Mistress Ivy Jane has Her sl*ve trussed up on the floor, wrists, and ankles securely chained, collared and hooded. She walks in wearing a super-sexy, bl*ck and white wrap-around bikini, that highlights Her amazing body and perfectly sculpted *ss. She sits down hard on the sl*ve's chest, announcing:

"Well wimp, we took your l*ttle peanut out for cleaning, but the chastity goes back on now"

She puts a metal chastity cage on him, telling him that She needs to prepare him for the treat that he's getting:

"I've been laying out in the sun all day! My *ss and sweet p*ssy are all sweaty and stinky, so I'm gonna sit on your pathetic face, and you'll only be able to breathe in my smells. Doesn't that sound like fun?"

She sits on his face hard, with Her full weight, and sm*thers him before he can answer, sealing his airways with Her perfect, but sweaty, bikini-covered round *ss and p*ssy. He makes muffled sounds underneath Her as She continues to explain:

"You need to learn how to put My needs before yours-after all, you're just a sl*ve; an object to me. A toy and a tool for me to use for whatever the f*ck I want, regardless of your 'feelings' on the subject, maggot"

She lifts Her round *ss off of his face, the sl*ve immediately starts gasping for air. She allows him to recover for a second, then sternly orders him:

"Beg Me to trap you under My sweaty *ss. SAY IT! SAY IT NOW, SL*VE!"

She slaps him hard across the face, making him wince in p*in, but he also immediately complies with Her order:

"Mistress, please trap me under Your sweaty *ss!"

"I can't hear you"

"MISTRESS, PLEASE TRAP ME UNDER YOUR SWEATY *SS, PLEASE MISTRESS, I NEED TO BE TRAPPED!"

She drops down onto his face, Her *ss cheeks enveloping his entire face; he is literally buried in Her *ss. She holds his head down and starts leisurely counting down, lifting Her legs off the floor and throwing Her arms in the air, to concentrate even MORE weight onto the pathetic sl*ve's face. She takes longer and longer times, and when She finally sits up for a second then starts t*rmenting his poor b*lls by slapping them over and over. Lightly at first and then harder and harder until he is screaming and begging for mercy, but She just drops back down onto his face, sm*thering him again.

She pushes his head in, reverses, and squeezes his head with Her thighs, while making fun of his tiny pathetic, caged c*ck and b*lls that She pinches and slaps, making him scream and expel valuable air, that She then by sm*thering him again. By the end, the sl*ve is a sobbing wreck and Mistress Ivy feels refreshed as She walks off to enjoy the day, leaving the broken sl*ve to recover until the next session

Trapped Under My Perfect *ss (HD 4K MP4)