Madame Marissa's Innovative Use of a Slave: A Struggling "Barstool" under Her Hard Denim
Madame Marissa has always been known for her unconventional methods of keeping her slaves in check. One particularly busy night at her favorite watering hole, she noticed a slave lounging about without any productive tasks to occupy himself. The idea struck her immediately - why not put him to use as a barstool instead of the traditional wooden one? It would serve him right for his lack of initiative.
Without warning, she summoned the unsuspecting slave over and ordered him to get onto the floor. Lifting his face up with one hand, she positioned it beneath her own, leaning against the bar. Her full weight pushed his head back, causing him to squirm uncomfortably as the hard denim of her jeans molded to his contours. The discomfort was compounded by the rigid fabric flattening his nose against his face. He whimpered pathetically, unable to catch his breath as she ignored his pleas for mercy.
As she chatted away on the phone, she seemed oblivious to his struggles beneath her. Her call ended, she casually dismissed him with an unapologetic shove off her lap before moving on with her evening. However, unbeknownst to her helpless barstool slave, she had one more punishment in store for him. Tying one end of a rope around his neck and the other to a nearby post, she ensured that he couldn't fall over while continuing to smother him under her jeans.
"Oh, sorry buddy," she chuckled darkly, "but you're gonna take it."
Despite his protests and squirming, Madame Marissa remained unmoved by his discomfort. The stifled sounds of his whimpers only served to fuel her sadistic amusement. It seemed her creativity knew no bounds when it came to devising new ways to torment her slaves.
Once she'd finished her business, she untied him once more and pushed him roughly onto the floor. The facesitting continued relentlessly – a testament to her unyielding dominance over those unfortunate enough to fall under her control. It was clear that this particular slave would learn his lesson well: compliance or excruciating torment.
