In a cold sterile room, in a remote, quiet, convent, the sound of silence is interrupted only by the struggles of a desperate victim. The victim of a nun!

She sits high astride his heaving chest, looking down with contempt at what lies restrained beneath her. She slides higher, her rough nylon covered thighs frame his face. She settles into a perfect pin. Her crotch is heavy on his throat, crushing down, making swallowing difficult and pushing his chin upwards, clenching his teeth together.

She opens her thighs wide and moves onto his mouth. Her panties squash his nose flat, and she begins to bounce – Up and down on her victim’s face, rhythmically pumping her *ss. He fights against the restraining straps but has no chance. She is far too well set and experienced to allow that to happen.

She adjusts her position, peels the waistband of her tights down at the back and without ceremony firmly slips his head INSIDE her tights. She immediately covers his face with her panty covered crotch and traps his head. He is totally secure in her nylon prison, unable to escape and struggling to breathe.

The struggle begins! – She is cold and determined. She follows his escape attempts and keeps his gasping face in her sweaty crotch. She pulls, pushes and jams his head into her as she sm*thers the breath from him. L*ttle by l*ttle she weakens him. A spider playing with a fly, knowing that there will only be one victor.

She moves into a full weight sm*ther with her legs extended, making her FULL weight crush his chest while his nose is held firmly in her moist panty gusset and scents.

Without warning she slips off his chest, turns and again slips his head into her tights, trapping his nose against her panty covered *sshole, her p*ssy squashing his mouth. Again, the fight begins. He strains against the straps, but it is futile. The sitting and sm*thering will stop ONLY when she decides it will and not before.

She turns forwards again and slips his head quickly back into her tights. She bounces again, banging his head up and down into the hard mattress. She crosses her legs behind his head, pulling his face into her pelvis, mashing his nose and mouth against her panties. Her scents are strong. He has no head movement and must wait to be allowed to move and breathe.

He gets a l*ttle break when she decides to peel off the tights, but it is short-lived. She quickly puts his head inside the tights and wraps them around, to secure him inside – a nylon hood. There is to be no break. Within seconds she is back on her victim’s face. Her panty covered *ss and p*ssy sm*ther him under her in a wide, open leg forward face sm*ther. She continues to wriggle and press herself down hard on him.

There is no compassion, only coldness. She slides around and sits side-saddle on his face, crushing down painfully hard on his head, making it impossible to move under the weight. His breathing becomes even more difficult. It is so hot and to survive on quickly sn*ffed breaths, taken through the layers of panty and nylon of the tights hood is sapping what’s left of his will and his energy.

She turns into a full reverse sm*ther and pulls her *ss cheeks wide. His nose is worked painfully into her panty covered *sshole and rubbed raw by the nylon of her tights. She Queens him under her *ss, taking him to scary places in his mind. He has no idea how long he will have to endure her cr*elty.

Finally, she removes the tights from his head, and he breathes fresh air. His head is red from the struggle, but again the break is short lived. She is immediately back on his face and riding down his struggles. She sits and sm*thers him with her panty clad *ss and p*ssy, taking him to the edge. Her face says it all. She is c*mpletely uncaring and ruthless.

Cruel Nun Head In Tights