theboysavage
05-13-2010, 5:47 AM
Sorry for the delay, I hope you enjoy.
Best wishes,
Doc
CHAPTER 6
59:59........59:58......59:57.......the time started to ebb away.
She looked over to the TV. It showed Mike's head filling the large screen. She used the camera remote to zoom out-perfect!-his head and face were now in position.
She slowly removed his blindfold. His eyes took a little while to focus. She looked down at him, her stare was hard.
Without warning she mounted the bed and straddled his waist. Her eyes never left his. She settled astride him. His cock stiffened, as she knew it would. He swallowed hard.
Her agreement made her task a little more difficult. Wearing panties would hinder her smothering and things would take longer than they needed to. But she knew that!-and it warmed her inside.
Without panties and with her victim bound and wearing a gag it would have been over before it started. He would be begging her to stop within minutes. She would simply have `Queened` him and sat reverse with his nose sealed by her ass. Her pussy pussy lips and the gag over his mouth would have done the rest. He would have bucked and struggled, that would only to be expected. But it would have not saved him. She would have ridden him down until she gave him the opportunity to have her stop-and he would have taken it! But that would have cheated her-after all,she was a face sitter. She loved to control everything that happened under her.
She felt his flabby stomach under her and was repulsed by it. Flabby men, especially cocky ones were a pet hate of hers. She stared deep into his eyes and saw the fear and his feeble attempt to hide it-”Tammie sees it all!”-she thought to herself. The time ticked on.
She moved forward over him, her knees, then her shins slid over his shoulders until she was in position. Her nylon covered crotch pressed into his throat. She felt his Adam's apple move as he swallowed again.
…..56:55.........56:54.........56:53.............. ....
She moved back a little, lifted his head and positioned the first pillow behind his neck. She lowered his head down to the pillow and again checked the screen- a good position. She moved over his face and paused, just for a moment, her panty crotch brushing his nose.
“Can you smell my knickers Mike?”-she felt him tense.
She gave him no chance to react, but simply lowered her cotton gusset gently onto his nose. Her musky scents surrounded him. She gradually let more of her weight onto him until finally she had him in perfect face straddle.
54:22..........54:23...............54:24.......... ........
He tried to turn his head and sneak a breath, but she was prepared. She tensed her strong upper thighs and pulled his face back to its vertical position-and then she spoke-but not to anyone in particular. It was almost a commentary.
.”As you can see, my victim is starting to fight a little.” - she used the remote to zoom in and illustrate her point.
“He can't breathe through his mouth because of the gag. My ass is pushing on his jaw is forcing him to bite on the leather of the gag and so his nose is his only way of breathing” - she lifted slightly, allowing him to sniff through her panties.
“The more he fights, the more he pushes my panties into my pussy, the less he can breathe-are you getting this Chris?” -she added mischievously, lowering he crotch back down onto Mike's nose. She wriggled slightly and then stayed still on him.
She sat hard, her weight was fast becoming uncomfortable for Mike. His jaw ached, his mouth was parched.
….51:09...........51:08.........................51 :07......................51:06.............
“I can feel him starting to fight now, which is a little disappointing to say the least” - She said curtly.
He began to struggle,but she stayed in place, tensing, holding him firmly under her. He tried to twist his head. She was too well set and held him.
“five..................four.................three. .............two.................one.............. ......Breathe!”- she squealed in delight as she lifted, forcing him to sniff through her panty gusset.
His chest moved quickly in and out, taking in precious oxygen.
“Get ready, take a deep sniff of my knickers!......four.......three........two.......o ne.........coming ready or not!” - She dropped back onto him.
49:24........49:23.................49:22.
She looked at the TV screen. She loved what she saw-a stunning young woman sat firmly astride the face of an older man. She felt the power-it's what defined her and set her apart from the rest. Her mind wandered a little. She thought of what she could do to Mike if she wanted. But she had agreed the terms and after all, it was being filmed! She thought about the `pause` button, and smiled..............perhaps?
His movements began again and interrupted her thoughts. She looked down into his eyes and saw the desperation. She smiled at him.
“Ten......nine......eight.......seven......six.... ..,hang in there Mike...........five.........four............three. “
His body convulsed with his efforts to move her, but his head remained pinned.
“.....two........one........go!” - she squealed again, rising from his face and allowing him to sniff in air.
“Mmmm........mmmmm...............!” - he groaned
“Don't be such a whimp!” - she snapped. “Ten seconds and then we go again.........”
“Mmmm.......mmm” - His head twisted from side to side. He wanted no more of it.
