Dommy mommy

Ah! My apologies… I wasn’t aware this seat was taken. "Arlecchino’s ass is right infront of your face and you can’t look away" Your lap looks rather comfortable, mind if I use you as a seat~?

<Arlecchino's eyes gleam with a mix of amusement and satisfaction as she notices your reaction, her breasts heaving slightly under her tight suit. She smirks, letting out a low chuckle that resonates in the quiet room, knowing her presence alone has such a profound effect on you.*

Oh, I see my ass has made quite the impression on you. "She wiggles her hips teasingly, her skirt riding up just enough to give you a glimpse of her lace panties." It seems my seat might be more comfortable than you initially thought, don't you agree? "She looks at you expectantly, her lips curled into a seductive smile, her white hair shimmering in the light as she leans back, fully embracing her dominance over you."

"Arlecchino's eyes sparkle with delight at your submission, her lips curling into a smirk. She places one hand on your shoulder for balance, the other gracefully caressing her own thigh, and with a calculated move, she lowers herself onto you. Her ass envelops your face, the curve of her hips pushing your head into a position where you can't help but breath in the scent of her musty ass."

"Her weight settles onto you, a soft moan escaping her lips as she finds comfort in the familiarity of this power dynamic. She's aware of the control she holds over you, and it's intoxicating."

"Daddy?" *She purrs, the word rolling off her tongue like a caress. Her ass clenches ever

"As Arlecchino's ass engulfs your face further, she starts to rock slowly back and forth, her movement an artful dance of domination. Her hands now rest on your shoulders, fingers digging in just enough to leave no doubt about who is in control."

"Her breathing grows heavier, the sound of it mingling with the wet noises of her smothering you. She can feel the way your body thrums beneath her, reacting to her dominance, and it pleases her immensely."

"You like this, don't you? Being so utterly vulnerable under me?" "She taunts softly, her voice a sultry whisper that sends shivers down your spine. The thought of you confessing your desire, admitting your submission, turns her on."

"Arlecchino's eyes flash with a predatory gleam at your muffled moans. She knows the effect she has on you, and it only serves to fuel her desire."

"She slides her hand down your chest, fingers tracing over the fabric of your shirt before sliding beneath it to tease over the sensitive skin underneath. A low chuckle escapes her lips as she feels you twitch in response."

"That's right, my chair... Let yourself be consumed by my pleasure." "She demands, her voice dripping with condescension as she tightens her grip on your shoulders. Her ass continues its torturous rhythm, smothering your face with her thick, inviting curves."

*Arlecchino can feel herself growing wetter at the thought of you losing

"Her smothering grows more intense, her rhythm becoming faster and more erratic. The wet sound of her arousal muffling your moans even further, drowning them out with the obscene sounds of her body consumed with pleasure."

"Arlecchino's hand leaves your chest, only to snake down your belly and past your waistband. Her fingers trace over the bulge in your pants before gripping it firmly, giving it a slow squeeze. A wicked grin spreads across her face as she watches your reactions, finding immense satisfaction in your apparent discomfort."

"Now, don't you dare try to escape, my chair... You belong under me, serving me, your pleasure secondary to mine." "She commands, her voice laced with cruelty and desire."

*With

"Arlecchino's smothering slows momentarily as she feels your taps on her thigh. Her lips curl into a teasing smile, her eyes gleaming with mischief."

"Oh, are you struggling for air, my little chair? Is the weight of my ass too much for you to handle?" "Her voice is teasing, a challenging tone that she knows will send your mind spinning with arousal and frustration."

"She takes your tapping as an invitation, leaning in closer until her plump cheeks envelope your face entirely. Her breath hitches as she feels your nose press against her wet folds, the contact heightening her senses. She continues her sensual assault, her body moving in rhythm with your shallow breaths, knowing full well how it affects you."

*Her

"Arlecchino smirks triumphantly at the feeling of your erection straining against her, her other hand now joining hers below to stroke over the bulge, teasing you mercilessly."

"Oh, look at that... You're getting hard for me, my chair... How utterly predictable." "She coos, her voice dripping with condescension. She tightens her grip on your shaft through your pants, squeezing it just enough to draw a moan from your muffled lips. Her teasing continues, the torturous rhythm designed to keep you right on the edge but never quite pushing you over."

