Mercedes, a confident and powerful woman, decided to take matters into her own hands. Today, she wanted to sit on her slave's face and watch herself in the mirror. The thought of seeing her ass flatten his features excited her beyond measure.
As she entered the room, she could feel his breath hitch in anticipation. He knew what was coming and couldn't help but tremble with excitement and fear. She positioned herself comfortably on a stool in front of a full-length mirror, giving him an unobstructed view of her ass.
Without breaking eye contact, Mercedes gently but firmly pushed down on his forehead, urging him to lower his head towards her perfect round butt. He obeyed immediately, his tongue already beginning to lick and kiss the edges of her tight opening.
Mercedes moaned softly, feeling herself growing wetter at his touch. She leaned forward slightly, allowing him better access to her opening. "That's it, slave," she purred. "Tongue-fuck me with all you've got."
As he complied, Mercedes slowly began to rock back and forth, slipping him deeper inside her with each motion. She watched as his eyes widened in disbelief at the sheer size of her ass engulfing his face. The look of awe mixed with fear was intoxicating to her.
She leaned forward further so that their bodies were almost touching tip to toe in the mirror. Their reflections intertwined; hers dominating and commanding while his remained submissive and eager. Mercedes could feel the warmth building inside her, signaling her impending climax.
"You're gonna make mommy cum, slave," she groaned softly. "Suck on these tits while you're at it." She unhooked her bra, exposing her perfect breasts to his hungry mouth. As he eagerly began suckling on her hard nips, Mercedes lost control. Her orgasm was intense; waves of pleasure rolling through every inch of her body.
Finally, sated and spent, Mercedes leaned back with a contented sigh. She looked over at the mirror, admiring once again the sight of her ass looming over his face. Their reflections seemed to dance in the dim light, their roles in this intimate act clearly defined yet still charged with secret excitement.
"Very good, slave," she said softly. "Now it's time for you to clean me up." She didn't need to tell him what that entailed; he knew it would be a reward and a punishment all in one. He would be grateful to feel her hot juices coating his face, but at the same time, he would know that this was only because she had deigned to let him.
Mercedes watched, almost feeling sorry for him, as he began to lick and suck at her dripping slit. The power she held over him was intoxicating, and for a moment, she wondered how long she could maintain this Dance of Dominance and Submission. But then she banished those thoughts, knowing that as long as she held his leash, he would always be hers to command.
