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Then, when the next upwards jolt came along, she knew that the face underneath her had reddened twice as much as the last time and she began the heavy bouncing again. Her aim was a purple face after one hour, almost blue after two, and then at the end of three there was no telling how he might look, or what state he would be in. Even if he had wanted to answer, and even if he had been permitted to answer, it simply was not within his capabilities at that moment. She could not possibly turn up the machine without doing serious damage to him. Surely she was joking? He heard a click, and then another, and then another. Had she really turned it all the way to the fourth setting? Still the device did not spin but as well as bucking up and down far more violently, it also now swung from side to side. The face banging he was receiving turned into a serious pounding at three heavy bounces per second. The steady trot had turned into a gentle gallop, and as she galloped Ms Li put her crop to use as though encouraging her mount forward. Christopher squealed, but no one heard him. The vision of their excitement enhanced her own, and she squealed in ecstasy, realising at the same time that she was only a sixth of the way through this ride in her beige pantyhose. Christopher could no longer comprehend what had hit him as the bouncing and all-encompassing derriere pounded on his face. His face felt as though it were sucked in between her buttock cheeks; as if his entire being were swallowed by her glorious ass. It was like a battle of the Titans, with Christopher caught in the middle. His nose was being hit by a professional boxer, except that this heavyweight champion wore riding gear and not red leather boxing gloves. Christopher sucked in the air he so desperately needed and then, before his breathing had even partly recovered, it started again. Banging, thudding, pounding, bashing, smothering; queening, straining, sitting, riding? And all in twelve seconds. Your first hour is up, seat! Two more to go — before I shed some clothing that is! It had become slightly dislodged at some point during the past ten minutes. He saw the dark shadow all along her rear crevice, and wondered vaguely whether she had become very damp or whether it was simply created by her shapely buttocks. In fact, it was a combination of the two factors, as Christopher guessed as soon as the sudden rush of cold air started to dry his moistened features. He felt the machine go up a gear, but Ms Li remained half-standing in the stirrups. Her eyes gazed down into his and then, with a sweetness that defied her position and attitude, she smiled and blew a kiss to his well-sat-on face. Do you want a break? Despite his bemused state, he remembered that he should not make any verbal reply, even through he was desperate for a reprieve. He hardly dared hope that perhaps this was not going to be as bad as its start — and the state Kahan appeared to be in — had threatened. He groaned in pain, and his groans became staccato as the bouncing bottom interrupted the sound every quarter of a second. The increased motion on this new setting on the machine brought waves of pleasure to the sitter. She would soon have her fifth orgasm. Kahan used to cry when I did it to him. I expect better of you, seat! During such times, her buttocks gyrated as if in a vibrating exercise belts of the type that some ladies use to trim their buttocks. She had discovered that by conducting her sitting in this way, especially on a face even where the nose was flattened, it assisted her in keeping her bottom in prime position to absorb the four-per-second shudders. That, in turn, meant that she was not in direct contact with the machine, and so the face beneath her was absorbing a good deal of the motion from the back of its head, especially with her weight atop of it. She had no need of implants to improve her shape. In fact, to be honest about it, she could quite probably have donated most of her bottom to create another like her with just as much smothering capability. Christopher could stand it no more. After the first twenty-four second grind, he cried out as his sitter lifted. Her buttocks looked as though they were absorbing rocket propelled grenades as they became one with the machine. This time, however, she did not lift after twenty-four seconds. At one minute, Christopher was wriggling furiously despite his tight bonds. At one minute and thirty seconds, Christopher was almost done for. The rush of air to his face as his sitter lifted was the only reminder he needed not to make any sound however bad his pain became. And so I will continue. Her journey was coming to an end; or, at least, the first part of it was coming to an end. Very good! It came to a whirring halt and gave out a slight hiss. The left stirrup creaking again with the strain of her Amazonian frame. Christopher tried to blink, desperately needing to clear the wetness from his eyes. He could hardly open or close them. The violent motion and heavy pressure his face had endured for the last three hours had left him gazing hopelessly out of half-open eyelids that seemed to have lost the power either to open or to close properly. He gave up. His face felt so bludgeoned that he just had to lie there and accept his fate. What the hell had he been doing accepting the invitation to submit to all of this? Despite his predicament, such a sight was still highly arousing for him, and that, indeed, was just as Ms Li intended. The ride that was to follow such brief arousing moments was far from being simply erotic, and she knew very well that the effect on the restrained male seat was heightened by the false, fleeting hope of something far gentler and far more erotic. Once more she smiled knowing, her weight now resting fully on the tortured face beneath her. She leaned forward, briefly relieving Christopher