Goddess Mila wants to teach Her new sl*ve that Her p*ssy is something to be respected, feared and worshiped. She has the sl*ve strapped down to a b*ndage table with a blindfold on so it doesn't know what's coming and when. She's wearing a bl*ck PVC romper, Her DD boobs threatening to burst out of the top and Her prodigious bush peeks out of the corners. She carries a bl*ck riding crop, which She smacks the sl*ve's chest with it to get its attention:

"Sl*ve, today you're going to learn to respect and even fear My perfect p*ssy. Males like you see a superior Woman's p*ssy as just a f*ck h*le, a place for your disgusting, under-sized c*ck. Well, I'm going to cure you of that particular problem today"

She climbs onto the sl*ve's face, straddling it and hovers over its face. She starts fingering Her PVC-covered p*ssy in the sl*ve's face, then pushes it down onto its nose:

"I want to you to take deep inhales of My p*ssy scent, pig. That's the scent of your superior Owner. IN AND OUT, IN AND OUT"

The sl*ve starts inhaling deeply, telling Her how much it loves the smell. She starts rubbing it over his nose, making him take lungful after lungful of p*ssy-scented air. She rubs it back and forth but then suddenly sits down with Her full weight directly onto the sl*ve's face, driving its nose into Her PVC-covered p*ssy. The sl*ve can go nowhere, being securely chained to the table. She rises up after 10 seconds or so, the sl*ve gasps for breath, as it wasn't ready for the sudden oxygen deprivation.

"Sl*ve, I want you to thank Me every time I sm*ther you with My perfect p*ssy. You're so lucky I'm taking the time to condition you like this, I could've just started with using you as a chair and watched TV until you blacked out"

The sl*ve thanks Her, She presses Her crotch into the sl*ve's nose again:

"Keep smelling it, I want you to inhale nothing but p*ssy air! Now tell Me My p*ssy owns you!"

The sl*ve keeps breathing in and out, but She drops down again onto its face, this time lifting Her legs up and swinging them in the air, flattening the sl*ve's face.

"You know, your face is soooo comfortable-your breath is warm on My p*ssy and *sshole, and its so much softer than a cold plastic seat"

She sm*thers the sl*ve longer, swinging Her legs back and forth to make sure Her full weight is centered on the sl*ve's face. Once She rises up and the gasping, coughing sl*ve thanks Her, She gets up and turns around so She is facing the sl*ve.

"Let's try it this way., b*tch. When My p*ssy generously gives you air again, I want you to thank My perfect p*ssy for sm*thering you"

She finally rises up again, the sl*ve does as told but as soon as it does She drops down again sealing its airways and putting Her full weight again onto its mouth with Her hairy crotch. She tells the sl*ve:

"Now I'm going to sm*ther you with My perfect p*ssy for 30 seconds, then 40, then 50, and so on. I don't care if you're ready each time either"

She sits down suddenly on the sl*ve's face again, not giving it a chance to take a breath. The sl*ve struggles and starts to panic, trying to move its head away, but She reaches down and straightens its head to ensure its mouth and nose are sealed by Her crotch. Each time it gets worse and the sl*ve is crying for mercu at the end. She tells the, whimpering, traumatized sl*ve:

"Ok b*tch. Who owns you again?"

"Your p*ssy Goddess"

She drops the crop on the sl*ve's body and walks out.

Making You Smell My P*ssy (HD 4K MP4)