Your Face Is Her Cushion

Your Face Is Her Cushion
Mistress Cathy looks down at you. You are lounging there, incapable to stir or to escape - she has trussed up your mitts and your feet and you had to realize that there is indeed no way out. She talks to you that you will be her fresh cushion. And before you just imagine what she was talking about, you see her turning around and lowering her big fat string ass right on your face. You want to scream but you cant - she put sticky tape over your mouth! You get into panic as her ass covers your whole sight - you would never be able to keep her whole weight, this will be your end - thats what you are thinking. Then she touches your face and suddenly you cannot breathe through your nose. You are hearing her telling you that this place will be permanent for you, and then you fade .