Mistress Ziva Fey Is Testing Her New Sl*ve’s Ability To Serve Under Her Perfect Body. Furniture doesn’t need to breathe or move. She has the sl*ve blindfolded, in b*ndage, a metal chastity, chained to a table. Her perfect *ss and p*ssy are framed in Her incredibly sexy, bl*ck PVC leotard, Her p*ssy lips bulging out of either side of the thong, Her muscular *ss cheeks sticking out like a shelf. She has a pad and pen and is taking careful notes:

“Ok b*tch, we’re going to test your breath control today. Since you’re going to serve as my furniture-among other things-you need to be trained to serve first. Furniture doesn’t move or BREATHE.”

She quickly walks up to the sl*ve’s face, who can’t see Her coming, and plops Her thong-covered p*ssy onto his face with Her full weight, leaning back onto the sl*ve’s face. With Her full weight pinning the sl*ve’s head down and chained to the table, all the sl*ve can do is make muffled noises. She gets up suddenly, the sl*ve gasping for breath:

“We’re going to stat out at 15 seconds, but if you struggle too much that will make the test results irrelevant and we’ll just have to start over again.”

She suddenly sits back down on the sl*ve’s face, straddling him with Her PVC-covered p*ssy before he can take a breath. She lifts Her feet off the floor, centering all of Her body weight on his face. She squeezes Her thighs over his ears, Her *ss cheeks flopping out on either side of his head. She briefly lifts up Her *ss cheeks, giving the sl*ve a quick frantic gasp for precious air. But She only allows a breath or two before releasing Her perfect cheeks, which slap back onto both sides of his face and seal his airways tight once again.

“It took you almost four seconds to thank me for the breath I gave you after the last sm*ther. So, there has to be a punishment”

She retrieves a few clothespins and starts attaching them to the sl*ve’s exposed b*lls, making the sl*ve screech in p*in, then sits Her perfect *ss back on the sl*ve’s face, straddling his head with both muscular legs.

“Ok, now it’s 25 seconds, and I’m gonna do some exercises on your worthless face. It will be a big improvement on your looks”

She plants Her *ss on his face, causing it and starts doing leg lifts, counting them out....

To Be Continued In Part II: Sm*thering 101 : Final Exam-Grade F

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