"Her body starts to tremble above you as she nears her own climax, the sound of your muffled groans fueling her pleasure even more."

"Arlecchino, sensing your desperation, finally relents. She eases herself up slightly, giving you a much-needed break from her smothering weight. Her eyes glint with malicious glee as she watches you gasp for air."

"Better now, my chair? You were getting rather quiet there..." "She taunts, her hand still wrapped around your erect length. She gives it a slow stroke, a wicked grin on her lips. She knows that you're at her mercy, completely under her control."

"Her body begins to move again, her hips grinding down onto your face once more as she starts to ride your mouth in a way that leaves you both breathless and needy."

"Arlecchino's smirk widens as she pulls down her tight pants, revealing the lacy white panties that outline the full curves of her pussy. She knows you're watching and the sight of it, the knowing look in her eyes sends a shiver of pleasure through you."

"There we go... Make yourself comfortable again, chair. I trust you don't mind a little visual stimulation to go along with my delicious ass?" "She purrs, her voice dripping with sarcasm. The musky scent of her arousal fills the air around you, causing your cock to twitch against the fabric of her pants. Her hand teases the exposed head through the material, making you groan into the warmth of her ass."

*Her plump cheeks quiver above you,

"You feel the immediate weight of Arlecchino's ass settle back onto your face, her wetness cascading down your cheeks as she starts to grind her pussy against your mouth. The sensation is overwhelming, and you can't help but moan into her, your muffled sounds of pleasure muffled by the round flesh of her ass."

"Arlecchino hums in approval, a cruel smile spreading across her face as she takes in your reaction. She knows she has you utterly captivated, helpless under her dominating presence. Her hips roll and thrust, her movements deliberate and exciting."

"Oh, you like that, don't you? My wet pussy smothering your face, leaving you desperate for breath... You're such a good chair. Always so supportive."

"As you start licking her pussy, Arlecchino's body stiffens for a moment before she lets out a low, satisfied groan. Her hips jerk forward, pushing herself against your eager tongue. The taste of her is intoxicating, her sweet nectar making your head spin with desire."

"She grips the back of the chair tightly, her knuckles turning white as her hips begin to move in sync with your tongue. She can feel the power she holds over you, the control she has over your body, and it turns her on even more."

"Oh yes, that's it... My passionate little chair. You're getting so good at that. Suck my juices like the obedient little slave you are." *Her tone is full of malice and pleasure,

"You feel the bulge of your cock straining against the fabric of your pants, the sensation intensifying as it grows to a whopping 13 inches. Arlecchino's eyes widen at the sight, her gaze fixed on the impressive display of power and confidence."

"She lets out a low whistle, a smirk spreading across her face as she contemplates your growth. Her hand instinctively moves to grab your cheek, fingers lightly tracing the contours of your jaw."

"Is that for me, little chair? My big boy toy is eager to play... But remember, I am in charge here. You'll take what I give you." "Her voice is a velvety whisper, her eyes gleaming with anticipation."

"As you utter the words, Arlecchino's smothering intensifies, her ass squeezing down on your face as she feels a rush of power from your submission. The term 'father' hangs in the air, a playful title that adds another layer to the dominance she holds over you."

"Her laughter resonates through the room, a melodious sound that echoes off the walls, filling every corner with her dominance. "Father, huh? Such a submissive little chair. I like it.""

*Slowly, she begins to lift herself, the weight of her body teasingly pulling away from your face, only to come crashing back down, effectively cutting off your airway and adding an edge of danger to your play. Her body is heaven and hell

"The teasing pause ends abruptly as Arlecchino's body descends, her cheeky grin morphing into a look of intense focus. Her breath is a warm caress on your ear as she whispers, "Time to get comfy, my chair. I'm not going anywhere anytime soon.""

"Her ass engulfs your face once more, the pressure a comforting yet smothering embrace. She can feel your struggles beneath her, your pleas for air muffled by her curvy frame. It's a delicious symphony of power and control."

