Story: Mistress ivy jane has a new furniture slave that she is training as a human chair. she has the slave strapped down to a bondage table, wrists and ankles chained, in chastity, with a latex slave hood and collar. she strolls in wearing a skimpy black bikini. she climbs up on the table, sits on his chest and tells him: "today we're going to start your furniture training. you're obviously not a man, that's why i've locked up your little birth defect. so i think you'll make a much better chair, like i'm sitting on now. but i think your pathetic face looks a lot more comfortable" she slides forward onto his face with her full weight, cutting of his air and smothering him completely. he makes muffled cries under her but is helpless to stop her. she keeps talking: "your face is comfortable. the slave you're replacing could only last two minutes, so i expect more from you" she rises up after about 10 seconds, but since he wasn't prepared, he's gasping for air. she slaps his face and says: "oh my, so dramatic you are! let's see how dramatic you get now. you're so lucky you get to smell my ass" she drops back onto his face, lifting her legs up so she is pinning his head with her full weight. she leans back and starts counting off the seconds calmly, while the slave starts to struggle after about 12 seconds. she lets him up again, to more gasping and coughing. she rises back up and disapprovingly shakes her head. "i'm gonna call my girlfriends and see what they think......hi, melanie! did i interrupt anyth....oh, you're training a new slave too? hilarious! this one is really struggling to be my chair, he can barely handle 15 seconds. how much do you think he can handle before he....30 seconds? you're on!" she hangs up the phone and immediately sits back down on the slave's face while explaining: "she's gonna come over and will do more than 30 seconds with you if i can't, and if she does, she wins the bet. so you'd better not let me down!" she counts up to 20, lets up the gasping, choking, coughing slave. standing up, she sits back down on his face from the side, like riding sidesaddle. she sits with her full weight again, holding the slave's head down with a hand while continuing to smother him. he starts to struggle at 23 seconds but she doesn't relent, finally giving the slave air while he sputters for air again. "quite flopping around like a disgusting fish, you're a fucking chair! act like one if you want to keep those pathetic balls. chairs don't have balls either!" she then stands up puts one shapely leg over the slave's mouth and suddenly slams it down over his mouth. she holds his head down to make sure he can't cheat while she counts down again, the slave's body flopping around again. she stands back over the slave face again, hovering: "you're gonna take more than 30 seconds now, with my perfect ass and my full weight. you'd better appreciate it, bitch" she drops down on his face, lifting her legs in the air and putting her hands back on his body she counts down from 35 seconds, struggling to stay on his face while he buck and wriggles, trying desperately to get oxygen, but to no avail. when she lets him breath, he chokes out a 'thank you' after being slapped again. she just laughs and walks away, saying: "melanie will be here soon, bitch. i hope you're ready for more!"
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