I've got him right where I want him: flat on the bed, wrists bound, legs tied, completely at the mercy of my thick, powerful ass.

There's no escape and he knows it. I climb on top, lower my juicy cheeks onto his face, and settle in for a long, breathtaking ride. Every wiggle of my hips seals his fate as I grind deeper, smothering him under my full weight while he squirms helplessly beneath me.

Just when he thinks he's getting air, I lift up... only to come crashing back down with slow, deliberate buttdrops across his chest. Each impact knocks the wind out of him, my heavy cheeks bouncing on his bound body while I laugh at his struggle.

To make it worse? A cruel countdown. He has to survive under my ass until I reach zero. But every time he gets close, the rules change. Because I said so.

Bound, smothered, crushed, and denied. Exactly where a good sub belongs.

Would you survive under my ass? Or tap out like the weak little thing you are?