I've returned with another obedient human seat that has been properly prepared; secured in a black leather straitjacket, firmly buckled, with black vinyl tape sealing those eager lips. I’m wearing a shiny spandex leotard. I hover just above, letting anticipation build as I display My perfect perky ass before mounting it. I bounce, grind and bop it’s nose and face, pressing down as I shift My weight deliberately, watching those eyes widen with each movement. I facesit and scissorhold this seat into submission. How desperately you must wish this was you. Don't pretend you wouldn't trade places in an instant.
