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Face-sitting in Seattle

I’ve gotten to do a lot of face-sitting this weekend, and it’s always tremendously exciting!

I strap him down, nice and tight so that he can’t dislodge me with his struggles.

I take my time, allow him to get a very good look at the ass that will soon be overriding his need to breathe, allowing his anticipation to grow.

I position myself perfectly using great care to ensure that his air supply is blocked.

So well situated I simply wait, wait for his struggles to begin, wait to feel the crushed face shuddering below me as he tries in vain to create an opening to the air he needs to survive.

His ineffectual struggles are always exciting, often amusing, how wonderful to deny him that which he cannot live without using nothing but my cute little ass. How exciting to know that I have turned the object of his desire into the object of his torment, how perfectly splendid to know that what he longs to have more than anything has become the very thing he struggles to escape from simply because I know how to use it against him, because I seek nothing but his pain.

I do of course eventually rise, rise for the tiniest moment so that he can fill his lungs, then I’m right back down, right back to enforcing his denial so that my fun can begin again.

A spiral effect is created, each eventual granting of mercy making the next period of denial that much more exciting for me. On and on it goes. I can sit for what must seem forever.

Comments

Hi Ms. Milliscent,

Now you've uncovered my deepest darkest fear... and here I am confessing it to you.

Best,

scott
Mrs. Kelly's Playhouse

scott,

Perhaps one day I will be lucky enough to have you crushed under my ass.

I promise that I won't kill you, just keep you there long enough so that you begin to worry that perhaps I might.

M

Dear Ms. Milliscent,

:-)

Best,

scott
Mrs. Kelly's Playhouse

scott,

Of course it does seem that we will need to pound something nice and large up your own ass first!

M

Dear Ms Milliscent,

Thank you for directing me to your new blog.

roderick,

I am pleased to have you here.

Enjoy!

M

Huge fan...first time poster...young athletic jock from the east coast who found this post conveying my deepest fantasies, particularly concerning You Ma'am.

As long as I have a face you will never have to worry about a place to sit

ep,

Thank you! What wonderful compliments. I am pleased that you enjoyed the post, and I hope that you will continue to comment upon those that strike your fancy.

M

jlp,

Why thank you. Someday I hope that I have the opportunity to take you up on that offer!

M

Everything you do or write strikes my fancy. Can't wait to see you once again

jlp,

Those are high compliments indeed. Thank You!

M

Hi Mistress Milliscent,

I have often wondered what it would be like to develop a psychological fear of a Dominant Women's backside through repeated applications of intense facesitting sessions. Another question I have is for how long you have continously facesat a slave in the manner you detailed above? E.g., permitting small breathes, but continuing the repeated smotherings and struggles for air beneath your petite, but smothering backside?

Sincerely,

ChairFace

chairface,

I think what is most interesting is the fear coupled with desire. He fears it, but he desires it all the same. Desire of course wins out, fear becomes I think powerful spice which only adds to the excitement.

As for time, I'm afraid I truly can not be sure. One tends to loose track of time when one becomes excited!

M

how long can you sit on a man
face can you also have orgasam after orgasam smothering him

j,

To answer your questions:

A very long time.

I could, but I choose not to do so for I most enjoy concentrating on his suffering instead of my physical sensation.

M

Hi
you are great. I am not sure that you have big round ass to cover my face ? because I did not see any pic of your butt. Ilove to be under you.mistress
K

k,

You shall have to search a bit deeper. There are pictures of what you seek on the blog, on the old blogspot blog, and on my website:

www.milliscent.com

M

The thought of being under that lovely ass of yours is so intoxicating. Perhaps soon i will feel your cheeks on my face as i embrace your essence.

dominic,

I wonder, when I had you right where I wanted you, would I let you breathe? Would I use my ass to deny you the air you so badly need? How loudly would I laugh at your pathetic struggles?

M

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