of her weight, and move the switch forward to its sixth position. The seatmount sprang into life. It now seemed much quicker — and much quieter. The room began to spin? One hour. Three and twenty-four still. You know what that means by now! The only redeeming feature was that he did not have to look at the gyrating ceiling. His vision was filled with greying oppression, for it was not exactly pitch black as the buttocks atop his face bounced rhythmically with the motion of the spinning and bucking seatmount. At such times and during such motion, Ms Li liked to keep her bottom planted firmly on the face beneath her, and she was expert in doing so. She did not allow the machine to have the upper hand as she ground down, pressing her heavy, moist and scented nether regions into every crevice and feature of the squashed face. Gravity as well as the motion assisted her in her task. She still gave the odd lift from the face, but only very slightly. She had learned that to go with the machine was better. She was mistress of the motion, so that the face beneath her absorbed all the impact of the gyrations; of the bucking, of the sheer squashing and pummelling process. All Christopher could see from time to time was a three-second vision of perfectly shaped buttocks as they lifted briefly from his face to give him the chance to breathe. They were magnificence itself. The material of her bodystocking had now been forced well into her rear, cavernous, and most dark crevice as again and again she raised from the perspiring face beneath her. Yet, it was only ever for the all too brief three second period, and then BANG! Down came her bottom again for a further twenty-four seconds as her torso-breaking thighs gripped the sides of the spinning machine with immense strength. And still the flesh of her thumping buttocks bore down as if to obliterated completely the face beneath her. She could have sworn that she heard Christopher groaning, but she could not be certain of anything she heard against the noise of the machine and her heavy panting as well as the hard slapping of her nylon coated buttock-flesh against the tortured face beneath her. In fact, Christopher was groaning, although he knew very well that it was strictly against her rules and that his fate would be even worse if she were to hear him. He could not hold back. The strain and the stress of his suffering were more than he could endure silently. His face felt no more than a punch bag for a professional boxer. It simply absorbed the hits time after time after time after time, but without bouncing back ready for the next hit. It simply lay there, strapped down to the seatmount, as the oppressive, heavy, mashing buttocks did their worst. Ms Li was deliriously happy. Never had she had such a perfect sitting, not once in all those years with her tenant. She notched the machine up to level seven, and Christopher felt the acceleration increase once again. Ms Li thoughtfully guided his squashed nose between her buttocks into her deeper anal regions, and positioned herself so that his bruised mouth was pressed by her glistening but still shielded sex. She bounced; she ground down onto him; she pummelled him with the immense, fleshy orbs of her rear. Twenty-four seconds of extreme pressure was followed by the lift, and then came the CRASH as she slammed against him once more. Bringing the seatmount to a halt, she sat full weight on the pancaked face beneath her as if it did not exist. A cursory look from an outsider who had no knowledge of the events happening here might have led to that person to assume that the lady was merely sitting atop a leather bench, no more. But if that person had listened intently, he or she would have heard the weak yet desperate groaning from beneath the curvy buttocks. Ms Li stood up in the stirrups and looked down, back over her shoulder, to the punished face beneath her. Christopher gasped as if he had just been released from a deep, waterlogged chamber many fathoms under the sea. His eyes were blackened around their rims, and the blood had dried around his nose. Lifting one thigh over his face, Ms Li took hold of a tissue and moistened it between her full lips. 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When the flow from Ms Li did stop, Christopher was not even aware of it. Little by little, she squeezed almost the whole garment between his lips. At least his nose was clear and he could breathe once more, but the sheer volume of material in his mouth was half choking him. Christopher swallowed, desperately trying to clear some of the liquid from his mouth. Ms Li pressed the remainder of her wet nightdress into his mouth, pressed one hand firmly over it and with the other and one knee she squeezed his cheeks. It was only for a second or two, which was just as well because in addition to the liquid squeezed out of the nightdress and down his throat, he came close to swallowing the nightdress itself and choking. Ms Li forced his mouth open rapidly, gripped a corner of the material between finger and thumb and pulled it all out. She then sat firmly upon his face and released her own bladder into his mouth, causing Christopher to panic desperately, cough and choke. She then went into the bedroom, and emerged wearing nothing but pantyhose, high heels and some kind of leather ankle bracelet. Ms Li undid the straps holding him. She kicked his balls and dragged him yelping and whimpering towards the bathroom door. Ms Li started rubbing his penis and buttocks with a bar of soap. Christopher was facing the wall and said weakly. Christopher flinched as though she had hit him. Christopher gasped at her touch. I really like you, Christopher. You can leave if you really want. In fact, you can leave right now. Do you want to leave, Christopher? Ms Li appeared to be taking something from the closet and slipping it on but the door prevented Christopher from seeing