Keep still as ordered

All you can do now is submit to Miss Locke's demands and hope she'll really let you breathe when you do...

You suppress your rising panic - but not your raging erection, and lie perfectly still, allowing Miss Locke to use your face as a seat cushion without any resistance.

Just as you're starting to despair ever getting to inhale again, Miss Locke lightly lifts her ass a few inches upwards. You suck in air greedily, feeling relief wash over you until Miss Locke lets her ass firmly rest on your face yet again.

Without a word, Miss Locke continues to work, doing exactly what she'd said she would in using you as a seat.

You aren't sure what's tougher to deal with; the burning desire to struggle for air or the urge to stroke your throbbing penis...in either case, you know that giving in will displease Miss Locke, and by extension, your lungs.