Mistress Ivy Jane has a new furniture sl*ve that She is training as a human chair. She has the sl*ve strapped down to a b*ndage table, wrists and ankles chained, in chastity, with a latex sl*ve hood and collar. She strolls in wearing a skimpy bl*ck bikini. She climbs up on the table, sits on his chest and tells him:

"Today we're going to start your furniture training. You're obviously not a man, that's why I've locked up your l*ttle birth defect. So I think you'll make a much better chair, like I'm sitting on now. But I think your pathetic face looks a lot more comfortable"

She slides forward onto his face with Her full weight, cutting of his air and sm*thering him c*mpletely. He makes muffled cries under Her but is helpless to stop Her. She keeps talking:

"Your face IS comfortable. The sl*ve you're replacing could only last two minutes, so I expect more from you"

She rises up after about 10 seconds, but since he wasn't prepared, he's gasping for air. She slaps his face and says:

"Oh my, so dramatic you are! Let's see how dramatic you get now. You're so lucky you get to smell My *ss"

She drops back onto his face, lifting Her legs up so She is pinning his head with Her full weight. She leans back and starts counting off the seconds calmly, while the sl*ve starts to struggle after about 12 seconds. She lets him up again, to more gasping and coughing. She rises back up and disapprovingly shakes Her head.

"I'm gonna c*ll My girlfriends and see what they think......hi, Melanie! Did I interrupt anyth....oh, You're training a new sl*ve too? Hilarious! This one is really struggling to be My chair, he can barely handle 15 seconds. How much do You think he can handle before he....30 seconds? You're on!"

She hangs up the phone and immediately sits back down on the sl*ve's face while explaining:

"She's gonna come over and will do more than 30 seconds with you if I can't, and if She does, She wins the bet. So you'd better not let me down!"

She counts up to 20, lets up the gasping, ch*king, coughing sl*ve. Standing up, She sits back down on his face from the side, like riding sidesaddle. She sits with Her full weight again, holding the sl*ve's head down with a hand while continuing to sm*ther him. He starts to struggle at 23 seconds but She doesn't relent, finally giving the sl*ve air while he sputters for air again.

"Quite flopping around like a disgusting fish, you're a f*cking chair! Act like one if you want to keep those pathetic b*lls. Chairs don't have b*lls either!"

She then stands up puts one shapely leg over the sl*ve's mouth and suddenly slams it down over his mouth. She holds his head down to make sure he can't cheat while She counts down again, the sl*ve's body flopping around again. She stands back over the sl*ve face again, hovering:

"You're gonna take more than 30 seconds now, with My perfect *ss and My full weight. You'd better appreciate it, b*tch"

She drops down on his face, lifting Her legs in the air and putting Her hands back on his body She counts down from 35 seconds, struggling to stay on his face while he buck and wriggles, trying desperately to get oxygen, but to no avail. When She lets him breath, he ch*kes out a 'thank you' after being slapped again. She just laughs and walks away, saying:

"Melanie will be here soon, b*tch. I hope you're ready for more!"

Breath Training My B*tch (HD 4K MP4)