Miss Vega recently enslaved Her *sshole stepdaddy, after he tried to ground Her but She turned the tables on him by threatening to tell about his affair with a dominatrix he's been paying a bunch of money. Now he's paying Miss Vega and has already been made to worship Her dirty socks and feet.

Now, She's preparing to train the sl*ve to service Her *sshole and p*ssy, but first She wants to ensure that the sl*ve puts Her needs first and ignores its own, like breathing. She knows that in the process the sl*ve will never look at those sacred h*les as fuckholes, but instead fear and revere them as places of service and worship, to be respected. She has the sl*ve now in a latex b*ndage hood, collar & leash with hands cuffed behind it. The sl*ve is leaning against the sofa, when Miss Vega strolls in wearing just a bl*e metallic thong-back bikini.

"Today we're gonna work on your breath control, sl*ve. You need to learn to fear and respect my perfect p*ssy and *ss. To do that, I'm gonna sm*ther your pathetic face with them to show you the power they have over you"

She straddles the sl*ve's head and lowers Her bikini clad p*ssy and *ss down onto the sl*ve's face, sealing both its airways c*mpletely. She sits with Her full weight on the sl*ve's face, pinning its head to the sofa. It groans in p*in as She giggles and explains:

"I'm gonna condition you for 5 minutes without breathing when I'm done with you, but we have to start somewhere. I don't want to have to train a new sl*ve for a while, so we'll condition you starting with 10 easy seconds."

She counts off 10 seconds, then announces they're going to 20 and sits right back down. She rises off of the sl*ve, gasping and sputtering, then tells the it to get on the ground. She squats down onto the sl*ve's face again, but this time She puts Her knees down, mashing the sl*ve's head and face even harder into the floor, It groans in p*in and as She starts counting down, trying to move its head to get a breath but with Her full weight on its face, its a lost cause. She continually crops the sl*ve, leaving bright red welts all over its body. The sl*ve starts crying and complaining:

"Miss Vega, I'm seeing spots!"

"I don't f*cking care, b*tch. You're My sl*ve! Do you see spots NOW?"

She sits back down onto the sl*ve's face before it can catch its breath. It quickly starts to struggle, as its oxygen reserves were never replenished after the last sm*ther. But She just lays into its body with the crop, adding to the welt collection.

She counts down to 30, then 40 changing positions slightly each time. She turns around again, facing the sl*ve's feet, and sits down squarely on its face, crushing its face and head in between Her *ss cheeks, then She lifts Her legs up and stretches them out over the sl*ve's body and starts to t*rment the sl*ve's metal-chastity locked c*ck and b*lls.

She lets the sl*ve up after a 50 second sm*ther and tells it:

"Ok sl*ve, time for the grand finale-a full minute. Ready, set..."

She drops down onto its face before saying go, surprising the sl*ve again. It starts to struggle but She sits on its face with Her full weight, Her legs on its body pinning it helplessly under Her. She lets it up after finishing the countdown, the sl*ve ch*king and coughing for air. She drops the crop on the sl*ve and walks off to get ready for the next training.

No Breathing Allowed Stepdaddy (HD 4K MP4)