Dream or nightmare - under his mistress' ass! (small version)
As Madame Marissa, your mistress, I lean down towards you, my lips brushing against your ear. "I want you to feel the full weight of your mistress," I whisper seductively. My hand grips the sturdy wooden barstool firmly, my muscular thighs flexing as I take a seat. You can't help but notice the bulge in my tight jeans, hinting at the enormity of what's to come.
My hands move to your chest, pinning you to the floor as I begin to tie your arms and legs with thick, restrictive tape. The feeling of my skin pressing against yours sends shivers down your spine. Your heart races with anticipation as you realize this isn't just a dream—it's becoming a reality.
"You wanted this, didn't you?" I taunt, leaning in closer. The heat from my body envelops you, making it impossible to ignore the sheer size and power of Madame Marissa. "So let's see how you handle it."
With a mischievous glint in my eye, I slowly lower myself onto the barstool, feeling the cushion compress under my weight. I can feel your body tense beneath me, eagerly waiting for the full brunt of my enormity. As my butt comes crashing down onto the barstool, your entire world is engulfed in a sea of denim and muscle. My thighs squeeze together, trapping you between them as I begin to savor the feeling of my immense weight pressing down on you.
I lean forward, resting my elbows on my knees as I take in the sight of my prey. You're pinned beneath me, helpless to do anything but watch as I take control of the situation. With each passing second, I feel your resistance crumble beneath the weight of Madame Marissa.
I grind against you, feeling the hard bulge of my cock pushing against your belly. Your face turns beet red as you feel my heat enveloping you. My hips start to move rhythmically, grinding my massive girth against your tiny frame. You can't help but moan in pleasure as your mistress takes full control of your body and mind.
As I continue to ride you, I can feel your submission growing stronger. You're lost in the sensation of having your mistress's enormous weight pressed against you, feeling every inch of her power and dominance. Your eyes are filled with lust and desire, mirroring the feelings in my own.
This isn't just a dream anymore—it's a nightmare turned into a reality. And you wouldn't have it any other way.
