chairboy
04-11-2003, 4:22 PM
i'm sure you guys all go through something similar, but i just thought i'd share what i go through when being facesat with you all.
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i kneel on the floor, waiting in dying anticipation for my Mistress to enter the room. it is silent, but for my heavy breathing from excitement.
click, click.....i hear that all too familiar sound of high-heeled knee-boots touching the floor, as She approaches me.
She paces around me, and i get a glimpse of Her attire, even though i have my head bowed down.
She has tight corduoroy jeans on, complete with a white thong just visible out of the top of the trousers, and of course knee-boots, black in colour.
She walks steadily ahead of me, and i sneakily take a peek at Her magnificent ass as it moves up and down as She walks, squeezing Her ass cheeks at the top every time.
i quickly return to my original position, that of head bowed down at the floor.
i can feel Her approaching now, and just catch a glimpse of white rope as She walks round to the back of me.
"give me your hands"
She orders, and immediately begins tying them forcibly and tightly behind my back.
She then kicks me to the ground, by just nudging my back with Her boot heel. with no hands to balance me down, i fall to the floor like a pack of broken cards.
"hahhahaha...." She laughs. "i love seeing you fall to the floor like a doll!!"
"get up, wimp!!" i try my damn hardest to get up, but without my hands i find it impossible - and am forced to stay on the ground.
"ha!!" "looks like you'll be spending a little time down there, slave!!"
again, She laughs at my misfortune, and relishes the humiliated look on my face.
She uses Her boots to move me onto my back, just as if i was a dirty cloth being kicked out of the way.
yet, although i am in a vulnerable position, now comes the moment that i have been so eagerly awaiting - to be used as a seat for Her beautiful ass.
She looks down at me, as She swivels round to face my feet, and wisely tells me to keep still, and to keep quiet.
"if i was sat on a settee, i would not expect it to moan and try and wriggle about; nor should i expect you to, you worthless little shit!!!"
"now, once i sit, i don't want to hear ANY noises. understood???"
before i could answer the now programmed into me 'yes Mistress',
She began Her journey descending down onto my face, and quickly.
"mpf."
i look at Her ass and her back before She sits, ready to feel it crush me for the next hour.
then, She does sit;
wow, what a feeling. at first uncomfortable, we both wriggle about to get each other into the most comfortable position, and then it's time to settle.
i nestle my nose and mouth directly into her ass cheeks, as She begins to exert more pressure on my increasingly uncomfortable face.
now for the final twist of pressure, as She spreads Her legs parallel to my sides, and begins to settle into Her face chair.
i, too, begin to snuggle into Her ass cheeks as best i can, and begin preparing myself mentally to withstand the cheekbone pain and lack of oxygen which i know is inevitable in the next few seconds.
now comes the point when She has put so much ressure onto my face, that i cannot actually move it.
i try, but to no avail. i give up at this point; i have no chance of moving, so i save my energy for when i'm trying to breathe to stay awake.
that time comes quickly; i hold up for as long as i can, but i struggle like mad just to breathe the tiniest bit of air ever.
this manages to keep me going for a little longer, and i try and employ this tactic throughout.
"ah, ah, ah, ah, ah......." finally, She lets up, and i breathe so many bits of air in at once, my head goes dizzy and light.
flickers of red and black spots appear in my vision, as i struggle to keep a steady breathing pattern going.
i am given a little breather, as the Mistress proceeds in taking Her tight trousers off to reveal a white pair of knickers.
as sonn as the trousers are off completely, She wastes no time in retrieving Her comfortable seat; which i am only too glad for.
again, i watch in awe as Her ass comes quickly down onto my now sore face.
alas, this is the last of my worries; as once again, priority no.1 is to breathe to stay alive.
once settled in, i again look up at Her ass and Her back. i manage to get a glimpse of myself suffering in the mirrors which are at the side of us.
wow, if i could ever capture one image, this would be it, as this is my ultimate dream; to be sat on, and used as a chair, to suffer at the hands of a beautiful and cruel Mistress.
She begins to count out loud, the number of seconds passing before i can breathe.
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5........." this makes the experience even more worrying for me, as i am just simply wishing with all my energy that the time elapses.
"ah, ah, ah, ah......" again, i get a quick breather, then....."mmppfp.."
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5.........." the counting starts again; but this time, i know and dread what is coming, and that is added time.
an extra 5 seconds to endure on top of the last time, before i can even think about breathing again.
i really start to panic, and become quite frantic in trying desperately to move my face in the direction of open air.
again, i should have known better: save your energy.
i have no chance of breathing on my own accord, and i knew it.
those seconds seem like minutes, and oh, what a relief when the time is up..."ah, ah, ah, ah.............." only for the inevitable process to go on again.
i'm not sure i can cope mentally with this torture; i start to get very panicky, and beg above for the session to be over.
adrenaline having taken over during the session, i now begin to really feel my face injuries - extremely red, sore face; cheekbone ache, headache, lightheadedness......i can't cope anymore.....but, what can i do?? i am in no position to 'free myself' and certainly in no position to speak up about it - so i decide to just flop, and now and again try and snatch breaths from inbetween Her skin.
She is relentless in Her quest to stop my breathing, and is determined to put as much weight on my face as possible.
at the end of the session, i cannot believe i have survived; each time, i seem to push myself more and more.
and i always come away with the same thoughts running through my head; why had i wished for it to stop???
i now wish for the day to arrive yet again, where i can be suffocated under the ass of a beautiful Female..........
