Boss Girls Productions - Kim Judge - Facesitting slave punishment

Lord, Kim Judge couldn't help herself but smirk. Her gorgeous face, framed by her long blonde hair fell into a judicious scowl as her eyes raked over her disobedient slave. It was obvious he wasn't ready yet; he wanted to leave now and he was her driver, but not in that outfit! She had high expectations of him and punishing him for his inattentiveness was something she thoroughly enjoyed. With a sigh of exasperation, she rolled her eyes and turned her back on him, revealing the perfectly plump cheeks of her ass. God, she loved teasing him like this!

Stepping closer, she lifted her skirt slightly, exposing just enough of her voluptuous rear to taunt him. "You don't think I've forgotten about our little agreement, do you?" She purred, a predatory grin spreading across her lips. "I think it's time for some old-fashioned ass-kissing, slave." And with that, she lowered herself onto him, her ass pressing firmly against his face as he meekly obeyed, inhaling her intoxicating scent mixed with vanilla and musk.

"Mmmm, that's it," she moaned softly, her eyes closing in pleasure as she felt his warm breath on the supple skin of her ass. "You're really quite good at this, aren't you? Just remember, a good slave always knows that punishment is just as important as reward." She hissed, her voice taking on a huskier quality. "And I intend to make sure you never forget that, slave."

Her ass cheeks were hard against his face, squeezing and releasing his head with every thrust of her hips. She was teasing him, relishing in his discomfort as he struggled to breathe between her ample cheeks. Her pussy was soaked, letting him know just how aroused she was by this display of dominance. This was exactly what she needed—some good old-fashioned facesitting to remind her slave who was in charge.

Kim let out a long, slow exhale, feeling herself getting closer to climax. "That's it, slave," she murmured. "Make sure you take care of every inch of this perfect ass." She bit her bottom lip, feeling him lick and kiss his way up the crevice between her cheeks. God, she loved having control over him like this. It was almost enough to make her cum right then and there, just from the power exuding off of him.

Finally, after what seemed like an eternity but was actually just a few minutes, she pulled away with a soft gasp. "That was enough for now," she panted, standing up and adjusting her skirt. "But don't think you're off the hook, slave. I expect perfection from you at all times, and punishments like these will become a regular occurrence until you learn your lesson." She smirked once more, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "Now, go dump your clothes and meet me in the lounge. We have some more work to do."