It was a warm summer's day at Boss Girls Productions, and Lady Assya Blonde was feeling particularly bored. She had been working long hours, and her slave had failed yet again to meet her expectations. As she scrolled through her social media feed, she spotted a post from one of her fellow dominatrixes about how satisfying it was to sit on her slave's face. Intrigued, she decided to try it out herself.
Her slave was already in the dungeon, kneeling on the cold hard floor with a look of dread upon his face. Lady Assya Blonde sauntered over to him, her high heels clacking against the concrete floor. Without a word, she lowered herself down onto his face, feeling the warmth of his breath on her skin.
At first, it was an incredible feeling. The slave's hot breath sent shivers down her spine, and she couldn't help but savor the power she held over him. But as time wore on, the novelty started to wear off. She realized that she was just using him like a piece of furniture, treating him like trash.
Despite these thoughts running through her mind, she remained seated on his face, pressing her great ass into his nose and mouth. She could feel him squirming beneath her, trying to get air but unable to move under her weight. She counted silently in her head, wondering how long he could last without oxygen before he passed out.
After what felt like an eternity, Lady Assya Blonde finally stood up, dusting off her hands in satisfaction. Her slave’s face was red and flushed, and he coughed violently as he tried to catch his breath. “That was… quite something,” he managed to utter between gasps.
Lady Assya Blonde glared down at him, unimpressed. “A total loser,” she spat. “You have absolutely no skills at all.” With that, she turned on her heel and stormed out of the dungeon, leaving the unsuspecting slave to writhe in pain on the cold floor.