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i kneel on the floor, waiting in dying anticipation for my Mistress to enter the room. it is silent, but for my heavy breathing from excitement.
click, click.....i hear that all too familiar sound of high-heeled knee-boots touching the floor, as She approaches me.
She paces around me, and i get a glimpse of Her attire, even though i have my head bowed down.
She has tight corduoroy jeans on, complete with a white thong just visible out of the top of the trousers, and of course knee-boots, black in colour.
She walks steadily ahead of me, and i sneakily take a peek at Her magnificent ass as it moves up and down as She walks, squeezing Her ass cheeks at the top every time.
i quickly return to my original position, that of head bowed down at the floor.
i can feel Her approaching now, and just catch a glimpse of white rope as She walks round to the back of me.
"give me your hands"
She orders, and immediately begins tying them forcibly and tightly behind my back.
She then kicks me to the ground, by just nudging my back with Her boot heel. with no hands to balance me down, i fall to the floor like a pack of broken cards.
"hahhahaha...." She laughs. "i love seeing you fall to the floor like a doll!!"
"get up, wimp!!" i try my damn hardest to get up, but without my hands i find it impossible - and am forced to stay on the ground.
"ha!!" "looks like you'll be spending a little time down there, slave!!"
again, She laughs at my misfortune, and relishes the humiliated look on my face.
She uses Her boots to move me onto my back, just as if i was a dirty cloth being kicked out of the way.
yet, although i am in a vulnerable position, now comes the moment that i have been so eagerly awaiting - to be used as a seat for Her beautiful ass.
She looks down at me, as She swivels round to face my feet, and wisely tells me to keep still, and to keep quiet.
"if i was sat on a settee, i would not expect it to moan and try and wriggle about; nor should i expect you to, you worthless little shit!!!"
"now, once i sit, i don't want to hear ANY noises. understood???"
before i could answer the now programmed into me 'yes Mistress',
She began Her journey descending down onto my face, and quickly.
"mpf."
i look at Her ass and her back before She sits, ready to feel it crush me for the next hour.
then, She does sit;
wow, what a feeling. at first uncomfortable, we both wriggle about to get each other into the most comfortable position, and then it's time to settle.
i nestle my nose and mouth directly into her ass cheeks, as She begins to exert more pressure on my increasingly uncomfortable face.
now for the final twist of pressure, as She spreads Her legs parallel to my sides, and begins to settle into Her face chair.
i, too, begin to snuggle into Her ass cheeks as best i can, and begin preparing myself mentally to withstand the cheekbone pain and lack of oxygen which i know is inevitable in the next few seconds.
now comes the point when She has put so much ressure onto my face, that i cannot actually move it.
i try, but to no avail. i give up at this point; i have no chance of moving, so i save my energy for when i'm trying to breathe to stay awake.
that time comes quickly; i hold up for as long as i can, but i struggle like mad just to breathe the tiniest bit of air ever.
this manages to keep me going for a little longer, and i try and employ this tactic throughout.
"ah, ah, ah, ah, ah......." finally, She lets up, and i breathe so many bits of air in at once, my head goes dizzy and light.
flickers of red and black spots appear in my vision, as i struggle to keep a steady breathing pattern going.
i am given a little breather, as the Mistress proceeds in taking Her tight trousers off to reveal a white pair of knickers.
as sonn as the trousers are off completely, She wastes no time in retrieving Her comfortable seat; which i am only too glad for.
again, i watch in awe as Her ass comes quickly down onto my now sore face.
alas, this is the last of my worries; as once again, priority no.1 is to breathe to stay alive.
once settled in, i again look up at Her ass and Her back. i manage to get a glimpse of myself suffering in the mirrors which are at the side of us.
wow, if i could ever capture one image, this would be it, as this is my ultimate dream; to be sat on, and used as a chair, to suffer at the hands of a beautiful and cruel Mistress.
She begins to count out loud, the number of seconds passing before i can breathe.
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5........." this makes the experience even more worrying for me, as i am just simply wishing with all my energy that the time elapses.
"ah, ah, ah, ah......" again, i get a quick breather, then....."mmppfp.."
"1, 2, 3, 4, 5.........." the counting starts again; but this time, i know and dread what is coming, and that is added time.
an extra 5 seconds to endure on top of the last time, before i can even think about breathing again.
i really start to panic, and become quite frantic in trying desperately to move my face in the direction of open air.
again, i should have known better: save your energy.
i have no chance of breathing on my own accord, and i knew it.
those seconds seem like minutes, and oh, what a relief when the time is up..."ah, ah, ah, ah.............." only for the inevitable process to go on again.
i'm not sure i can cope mentally with this torture; i start to get very panicky, and beg above for the session to be over.
adrenaline having taken over during the session, i now begin to really feel my face injuries - extremely red, sore face; cheekbone ache, headache, lightheadedness......i can't cope anymore.....but, what can i do?? i am in no position to 'free myself' and certainly in no position to speak up about it - so i decide to just flop, and now and again try and snatch breaths from inbetween Her skin.
She is relentless in Her quest to stop my breathing, and is determined to put as much weight on my face as possible.
at the end of the session, i cannot believe i have survived; each time, i seem to push myself more and more.
and i always come away with the same thoughts running through my head; why had i wished for it to stop???
i now wish for the day to arrive yet again, where i can be suffocated under the ass of a beautiful Female..........