Goddess Janira Wolfe has a trainee strapped down to a bench, and is clad in a one-piece bright bl*e bathing suit, giving a Femdom swimming lesson to Her not-so-willing pupil. She is explaining that one of the first principals that one needs to grasp when learning to swim, is simply learning to hold your breath and not breath water instead of air! Since Goddess Janira was educated at Femdom University on an athletic scholarship, Her techniques are a l*ttle different but more effective:

"This is the way our training will go until you're ready to actually move to the water. I'm going to just....sit on your face now, and you can learn how be more comfortable under the water. To help you get over your fear, I am going to sm*ther you with different parts of my body."

As She is saying this She quickly mounts his face with Her lithe, wiry but muscular frame and zero discernible body fat. Her tiny *ss surprisingly is able to effectively silence the sl*ve c*mpletely; sealing out any sound out all. Her *ss is so muscular, She can mold it to the sl*ve's face, making him unable to even open his mouth or allow any air to escape from his mouth or nose, no matter how hard he breathes. She is an expert Sm*ther Queen, and won't allow a molecule of oxygen to enter the sl*ve's body. He starts bucking and gasping, but She just sits up for a second, allowing him a quick breath, but just as quickly She's back on top of him, sealing off his airway and making sure that he can't take more than a single gulp of air before He's put back down again.

She uses him like a human gym mat, rolling around on his chest to sit on it and sm*ther him with Her feet. Posing with his head as a foot stool, flaunting Her total domination of him. He's chained down but has so l*ttle oxygen all the time that he's too weak to struggle much. She pulls Her feet off and then follows that up by straddling him with Her swimsuit clad p*ssy, putting ALL OF HER WEIGHT onto him and wiggling around. She slides up his chest, lets him take a breath, and then laughing with glee, She slides back down onto his mouth, sealing off the precious oxygen that he longs for.

She starts using Her hands now, warning him that he's not getting any more. He starts trying to beg for the one or two seconds She gives him a breath, but She just carries on, smiling and explaining that no, that won't do, he has to see what it feels like to actually bl*ck out, to get over his fears. She finally sits on his face so long, ignoring his bucking and thrashing until he finally stops. She slowly dismounts his face, chuckling to Herself as She walks off, to return when the sl*ve regains consciousness (albeit with a bad headache).

Swim Lesson Sm*ther (HD 4K MP4)