what it was. He shivered. Forcing Christopher into the corner, she grasped him roughly and turned him round, pulling his backside up so that he was forced into a kneeling position, his forehead on the floor of the shower and his buttocks in the air. He felt a thrill of pleasure coupled with deep humiliation. Ms Li began a slow and steady back and forth motion. Her other hand was now firmly around his left nipple, her fingers gripping. Make a decision now. The sensations that went through Christopher were indescribable. No one, not any of the girls he had ever been with, had ever made him feel quite the way that Ms Li was making him feel right at that moment. Nothing mattered at that moment except what Ms Li was doing and the closeness of her solid, rounded body. Oh, yes! OH YES! Christopher reached a climax instantly, and as he did Ms Li shifted her position and really ground into him. Christopher squealed in discomfort. Got it? There was nothing he could do until she decided to release him. It was at least fifteen minutes later when she did. He fell, sobbing, to the floor of the shower, his legs unable to support him at all. Lick my shoes clean. She thrust the long heel of her shoe in and out of his backside, twisting and rotating it, withdrawing it, before thrusting it back into him again. Christopher moaned continuously, with little squeals when she was particularly energetic in her efforts. Finally, she was satisfied. Nice and clean. Finish washing and anything else you want to do in the bathroom, and be in the kitchen in five minutes. You have another ten minutes after that to eat, drink, and be back by the seatmount. Christopher sat down on the floor, clasping his anus in agony. She put her head around the door and shouted at him: Chapter 8 As he headed for the kitchen, Christopher glanced at the front door. All sorts of thoughts were going through his mind. All he had to do was to rush to the door, and thirty seconds later he would be back in his own apartment. After that, Ms Li could shout at him all she liked; there would be nothing to compel him to return. True, it could be difficult having a landlady who was unhappy with him, but even that was not an insurmountable problem. He could always move. There were plenty of apartments available for rent. And yet? The image of Ms Li sprang into his mind, sculpted in her pantyhose. No woman had ever made him feel quite the way she made him feel when she did that to him..

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He gave up. His face felt so bludgeoned that he just had to lie there and accept his fate. What the hell had he been doing accepting the invitation to submit to all of this? Despite his predicament, such a sight was still highly arousing for him, and that, indeed, was just as Free femdom facesit stories Li intended.

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She pushed her buttocks further backwards, pressing forcefully against Christopher and bearing down on him so that he ended up on the floor. With a deft movement, Ms Li released his throat, and caught hold of the other end of the strap to yank it tight through the heavy buckle at the side. More straps, seven of them in all, followed. This last strap not quite so tight, but it was fitted in a way that enabled the sitter to tighten it whenever she wanted, as Ms Li demonstrated as she finished. What should be the theme? Let me fetch my beige seamed pantyhose, my brown riding crop, my riding boots and my riding hat! She tightened one or two, making Christopher groan under the increased pressure. She liked a taut saddle when she was intending to have a long ride. And, by the way, as you are now a seat, a mere thing to be sat upon, I do not expect you to converse with me ever again, even if I should ask you a specific question. So, I can sit on you constantly without objection. Instead of jodhpurs she wore beige pantyhose. Ms Li strode over to her mount. Surely he could not stand ten hours of this without a break? More terrifying still was the four hours of anal penetration that Ms Li had talked about. Surely she would go easy on him? His jaw was already feeling the pressure, as was his forehead and his eye sockets. Stars began to flash across his now darkened vision as the bottom on his face sat motionless for two minutes. Unknowingly, Ms Li answered the question for Christopher. She was well aware that her seat needed to breathe, and she took the opportunity of the slight lift from his face to reach down and to turn a switch that Christopher had not noticed. Underneath the table top there was a complex mechanism that had its origins at wild-west cowboy conventions. All the mechanical parts were hidden beneath a leather skirt surrounding the machinery. Christopher had assumed the hanging leather at the sides of the table was only for decoration or effect, but its existence was for a far more sinister reason than that. It was not that she expected to be thrown, and indeed she had successfully remained seated on Kahan with the setting up to nine out of the ten possible degrees of spinning, bucking difficulty. If only Christopher had known what it was on that day when he heard the most fearful noise in the apartment above him! He had wondered, and then put it down to Ms Li doing her washing in her noisy washing machine combined with a spin dryer — for the fourth time that day. It had seemed odd, but he had never though to question his completely incorrect assumption. The bucking motion began in rhythmic spurts and jerks. On this setting, the mechanism would not spin, and Ms Li closed her eyes while the machine bounced her tightly pantyhosed bottom on the face beneath her. Not only would the bouncing give her new seat the chance to breath, albeit very briefly as she bucked, it meant that he could do so without much loss of compression of his face under her buttocks. Thus, the feeling of his squashed face and