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Here's a facesitting story I've written, I feel like I've cut it short at the end due to time constraints, I'm not going to be able to finish it before I go on holiday.

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I’m standing by her front door, her arms behind her back, coy, she leans in and pulls me down to whisper in my ear “if you come in, I’ll tie you up and we can do something kinky” as she pulls back she kisses me on the cheek then winks at me. She looks me in the eye and by her slightly growing smile, I know she can tell how fast my heart was racing. “Take off your shoes once you come in” she opens the door and leaves it slightly ajar, a floral scent wafts from the home alluring you further into her home. As I push against the door the faint soft glow of lights form a trail into a barely lit room, despite the darkness the call to that room was inviting. I removed my shoes and immediately felt at home with the soft carpet against my feet. All the weight and stress from the day felt immediately relieved, the warm comfortable glow dragged me forward by my heart, I walked past exotic ***tings of vast and beautiful trees, mountains and other landscape scenery. The well dressed victorians partying seemed like they were egging me on, pushing me forward into the bedroom, through the soft welcoming lights.

Like the corridor the luscious room was decorated and adorned with all sorts of exotic trinkets, victorian candle sticks, crystal chandeliers just barely giving off light, I’d have felt like I was travelling to the past if it wasn’t for the dimmer switch on the wall. She sits in a well adorned chair, the light barely shines onto her corner so that I can only see her lower mouth and the red velvet of the chair she is sitting on, her legs crossed and her hand on her chin with a sultry smile. Was this really the girl I just took on a date? 

“Lay down and close your eyes, put your trust in me” The bet was already set up, two long leather straps were attached to the top corners of the bed. As I lay down, I sunk slightly into the soft embrace of the mattress, it was like the bed was already consuming me, the fabric seemed to fuse with my body. I feel the bed plunge, I can hear her start crawling towards me as I continue to feel the pressure of the bed dip, very slowly and with slight touch she pushes against my leg and I feel the bed plunge on the other side, she’s crawling upwards, I feel the warmth of her body but can barely feel the fabric of her clothes slide across my body. As she gets face to face I feel her lips just barely inches away from mine, the warmth and wetness as she leans in a little closer, you feel her teeth gently grip your bottom lip, she tilts her head and then tenderly covers your entire bottom lip in her mouth, tenderly lavishing your bottom lip with her tongue, I go to open my eyes but I feel her breath against my ear lobe and a soft whisper “Trust me and don’t open your beautiful big puppy eyes, don’t you trust me?” she lets out a small giggle and pulls back and then plonks herself on my chest her hand slides up my leg and just past my crotch, my pants tighten as her hand glides past, she circles her hand around my dick before firmly pushing her hand onto it and her other hand on my heart so she can feel both pulsating. I feel a very slight wetness emanating from where she is sat. “The thought of what I’m going to do to you… I need you to feel it” she presses down on my chest and starts moving her pushing her body upwards, my shirt is getting pushed up. She is pushing down one hand on my cock as leverage for her movement, her work pants are dripping wet, like a snail I can feel her crotch leaving a wet trail across my chest as she slowly pushes forward, just before she reaches my face she grabs my erect cock. “Now do you promise not to open your eyes” I quietly mumble out something and she becomes more demanding and squeezes hard “DO YOU PROMISE NOT TO OPEN YOUR EYES” “YES” I shout. She laughs quietly “Good boy, don’t break that promise, otherwise you’ll have to beg for forgiveness” 

