DESCRIPTION: The sharp click of leather-clad Mistress Amanda’s heels is all chattel doi hears as he waits silently, ready for Her next command. When She speaks, it’s to command him to make himself into a chair fit for Her perfect leather-clad arse. Mistress Amanda knows exactly how much he longs to see it, to worship it. She's generous, allowing him to press his nose deep between Her leather-covered cheeks. Heaven for him, but just the start. Mistress Amanda loves nothing more than turning a male’s face into a comfortable seat. And at the House of Sinn, She has the perfect tool: the facesitting chair. She lowers Herself onto his face, relaxing in pure comfort, as She lights up a cigarette. his face beneath Her flawless leather ass, She enjoys every puff, every flick of ash, because this chair also serves as Her human ashtray. As he breathes in the scent of Her leather, his body is exposed and available. Any part of him can be teased, used, or ignored as She wishes. Perhaps She’ll rest Her boots on him, or simply enjoy Her smoke while he stays still beneath Her. The scent of Her leather, the feel of Her gloves, and the teasing of his locked little cock are all it takes to reduce him to the object She demands: Her perfect ashtray-chair.