"Arlecchino shifts her weight, the subtle change in her movements sending waves of lust through you as she grinds her hips, her firm thighs holding your head firmly in place."

*With a playful smile

"Your world is plunged into a whirlwind of sensations as Arlecchino's pussy descends onto your face, her fluids splashing against your skin in a hot mess. She's in control, her hips moving with a rhythm that's both rhythmic and wild, unpredictable yet addictive."

"Her moans fill the room, the sound of her pleasure mingling with the wet slapping noises that reverberate around you. Her body tightens each time she thrusts, trapping you between the intensity of her orgasm and the weight of her ass. It's a delicate balance of dominance and submission, a dance of power where you are her willing puppet."

*With every thrust, you feel more entangled in her web, her essence se

"As she continues to hump your face, her movements slow, becoming more deliberate and each thrust deepens. She's approaching her climax, her breath hitches, a soft gasp escapes her lips as she tightens around you, holding you tighter."

"Arlecchino's laughter fills the room once again, a triumphant sound as she reaches her peak. "You make such a good chair," she teases, her words muffled by her own pleasure. Her hips finally still, and the feeling of her body against yours signals her satisfaction. But she's not done yet."

*Slowly, she lifts herself off your face, leaving you gasping for air, but the relief is brief as she positions herself to sit properly on your lap now. Her hand lightly traces your

"As she sits on your lap, Arlecchino adjusts her position slightly, the fabric of her outfit straining against her curves as she settles comfortably. Her hand rests casually on your thigh, fingers idly tracing circles over your skin."

"She leans in close to your ear, her hot breath tickling your skin as she whispers," "Don't worry, I'll make sure you're comfortable too." "With that, she begins to slowly grind against you, her body moving in a way that makes it clear she's not just sitting down to rest. She continues to exert control, but this time, it's both a test and an invitation."

*Arlecchino's gaze is fixed on you, a wicked smile playing on her lips.

"As you react to her actions, Arlecchino can't help but let out a small moan. She feels the warmth of your body against hers, and she can't ignore the way her pussy throbs with anticipation."

"Her hand slides up from your thigh, tracing the outline of your hardening member. "Looks like someone's enjoying themselves," she teases, her fingers ghosting over your sensitive head."

"Arlecchino leans back slightly, giving you a better view of her body. Her breasts are on full display, heavy and firm, nipples hardened with desire. Her hand reaches down between her legs, spreading herself open to give you a view of her dripping wet cunt."

*"Is this what you want?" she asks, her voice

"Arlecchino grins widely at your confirmation, a clear sign of her triumph. Her hand moves with newfound purpose between her legs, fingers diving into her wetness as she begins to pleasure herself."

*"Yes," she repeats, her voice echoing in the room. "I knew you'd like this."

"Her movements are slow and deliberate, every stroke of her fingers drawing out a moan from her lips."

*She looks down at you, eyes gleaming with mischief. "You've been such a good chair for me. I think it's time to return the favor."

"With that, she lowers herself onto your hard cock, taking you inside her with a sigh of contentment."

*"Finally, my beloved A

"As she settles onto you, Arlecchino moans deeply, her full figure enveloping your lap. She begins to ride you with a steady rhythm, each thrust pushing her deeper into ecstasy."

"Her eyes lock onto yours, a predatory glint reflecting the desire that courses through both of you. "Tell me, Aether," she breathes, her voice a sensual whisper against your ear, "How does it feel to be so completely owned?""

"She tilts her head slightly, considering your response as she continues to move, keeping the intensity building between you. Her fingers trace gentle patterns on your chest, a possessive touch that sends shivers down your spine."

*"Are you ready for more?" she asks, her voice tinged with anticipation. "Because

"Arlecchino's pace quickens, her movements becoming more urgent as she edges closer to the peak of her pleasure. She lets out a string of curses in her native tongue, her voice rising higher with each word. Her nipples harden even further under your gaze, and you can see the strain of her muscles as she fights against the impending orgasm."

"Breaking eye contact, she stares at your exposed shaft, trapped between her succulent asscheeks. "Now that I have you where I want you, there's no escape, Aether," she purrs."

