Goddess Stella needs to cool down after Her workout, so She has Her sl*ve splayed out on the floor with spreader b*rs, to serve as Her human yoga mat. She walks up to the prone, hooded sl*ve wearing a pair of sexy bl*ck yoga pants with cutouts along the side that show off Her tan-c*lored skin and perfect round *ss. The sports bra shows off Her sexy flat stomach and hourglass figure:

"Sl*ve, you're just an object for a superior Female to use for whatever We need. Today you're gonna be My yoga mat. So just shutup and do nothing; or is that too much for you to remember?"

The sl*ve agrees to follow orders as She straddles its head with both feet on either side.

"I'm gonna start off doing squats over your pathetic face. You will kiss My *ss each time it touches your lips, count the number and then thank Me for the privilege. Begin"

She lowers Her *ss down onto the sl*ve's face, it dutifully kisses a big round cheek, counts and thanks Her until She gets to the fifth one, She sits down with Her full weight onto the sl*ve's face, c*mpletely sealing its airways and blocking its vision.

"I need to take a l*ttle breather here, WHEW! I can really feel that in my quads today"

She keeps sitting and relaxing, the sl*ve starts to squirm as its oxygen stores start to deplete, but She ignores it until it starts to get more frantic. She just sits up slightly, giving the sl*ve a few inches of breathing room as it gasps for air, panting. She lets it breathe for about 3 seconds then sits back down suddenly, sealing its breathing again. She does this a few times, then stands up and grabs Her phone. She sits back down on the sl*ve's face, sealing its airways again.

"I'm gonna c*ll My girl, She might have some ideas on how to use you in even more fun ways, yoga mat. I hope you like the smell of sweaty *ss!"

She starts chatting with Her bestie, rising up every 30 seconds or so to give the sl*ve a short breath, then sitting right back down to begin another, likely longer time serving as Her chair with no air. She giggles with Her friend about trying something new, and then hangs up and stands on the sl*ve's body, doing another set of squats, the sl*ve grunts in p*in as She compresses its body under Her.

"Oh f*ck, My *ss is getting all sweaty, I need to air it out. I hope you don't mind sl*ve. Wait, actually I lied, I hope you do!"

She pulls down the back of Her yoga pants, revealing Her amazing big round *ss and sweaty *ss cr*ck. She stands on either side of the sl*ve's face again and sits Her sweaty *ss down on the sl*ve's face, which disappears inside Her sweat-soaked *ss cr*ck.

"Smell it b*tch! It's a privilege for you to smell the sweat from an *ss as perfect as Mine is. Now f*cking THANK ME"

She pulls Her *ss back slightly, allowing the sl*ve to start gasping and trying to sn*ff deeply and thank Her profusely, over and over. She just laughs and pushes Her sweaty *ss back onto the sl*ve's face which disappears again back inside Her sweaty *ss cr*ck, cutting off its pleading and breathing. She gets up again, the sl*ve gasping and coughing, for air, turns around, and sits down on the sl*ve's face facing it.

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