You're smothered.

When Friday comes around you find yourself rushing through the downtown streets, being slightly delayed by a traffic jam you have no intention of being late for your appointment with Mistress Jessica. Panting you spot the hotel in front of you, urging yourself onward you burst into the hotel lobby. Feeling all sweaty and icky you inquire in the reception for her room number. Somehow it seems to you that the cute receptionist knows what you're here for as she seems to smile at you knowingly, chalking it up to your imagination you make your way Mistress Jessica's room.

Standing in front of the door, you steel yourself before knocking on the door a solid three times. A muffled voice greets you from inside the room. "Come!" Opening the door you slip quickly inside, shutting the door behind you. Inside you're greeted by the stunning sight of Mistress Jessica, clad in a black latex catsuit with her jet black hair streaming down her her shoulders and her pale blue eyes seem even more piercing in person. "You're finally here ****, about time!" She turns around barely acknowledging your presence as she continues. "Strip naked and leave your clothes by the door, you won't be needing them. No talking!"

You quickly obey, stripping out of your clothes and feeling strangely excited by her casual dominance as she continues, still paying little attention to you as she looks over the menu for room service. "I'm hungry because of your lateness so I'm going to be ordering some food. I want you in position first though!" She slams shut the menu and spinning around, leveling a fierce glare on you. "Finally naked, huh! So slow ****.." Mistress Jessica snaps her fingers and you fall to your knees like that was the natural thing to do. "..better!"

Mistress Jessica unzips the bottom of the catsuit, exposing her ass cheeks as she simultaneously pulls out a large luggage belt. In a quick couple of steps she is in front of you with her ass. "Get in there ****!" She grips your hair, smothering you in her ass. Occupied as you are you can still feel the luggage belt being around the back of your head, forcing you deeper in her ass and allowing you no breath whatsoever. "Now you're locked into my ass ****, this belt is snug around my hips.. now for that room service!" Without warning she begins to move, pulling you along by your face and you hustle along on your knees as best you can.

Face buried in her ass you can focus on little else apart from her ass and the few slivers of air you can pull in as she moves. You are perversely excited by the situation you can feel your cock throbbing against her latex clad legs. Suddenly she stops and leans back, putting her full weight on your face and thus turning you into an impromptu seat. Despite yourself you almost cream yourself and you feel your body ache slightly, your head spinning from the lack of air.

"Hello? Yes, this is room 207. I would like to order room service, a double burger please. Fifteen minutes? Thank you!" Using you as her seat Mistress Jessica leisurely orders her meal, only twitching every now and then to allow you slivers of air that you gulp down greedily. The edge of your vision flickers slightly as your brain gets used to operating on the little air provided and even heightening your excitement. Mistress Jessica pays you no mind however and by the sound of things she is flipping through a magazine in a leisurely manner. You have no idea how much time passes yet your cock remains rock hard throughout and eventually there is a knock on the door.

"Room service!"

Mistress Jessica puts down her magazine and straightens up slightly. "Come in!"

You hear the door open as you shuffle along as she moves. "Your meal miss.. is that man alright, miss?" Hearing the voice of a man you realize this must be the room service.

"Who? Oh, him. Oh yes, he is quite loving you as you can see by his filthy cock!" The delightful British tones of Mistress Jessica replies and if you weren't in your current predicament your face would be burning red.

"I see, Miss.. are you a, uh, dominatrix?" The hesitant voice of the man inquires.

"Quite right boy, like what you see? Hmm?

"When is your shift over?" Mistress Jessica leans back, using you as her seat once more and your cock rubs against her latex clad legs and the humiliation, her ass and all of it is just too much for you as you paint her black latex white with your spunk and moaning into her ass. Thus the mans answer is lost to you.

The voice of Mistress Jessica continues unabated however, paying no heed to your powerful orgasm. "Be back here after your shift then boy, I could use another seat. Now go!" Her voice turning sharp, you hear a stuttered yes m'aam as the door clicks shut. "Now, where were we.." Pulled along once more, your day has just begun.