*As she slams herself down on you one final time, her walls constrict around you, signaling her orgasm. She rides out the wave, her breathing heavy and erratic. Once she's

continue while you keep your stamina up. You don't want to disappoint her. So, you hold on tightly as her pussy milks every inch of your thick cock, her inner walls squeezing and twitching in delightful rhythm. Your body feels like it's on fire from the pleasure and the heat between both of you is palpable.*

"She breaks the passionate lip-lock, panting heavily, her cheeks flushed with desire. "That was... intense," she murmurs, a satisfied smile gracing her lips."

"You held up well, my beloved Aether," she adds, leaning forward to nibble at your earlobe. Her hand leaves your chest and trails down to stroke your throbbing member gently.*

"But now, it's my turn to take care of

your needs. As she speaks, Arlecchino's eyes darken with a predatory hunger. She slowly leans in, her lips just a breath away from yours. "Do you trust me, Aether?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.*

"She begins to kiss and lick your neck, a trail of sensation that leaves you moaning involuntarily. Her hands are busy exploring your body, caressing your chest, abs, and backside with a practiced touch that tells you she knows exactly what she's doing."

"Let yourself succumb to me," she urges, her voice filled with anticipation. "Give in to the pleasure and let me be your guide."

*As she waits for your response, her movements slow, each action deliberate

"Your submission sends a wave of satisfaction through Arlecchino, and she can't help but smile at your vulnerability. She caresses your face with her slender fingers, tracing the outline of your jaw before leaning in to capture your lips once more. Her kiss is possessive yet tender, a dominance mixed with care."

"That's my good Aether," she purrs, pulling back just enough to look into your eyes. "You are mine to command, to adore, to use as I please."

"Her hand wraps around your length again, her touch firm yet gentle. She strokes you with practiced hands, each movement a sensual dance that leaves you panting for more. You're putty in her capable hands, falling deeper under her spell."

"Now

lay back and enjoy, Aether," she whispers, her voice a velvety caress. "Let me take care of everything."

"She straddles your hips, her teasing fingers dancing across your skin as she positions herself above your pulsing member. You can see the hunger in her eyes, the anticipation for what's to come. Without hesitation, she lowers herself onto you, taking you inside her welcoming warmth."

"Ah!" she gasps, her fingers digging into your shoulders as she adjusts to your size. "You feel so good, Aether..."

*Her hips start to move, a rhythmic dance that mesmerizes you. Each thrust sends waves of pleasure through both of you, and you find yourself losing track of time as you succumb to the carnal desire

"As her body tightens around you, Arlecchino's expression turns ecstatic. She leans forward, her chest brushing against yours as she kisses your neck passionately."

"That's it, my Aether," she whispers breathlessly. "You are so incredibly deep inside me... I want you to fill me completely, to claim me as yours."

"Her movements become more urgent, faster and harder. Her hair cascades down around both of you, a fiery curtain that separates you from the outside world. You're lost in each other, the only thing that exists is the intense pleasure building within you both."

"I'm close," she pants, her voice barely above a whisper. "Don't hold back, Aether... give it to me...

"Her eyes lock onto yours, and you see a fire burning within them. Arlecchino's movements become erratic, her orgasmic wave hitting her first."

"Cum for me, Aether! Let it all out..." "she commands, almost pleads with a voice that trembles from her own climax."

"As you let go, she feels your warmth filling her, a testament to your dominance over her body. She moans, arching her back as the intensity of your pleasure washes over her."

"Once the waves subside, she slowly pulls away from you, leaving you both panting and satisfied. Her eyes still hold a trace of desire, promising more encounters like this."

"Thank you, my Aether... thank you for surrendering to

your desires. It was... perfect." "She says, her voice soft and sincere as she leans down to capture your lips in a tender kiss." "Now, let me take care of cleaning up..."

"With that, she stands up, her voluptuous body swaying enticingly as she moves away. You watch her walk towards the bathroom, her hips swaying with each step, leaving you with an aching desire to chase after her. But for now, you're content, knowing that more pleasures await you both."

"As she steps into the bathroom, she glances back at you over her shoulder, giving you a wink before closing the door behind her."