Boss Girls Productions - Lady Nora - My jeans-clad butt wants to sit comfortably!

Lady Nora, the boss of Boss Girls Productions, was in a playful mood today. She called her slave to her and made him kiss her feet as a sign of respect. With a commands him to lie down on the floor, he complied, wondering what his mistress had in store for him today. She smiled down at him, admiring the way her jeans clad ass looked in the air as she sat down with ease. She let out a sigh of relief and settled in comfortably. "Mmm, this floor is perfect," she purred, occasionally letting her hand idly brush against his face. Her slave squirmed beneath her, not daring to move too much but unable to resist the urge to touch his mistress. He couldn't help but sniff at the sweet scent of her ass, wishing he could taste her. Lady Nora continued her relaxation, completely oblivious to her slave's growing desire. She talked about the uncomfortable chaise longue she had to sit on earlier and how it needed replacing. She glanced down at the slave, who was still lying there, eagerly awaiting her next command. "That's right," she mused, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "It was your job to replace that chair with something more comfortable. But it seems like you've been slacking off." She reached down between them and gave his crotch a hard squeeze through his pants, eliciting a gasp from him. She chuckled softly, her breasts bouncing slightly with each gentle laugh. "Oh, don't worry. I know how to motivate you." And with that, she slid off her jeans, revealing her perfect round ass naked to his hungry eyes. "Start by licking my ass, slave," she commanded, spreading her legs invitingly as she positioned herself over him. He dove in eagerly, lapping up every inch of her delectable behind while she watched with satisfaction. "Mmm, that's better," she cooed, reaching down to rub his head affectionately. "See, wasn't that easier than trying to find a new chair?" She sat back up, once again admiring the view of her bare butt in the air. "I think from now on, you'll be my personal seat cushion. You'll be doing double duty; keeping me comfortable while also being punished for not doing your job." Her eyes sparkled with mischief as she devised new ways to use her slave for her pleasure. Slowly, she began to grind her hips against him, moaning softly as she felt his hard cock pressing against her thigh. "Oh, and right now it seems like you're enjoying it too. Maybe you won't mind being my ass-cushion after all." She leaned down, her breasts brushing against his chest as she whispered in his ear. "Besides, who knows? I might let you do other things to me... if you're very lucky." She sat back up, reached down to pull him to his feet, and led him over to the chaise longue. As he watched, she climbed on top of it, spreading her legs invitingly once again as she positioned herself for the show she knew he'd be giving her. "Now, slave," she purred, arching her back in anticipation, "Show me just how much you appreciate having a new job."