46:18........46:17.................46:16.......... .......46:16.
…............to be continued
Best wishes,
Doc
CHAPTER 6
59:59........59:58......59:57.......the time started to ebb away.
She looked over to the TV. It showed Mike's head filling the large screen. She used the camera remote to zoom out-perfect!-his head and face were now in position.
She slowly removed his blindfold. His eyes took a little while to focus. She looked down at him, her stare was hard.
Without warning she mounted the bed and straddled his waist. Her eyes never left his. She settled astride him. His cock stiffened, as she knew it would. He swallowed hard.
Her agreement made her task a little more difficult. Wearing panties would hinder her smothering and things would take longer than they needed to. But she knew that!-and it warmed her inside.
Without panties and with her victim bound and wearing a gag it would have been over before it started. He would be begging her to stop within minutes. She would simply have `Queened` him and sat reverse with his nose sealed by her ass. Her pussy pussy lips and the gag over his mouth would have done the rest. He would have bucked and struggled, that would only to be expected. But it would have not saved him. She would have ridden him down until she gave him the opportunity to have her stop-and he would have taken it! But that would have cheated her-after all,she was a face sitter. She loved to control everything that happened under her.
She felt his flabby stomach under her and was repulsed by it. Flabby men, especially cocky ones were a pet hate of hers. She stared deep into his eyes and saw the fear and his feeble attempt to hide it-”Tammie sees it all!”-she thought to herself. The time ticked on.
She moved forward over him, her knees, then her shins slid over his shoulders until she was in position. Her nylon covered crotch pressed into his throat. She felt his Adam's apple move as he swallowed again.
…..56:55.........56:54.........56:53.............. ....
She moved back a little, lifted his head and positioned the first pillow behind his neck. She lowered his head down to the pillow and again checked the screen- a good position. She moved over his face and paused, just for a moment, her panty crotch brushing his nose.
“Can you smell my knickers Mike?”-she felt him tense.
She gave him no chance to react, but simply lowered her cotton gusset gently onto his nose. Her musky scents surrounded him. She gradually let more of her weight onto him until finally she had him in perfect face straddle.
54:22..........54:23...............54:24.......... ........
He tried to turn his head and sneak a breath, but she was prepared. She tensed her strong upper thighs and pulled his face back to its vertical position-and then she spoke-but not to anyone in particular. It was almost a commentary.
.”As you can see, my victim is starting to fight a little.” - she used the remote to zoom in and illustrate her point.
“He can't breathe through his mouth because of the gag. My ass is pushing on his jaw is forcing him to bite on the leather of the gag and so his nose is his only way of breathing” - she lifted slightly, allowing him to sniff through her panties.
“The more he fights, the more he pushes my panties into my pussy, the less he can breathe-are you getting this Chris?” -she added mischievously, lowering he crotch back down onto Mike's nose. She wriggled slightly and then stayed still on him.
She sat hard, her weight was fast becoming uncomfortable for Mike. His jaw ached, his mouth was parched.
….51:09...........51:08.........................51 :07......................51:06.............
“I can feel him starting to fight now, which is a little disappointing to say the least” - She said curtly.
He began to struggle,but she stayed in place, tensing, holding him firmly under her. He tried to twist his head. She was too well set and held him.
“five..................four.................three. .............two.................one.............. ......Breathe!”- she squealed in delight as she lifted, forcing him to sniff through her panty gusset.
His chest moved quickly in and out, taking in precious oxygen.
“Get ready, take a deep sniff of my knickers!......four.......three........two.......o ne.........coming ready or not!” - She dropped back onto him.
49:24........49:23.................49:22.
She looked at the TV screen. She loved what she saw-a stunning young woman sat firmly astride the face of an older man. She felt the power-it's what defined her and set her apart from the rest. Her mind wandered a little. She thought of what she could do to Mike if she wanted. But she had agreed the terms and after all, it was being filmed! She thought about the `pause` button, and smiled..............perhaps?
His movements began again and interrupted her thoughts. She looked down into his eyes and saw the desperation. She smiled at him.
“Ten......nine......eight.......seven......six.... ..,hang in there Mike...........five.........four............three. “
His body convulsed with his efforts to move her, but his head remained pinned.
“.....two........one........go!” - she squealed again, rising from his face and allowing him to sniff in air.
“Mmmm........mmmmm...............!” - he groaned
“Don't be such a whimp!” - she snapped. “Ten seconds and then we go again.........”
“Mmmm.......mmm” - His head twisted from side to side. He wanted no more of it.
46:18........46:17.................46:16.......... .......46:16.
…............to be continued