Faith loved the feeling of being at Mistress Luna's mercy, knowing that every insult and humiliation she inflicted was because he deserved it. In this latest scenario, they found themselves on the roof of a luxurious apartment building, the sun beating down on them as Mistress Luna slowly lowered herself onto Faith's face.
Her thick, muscular thighs parted as she sat down, completely covering his head and leaving him gasping for air. With her massive ass resting directly on his mouth, Faith could feel her tight, spandex-clad cheeks pressing against his chin and forehead. Despite the suffocating sensation, he couldn't help but breathe in her irresistible scent - a sweet, musky aroma that mixed with the faint smell of sweat and leather from her outfit.
Mistress Luna leaned back, propping herself up on her hands and watching as Faith struggled to take in air around her imposing form. She knew this was one of his biggest turn-ons - feeling helpless and completely consumed by her enormous body.
"Sniff my ass, Faith," she commanded, her voice booming in his ear. "Show me how much you enjoy being dominated by a real goddess."
Obediently, Faith pressed his face harder into her tight, round cheeks, inhaling deeply as the scent filled his nostrils. He could hear Mistress Luna's heartbeat thumping against his ear, feeling the warmth of her body radiating heat onto his skin.
As he moved to sniff her tight opening, Mistress Luna paused, her ass hovering just inches above his face. "No," she growled softly, "I haven't forgotten about your pathetic little cock cage."
With that, she leaned forward and brought her hand down between their bodies. She squeezed gently at first, but then harder as Faith whimpered in anticipation. Slowly, she pulled back her hand and revealed a small chastity cage fitted snugly over his mouth.
"Open up, Faith," she said, smirking as he opened his mouth wide to accommodate the cage. "Let me see how well you can breathe with this thing on."
With that, Mistress Luna sat back up, leaning against the railing and giving Faith a better view of her massive ass. She reached down and began to slowly massage her hole, teasing him with every gentle squeeze.
"You know what you have to do, Faith," she purred. "You want to taste me, don't you?"
Faith nodded eagerly, his eyes never leaving her massive behind. He knew that this was what he deserved - to be reduced to a sniveling, pathetic creature, willing to do anything for the pleasure of his mistress.
With a sigh, Mistress Luna leaned forward once more, resting her weight on Faith's face as he struggled to breathe around the restrictive cage. She slowly lowered herself onto his face once again, grinding her hips against his mouth as he eagerly licked and kissed her ass.
As he tasted her sweet musk and felt the warmth of her body against his skin, Faith knew that there was nowhere else he would rather be than at the mercy of Mistress Luna. This was his heaven, his torture, and his salvation - all wrapped up in one glorious package.
