Empress Lychee's neighbor invited himself over to Her house, trying to get Her with but She got a video of him sn*ffing Her shoes and jacking his pathetic peanut on Her phone and used it to make him Her sl*ve. Now She's using the sl*ve as a chair and yoga mat while She stretches and catches up on social media and some phone calls.

Empress Lychee has Her neighbor-sl*ve on his back, hands chained above his head, but also wearing a head harness that is also secured by a chain, ensuring the sl*ve is c*mpletely helpless and unable to move his head more than an inch or two. Empress has just finished a workout and is wearing just a pair of bl*ck and bl*e booty shorts and a bl*ck sports bra. She tells the sl*ve:

"You aren't good for much more than being a yoga mat and chair for my perfect p*ssy and *ss, which are all sweaty after my workout. I'm gonna do some squats over your st*pid face. When my *ss touches your face, you will give it a loving kiss, count the number so I don't have to, and thank me. I'm gonna do 10 and then rest"

She starts doing forward squats over his face, holding Her hands out in front of Her, as Her *ss smacks the sl*ve in the face, he puckers his lips and kisses Her *ss each time, and dutifully thanks Her for each one. Finally, after 10 She doesn't stand back up but just sits down fully on the sl*ve's face with Her full weight.

I want you to inhale the scent and imprint it in your pathetic sl*ve mind; it's the scent of your Owner. Now chairs don't move or make noise, so you don't either, *ss-face"

She sits down onto the sl*ve's face, Her round l*ttle *ss perfectly covers his mouth and nose. She puts Her full weight onto his airways, pinning the sl*ve's head to the floor. but to make sure the wimp knows he's not going anywhere, She reaches down and holds his arms down too.

She sits on the sl*ve's face for a while, the sl*ve's starts to make muffled noises and flops around, but She just holds his arms down. Finally She sits up for a second for him to catch some wind, but quickly sits back down on his gasping face, shutting him up.

"Shut up, just take it! Chairs don't make all this noise and move around, you're ruining my rest!"

She hold his arms down the entire time until he starts to get desperate, but again She just gives him small breathes and sits back down onto his face with Her full weight. She pulls the sl*ve's head deeper into Her crotch, grinding it in to ensure not a single molecule of air gets to the sl*ve that hasn't p*ssed through Her sweaty p*ssy and *ss.

Empress Lychee is a ruthless sm*ther Queen and knows how to keep Her sl*ve on the edge, overwhelmed and c*mpletely dominated, a broken, babbling lackey is what She turns him into by the end.

Be My Face Chair (HD 4K MP4)