You lose track of time.

You're quite thankful for your youthful physique and the hours you've put into the gym as you struggle to remain in position as Mistress Jessica relaxes on top of you, using your face as her seat. Further complicating matters are the distinct lack of air lulling the higher functions of your brain to sleep once more. Your troubles don't end there however as your rock hard cock and your balls are packed tightly together due to the shock ring she slipped on just before sitting down on your face.

Mistress Jessica seems to be a true mistress of the art of the mindfuck too, each time you settle into a groove and start to relax she unleashes the shock collar, the electric discharge sending agony and strange pleasure through your system. Your screams are muffled in her ass for no one to hear and judging by her chuckles she even seems to enjoy the vibrations your screaming makes against her ass, leading her to shock you even further, pushing you above and beyond your pain threshold.

"This is how I discipline bad slaves, boy.." Still screaming under the onslaught that never seems to end you quickly deplete your small supply of air, your mind going dark and you start to jerk your head in desperation. "..remain still seat! No air before then.." Somehow subconsciously you manage to obey and moments later, her ass slips away slightly allowing you several breaths of air before she smothers you once more. "..good boy!"

Feeling oddly pleased with yourself at her softer tone, you find yourself craving the sound of her smooth British tones praising you. Doing your best impression of being a good seat you settle into position, remaining perfectly still, supporting her frame as the tv blares in the background. Time passes and you gradually adjust to the situation, into a perverse form of a routine as Mistress Jessica watches tv and by the sound of things, flips through a magazine and even talks on the phone for a good long while. Judging by her conversation she pays little heed to you, treating you as little more than furniture as she gossips with a friend of hers.

During her conversation however her feet, lodged around your cock as they are, start to slowly pump your cock between her soles essentially giving you a foot job. She makes no mention of the proceedings as she talks in the same, calm fashion. It doesn't talk long for her to push you to the edge and you feel your balls churning with cum as your body starts to shake. "Oh, I'm just breaking in a new seat.." Suddenly she seems to be talking about you! "..oh, he's got potential alright, I'm quite fond of him really. I've got plenty of uses in mind once he's broken in.." At this, you rapidly feel yourself slipping over the edge and the edge of your vision seems to flicker as you run out of air.

"..I'm going to give him a small reward in fact!" She doesn't lift off your face however, like she usually does and you start to feel slightly panicked! Mistress Jessica intensifies her foot job and you blast into a massive orgasm. Just as the cum starts to churn out of your balls she cranks the shock collar to maximum, overloading your nerve endings with the electric discharge and you scream into her ass in pleasure and pain. Experiencing the most intense masochistic orgasm of your life you run out of air and you lose control of your body, collapsing like a puppet with its strings cut. You impact the floor with a thud, the back of your head cracking against the floor. Following you down and squishing you thoroughly is Mistress Jessica, your face buried ever deeper as you smash into the floor.

The world goes dark amidst pain, agony and intense pleasures as well as Mistress Jessica's casual conversation on the phone. "..oh I just pushed him over the edge a bit.. Mhm. Yeah, I love doing that, he performed admirably really.. yeah, I've got much more in store for him when he wakes up!"