their riding crop and flogger onto the slave's body and walk away to have some other fun.
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