She lets go of my junk and chest and uses the headboard of the bed to pull herself forward a slightly wet trail leaves a cold feeling running up my chest, the scent of her wet crotch causes my heart to thump against her ass, which was now firmly rested on my chest. Her clothed lower lips were getting closer to my lips, the scent of her pussy was driving me insane, I had to calm down and stop breathing through my nose, I opened my mouth and started breathing heavily. She leaned forward and her soft stomach slightly rubbed along my face, I heard the jangle of something, she slightly lifted my arm and placed my hands in something cold and metallic.The metallic clank as it locked around my wrist, immediately I tried to pull my arm away but could not move it from the outstretched position. She noticed my heavy breathing and used my head as leverage, grabbing my hair. “If you want a taste, I’ll give it to you.” Lifting herself and pulling my hair she drags herself over my chin and places her slightly wet clothed crotch over my open mouth small droplets pierce the back of my throat and I’m ***d to swallow, her hand clinging onto my hair tightly she starts gyrating her hips around my face, rubbing her wet clothed pussy all over my face, she tries to pull my head forward and also push her body into my face, smothering my mouth and nose deeply into her clothed pussy, rubbing vigorously my senses are overloaded and I can only smell and breathe in the scent of her musky pussy. She’s having way too much fun using my face as her personal toy, I’m struggling for air, I reactively try to pull with my right hand but it’s locked tightly to the bed post, I open my eyes and can see her eyes clothed with an otherworldly expression across her face, she’s in her own world, if I didn’t act now I might drown in her pleasure. I use my free hand and push against her leg in an attempt to breathe, she snaps out of her otherworldly daze and looks at me sternly. “Ohh you broke your promise, you stupid boy”

She watches me writhe and struggle, I can’t push her off of my face with only one arm, her head is tilted and she looks a little disappointed, she starts to tilt backwards and then pushes her hand onto my forehead to use as leverage, then slides her body so that her ass is covering my mouth and nose. “Breathe deeply my dear” she lifts herself just barely off of my face and I gasp for air, long hard breaths, the smell of long lingering ass sweat from her day at the office is the only thing that enters my lungs, her ass is far enough so that I can get air but just close enough so that I am only breathing in her slightly musky ass, she occasionally drops it during my long breaths so that part of her ass cheek enters my mouth,after about a minute of me catching my breath and sucking in the scent from her ass she slides off of my face and returns seated on my neck, she reaches over and scrunches my mouth together. Suddenly she spits towards me. “You smell of my ass, men like you, who break promises don’t deserve to breathe in my pussy, you only deserve to be beneath my ass” She looks to my untied hand and then back to me. “You are going to have to make it up to me, do you understand” I can see her start to build up a lot of saliva in her mouth, she pulls my mouth open and I just sit there mouth agape. A long slow string of saliva leaves her mouth and she starts directing it to my mouth, she makes sure to direct it around my lips before her saliva enters my mouth, she finishes off by spitting out the rest and then using her thumb to push more of the saliva into my mouth. “Good boy, you understand where you stand and I’ll take that as permission to use you how I want.
“This might be the last bit of my pussy you get to sniff tonight” she pushes forward to once again sit on my face, she reaches towards my unchained arm and outstretches it before locking it into place. She reaches over to grab a book on her bedside table and then stands up, her physical form looks powerful as she stands directly above me, she slowly turns around making sure to stand on my chest with her full weight as she does this. “Men like you, who can only fall to their desires, who break promises and lie are only good as one thing” she starts to descend, her work pants clinging firmly to her figure she squats right in front of my face. “You don’t have to take it all in now, this might be the only thing you see all night, my little ass slave” She tucks her legs underneath my arms then plonks her butt so that my nose is perfectly against her asshole. I start to hear pages turn, she wiggles her butt a little bit to secure my face more tightly into her ass and then she just remains reading silently

She’s using my arms and her legs to alleviate some of the weight but there is still quite a bit of pressure and I can’t escape the scent of her ass and the taste of ass sweat. I’m struggling to breathe underneath her but I don’t have any way to push her off, I try to yell underneath her but can only let out muffled cries against her asshole, I start to try and push her off by shaking my body, she drops her book and grabs my hair before taking her ass off of my face. “CHAIR’S DON’T MOVE” I get all the air in before she sits down again. “I’ll train you, until you are my perfect chair” another minute passes slowly and I need to breathe but I don’t want to face her wrath, I can’t help it, I start to shake on the chains to alert her but it just ends up breaking her concentration, she leans forward and punches my cock “I have to start this page again because you can’t keep quiet” “tell me what are you” I almost instinctively yell out “I AM YOUR CHAIR” she giggles and then sits back down, “well then keep quiet and accept your place” 

After this she periodically lifts her butt, but they aren’t always at the same interval, it could be a minute, 10 seconds or even a couple of minutes before she lifts her warm and comfortable ass off of my face. She seems satisfied with my performance an hour or two passes and not a single word has been uttered by her, she remains seated, quietly reading her book and strangely I was happy to be here…

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