Goddess Lucia strutted into the room, her skimpy thong barely containing her plump, jiggly ass. Her sub was already on the floor, his eyes wide and mouth watering as he watched her approach.
"Time for a little game," Lucia cooed, positioning herself above his face. "Let's see how long you can last under my magnificent ass. And let me be clear, if it makes your little dick twitch, you owe me."
With that, she descended, her cheeks enveloping his face in a soft, fleshly embrace. The room reverberated with the sound of her ass jiggling upon impact, a decadent slapping that signaled both his humiliation and her pleasure.
"Feel that?" she laughed, gyrating on his face. "That's the feeling of you being smothered by something you'll never truly have but can't help but want."
He tried to reply, but his words were muffled, buried beneath her voluptuous curves. Lucia felt him twitch beneath her, both his struggle for air and his undeniable arousal evident.
"Ah, felt that twitch, you fucking perv," Lucia said, lifting her ass for a split second to let him catch a breath. "Looks like someone owes me. Time to send that tribute, and don't you dare skimp."
As he gasped for air, Lucia checked her phone and saw the notification—a generous tribute had just landed in her account. Satisfied, she lowered her ass back onto his face, continuing his heavenly torment.
"Good boy," she purred. "Remember, each twitch comes with a price, but it's a price you're more than willing to pay."