Empress L comes bounding into the dungeon wearing just a skimpy tank top and a pair of pink yoga pants that perfectly frame Her incredible *ss, legs and camel toe. She has Her sl*ve c*mpletely sissified, wearing a sl*ve hood, French Maids PVC dress, petticoat, locking bl*ck patent spike heels and is secured, spread eagle, on her back on a bright red b*ndage sofa. She tells the b*tch:

"S*ssy, I had such a great workout, that it inspired today's training! I'm really sweaty and need to rest. I need to just sit and chill and catch up on my texts and snaps"

"Yes Empress, I'm so glad You had a great workout and of course You should rest!"

"I don't give a f*ck what YOU think you st*pid f*cking c*nt. I'm tired of listening to your idiotic comments, so I'm gonna use your st*pid face to sit down and use my phone"

She climbs up on top of the sl*ve and immediately sits Her sweaty, yoga-pants covered p*ssy in his face with Her full weight, cutting the b*tch off in mid-sentence, the s*ssy can't do a thing about it, as She has the wimp secured tightly. She starts playing with Her phone, c*mpletely ignoring the muffled sounds coming from between Her legs. She counts down to 15 and lets the sl*ve breathe.

"Ok b*tch, that was easy, so let's double that to 30. Ready? I hope NOT!"

She surprises the sl*ve and sits down on her airways, muffling Her cries of protest. She just giggles and starts reading Her phone, counting down lazily from 30. The sl*ve starts to panic at around 25 seconds, squirming around and making noise, but She just holds the sl*ve's head and pushes it further into Her dark, sweaty crotch. She finally lets the b*tch have some oxygen, the sl*ve ch*kes and gasps desperately for air and cries for mercy, but She's having none of it.

"What the f*ck? You should be HONORED to sm*ther under an *ss and p*ssy as perfect as Mine, you ungrateful f*cking maid! Let's go for a full minute then shall we?"

She plops back down onto the sl*ve's face and starts the counting. At around 40 seconds the sl*ve is clearly panicking, as She surprised the sl*ve again so the s*ssy didn't have time to get a full breath. The sl*ve starts flopping around like a fish, but She reaches back and starts to use the crop on the s*ssy as well. She puts a foot on the floor to balance and ensure that no air passes through to the sl*ve's lungs. Finally, the sl*ve lays still and after 60 seconds She gets off the sl*ve's face.

"Oh, looks like the dumb b*tch is out" - She tells Her girlfriend over the phone. She sits back down on the sl*ve's body, telling Her girlfriend:

"I'll just wait for the b*tch to wake up and then I'll punish her for napping on duty!"

Sm*thered S*ssy Wh*re (HD 4K MP4)

Smthered Sssy Wh*re (HD 4K MP4)