Madame Marissa's Perverse Training for the Upcoming Riding Tournament
Madame Marissa, a confident and unapologetic riding enthusiast, had an upcoming riding tournament in the weekend. She was determined to win and went to great lengths to ensure her success. One of her tactics involved using her defeated slave as a human saddle. Her plan was to bind him tightly onto a box, positioning his face beneath her riding pants and sexy ass, so she could comfortably practice different riding styles while preparing for the tournament.
The slave found himself bound and helpless under Marissa's control. His face, flattened by the weight of her body, served as a seat for the sadistic mistress. However, Marissa found his constant squirming and wiggling distracting from her training. She decided to motivate him further by promising kicks from her riding boots and swats from her riding crop for every time he disrupted her practice. The thought of being hit by those instruments of punishment was enough to send shivers down his spine.
Marissa began her training by straddling the slave's face and testing different positions. Her heavy weight bore down on him, making it difficult to breathe beneath her solid riding pants. She switched between standing up and sitting down, never giving him a moment's break from the stifling pressure. The bound slave struggled fruitlessly against his restraints as Marissa's sweat trickled down onto his face, further confirming his humiliating role in her preparation.
Despite the discomfort and pain he endured, the slave could not deny that Marissa was an exceptional rider. Her control over the horse was mesmerizing, and she made it look effortless. He wondered how she had managed to tame such a powerful animal, all while using him as a living saddle. As Marissa continued to practice, the time ticked by, and it became clear that escape was impossible.
The slave grew tired of being used as little more than a piece of furniture for Marissa's amusement. It wasn't long before she noticed his discomfort and became angry. She withdrew her riding crop and began striking him repeatedly across his face and body, leaving welts and bruises in her wake. "I told you not to disturb me during my training," she growled, her voice cold and menacing.
Determined to not be disturbed again, Marissa tied one end of a rope around her boot and the other around the slave's genitals. As she rode, the movement of her body caused an excruciating pull on his most sensitive areas. Each jerk of the rein or shift in weight sent shockwaves through his body, further emphasizing his degradation and despair.
