The Beautiful 18-Year-Old Mistress Destiny comes strolling in, wearing a sexy bl*ck mini skirt and patterned stockings. The sl*ve has been chained on its back, naked with just a collar on. The sl*ve is a new trainee, whom She is giving a crash course on respecting and honoring Her big, beautiful, round y*ung *ss. explaining to the trainee:

"You haven't earned the right to see or taste my naked *ss yet. You must first show Your commitment and dedication to serving by being sm*thered UNDER my perfect *ss, without the ability to breathe at all. While your body may be begging...no SCREAMING at you for air, you must resist, because your needs are secondary, pig"

She mounts the sl*ve's head positioning Her shelf-like *ss over his face and nose, Her bl*ck mini riding up, revealing Her bl*ck nylons and white panties underneath. She explains to the sl*ve that She is going to start with small times and work up from there, starting with 15. She then suddenly drops onto his face before he has a chance to get his breath. He starts kicking and squirming at around 10 seconds because he had no air to begin with, and is gasping, coughing, and whining, apparently assuming that the soft-spoken teenage Domme will have some sympathy for him. But Mistress Destiny smacks his cheek with lightning speed and a very stiff palm, making a vicious cr*cking sound, making the sl*ve's head roll, and for him to wail in p*in.

"Shut up, pig. Now we're going to go for 25 seconds....ready?"

And again, She drops Her *ss down onto the pig's face before he's prepared, so that he runs out of air quite quickly and is squirming around, panicking for breath. But Mistress Destiny just rolls Her eyes and reaches behind Her royal *ss and grasps his head with both hands, making sure he can't cheat and catch a single molecule of precious oxygen. Finally, She sits up, and he starts gasping and ch*king for air, coughing, wheezing, and whining. But She just calmly reaches back, straightening Her hand and lashing out with three lightning-quick hand slaps, the sl*ve's head bobbing around with the impact. She warns the sl*ve:

"Stop complaining pig, or we'll just have to start over from the beginning"

She turns around, facing the sl*ve and straddles his face from the front, provocatively rubbing Her panty-clad crotch in his face.

"Be quiet, sl*ve. Now you're going to serve my p*ssy and we're going to 40 seconds. GO"

She drops down with Her p*ssy in his face this time, sm*thering his protests. He tries to be calm and conserve his oxygen, but he squirms around a l*ttle, and Mistress Destiny grasps his head bangs Her *ss down harder, the sl*ve struggling and flailing towards the end. Finally, She lets off of him, his wheezing and crying ignored, She just walks off, leaving the broken sl*ve wondering what could be next.

Buried In *ss! (HD 4K MP4)