19 Year-Old Mistress Nova has started training a brand new sl*ve to be Her human furniture. She already has the sl*ve in a blinding hood, collar, leash, and b*ndage mittens, serving as Her footstool, while She relaxes in a bl*ck sports bra and a pair of hot pink booty shorts that perfectly frame Her beautiful round *ss, athletic legs, and toned stomach. She picks up a mean riding crop and explains to the sl*ve what Her training goal is:

"You're already learned how to be My ashtray, coat rack, nightstand, footstool, and toilet paper holder. It's time for you to learn some more skilled furniture positions. My FAVORITE is the face chair. It's always warm and soft. But I keep on having to replace them because I keep forgetting to let them breathe!"

She picks up a riding crop and tells the sl*ve to put its head back on the sofa. She leans down and tells the sl*ve:

"I'm going to sit on your pathetic face now. I want to feel your nose in My *ss - I don't want you breathing. We're going to start with 20 seconds while I go on My phone and check My socials and I DO NOT want to be bothered."

She straddles the sl*ve's head and sits Her luscious *ss down on its face and head, c*mpletely blocking its airways while She plays on Her phone. She folds Her legs up around its head and starts counting. The sl*ve moves a l*ttle toward the end, but She lets it up gasping a l*ttle. She stands on its legs and then turns around and sits on its face forward, silencing its protests:

"Now we're going for 30 seconds, with your nose in My p*ssy. You're so lucky and should be grateful that you get to serve as a chair under such a perfect p*ssy and *ss"

She keeps Her crotch sealed to its face as She casually counts down the seconds, finally letting up the sl*ve at 30 seconds after a lot of squirming and moaning that She punished with cuts from the riding crop, leaving painful red welts on the sl*ve's body. She grabs the sl*ve's leash and pulls its head over to an ottoman, lays its head back, and sits with Her legs wide apart on its face:

"Keep your f*cking nose in my *ss, do NOT try to pull it out to breathe! 40 seconds"

She starts counting and playing with Her phone, but She whips the sl*ve's body when it starts squirming, leaving more painful red marks on its body, its feet start to kick a l*ttle when She finally rises up off gasping, coughing ch*king sl*ve. She gets up but is angry about all of the squirming, She tags its body with still more painful red bites from the crop, then sits on its face again, but with its nose in Her shorts-covered p*ssy again. She takes the sl*ve up to 50 seconds, cropping the sl*ve until it begs for more, over and over.

She makes the sl*ve lay on the ground, then straddles its head again. She starts counting but the sl*ve struggles, so She grabs both of its mittened hands and pins them to the ground while She seals Her crotch on the sl*ve's face. She finally gets up, the sl*ve again ch*kes and gasps for air but She jumps on top of its body and makes it start l*cking Her feet clean, using its tongue as a doormat. After trampling the sl*ve a while, jumping up and down and making it grunt in p*in, She drops back down onto its face the opposite direction:

"Keep your f*cking nose IN My *ss, sl*ve. Don't you dare try to move it out"

She sm*thers the sl*ve again, with it struggling around 50 seconds, She reaches back and pries its face back into Her *ss cr*ck to ensure that no air is able to enter the sl*ve's lungs. She counts down to 70 seconds but when She gets up the sl*ve isn't moving:

"Oh no! Not another one! They're so hard to drag out the door, I was hoping this one would last for at least a few weeks...SL*VE! SL*VE?"

She finally slaps the sl*ve across the face, waking it up sputtering and confused, but quickly comes to and apologizes. She makes the sl*ve thank Her profusely for the training it received.

My New Face Chair (HD 4K MP4)