nose against her anus was always with her. Besides, every few seconds and going with the machine, she would deliberately sit down hard as her seat dropped, meeting the rapid upward movement as it lifted once again. This kept the pressure on the seat and did not give him the idea that he could simply walk through the ride, as it were. The timer is set for three hours. She felt the movement, but allowed him the benefit of the doubt on this occasion. She needed to have perfection, and she was not too far from achieving it. She could now settle in for a long, long ride as the machine peaked at its regular jerking motion, that accompanied the bouncing flesh of her large thighs and voluminous buttocks as they crashed every one and a half seconds on to the face beneath her. His restraints meant that he could not do anything other than lift a finger or two, and certainly nothing that would help him out of his predicament. After each dozen or so bottom drops, Ms Li now ground back and forth on his face, abrading nylon against skin, not rising at all as the next uplift gave upward momentum to her hind quarters and the bucking continued. The picture to an outsider would be as if the supreme sitter were mashing the features under her, deliberately fighting the motion of the machine. Then, when the next upwards jolt came along, she knew that the face underneath her had reddened twice as much as the last time and she began the heavy bouncing again. Her aim was a purple face after one hour, almost blue after two, and then at the end of three there was no telling how he might look, or what state he would be in. Even if he had wanted to answer, and even if he had been permitted to answer, it simply was not within his capabilities at that moment. She could not possibly turn up the machine without doing serious damage to him. Surely she was joking? He heard a click, and then another, and then another. Had she really turned it all the way to the fourth setting? Still the device did not spin but as well as bucking up and down far more violently, it also now swung from side to side. The face banging he was receiving turned into a serious pounding at three heavy bounces per second. The steady trot had turned into a gentle gallop, and as she galloped Ms Li put her crop to use as though encouraging her mount forward. Christopher squealed, but no one heard him. The vision of their excitement enhanced her own, and she squealed in ecstasy, realising at the same time that she was only a sixth of the way through this ride in her beige pantyhose. Christopher could no longer comprehend what had hit him as the bouncing and all-encompassing derriere pounded on his face. His face felt as though it were sucked in between her buttock cheeks; as if his entire being were swallowed by her glorious ass. It was like a battle of the Titans, with Christopher caught in the middle. His nose was being hit by a professional boxer, except that this heavyweight champion wore riding gear and not red leather boxing gloves. Christopher sucked in the air he so desperately needed and then, before his breathing had even partly recovered, it started again. Banging, thudding, pounding, bashing, smothering; queening, straining, sitting, riding? And all in twelve seconds. Your first hour is up, seat! Two more to go — before I shed some clothing that is! It had become slightly dislodged at some point during the past ten minutes. He saw the dark shadow all along her rear crevice, and wondered vaguely whether she had become very damp or whether it was simply created by her shapely buttocks. In fact, it was a combination of the two factors, as Christopher guessed as soon as the sudden rush of cold air started to dry his moistened features. He felt the machine go up a gear, but Ms Li remained half-standing in the stirrups. Her eyes gazed down into his and then, with a sweetness that defied her position and attitude, she smiled and blew a kiss to his well-sat-on face. Do you want a break? Despite his bemused state, he remembered that he should not make any verbal reply, even through he was desperate for a reprieve. He hardly dared hope that perhaps this was not going to be as bad as its start — and the state Kahan appeared to be in — had threatened. He groaned in pain, and his groans became staccato as the bouncing bottom interrupted the sound every quarter of a second. The increased motion on this new setting on the machine brought waves of pleasure to the sitter. She would soon have her fifth orgasm. Kahan used to cry when I did it to him. I expect better of you, seat! During such times, her buttocks gyrated as if in a vibrating exercise belts of the type that some ladies use to trim their buttocks. She had discovered that by conducting her sitting in this way, especially on a face even where the nose was flattened, it assisted her in keeping her bottom in prime position to absorb the four-per-second shudders. That, in turn, meant that she was not in direct contact with the machine, and so the face beneath her was absorbing a good deal of the motion from the back of its head, especially with her weight atop of it. She had no need of implants to improve her shape. In fact, to be honest about it, she could quite probably have donated most of her bottom to create another like her with just as much smothering capability. Christopher could stand it no more. After the first twenty-four second grind, he cried out as his sitter lifted. Her buttocks looked as though they were absorbing rocket propelled grenades as they became one with the machine. This time, however, she did not lift after twenty-four seconds. At one minute, Christopher was wriggling furiously despite his tight bonds. At one minute and thirty seconds, Christopher was almost done for. The rush of air to his face as his sitter lifted was the only reminder he needed not to make any sound however bad his pain became. And so I will continue. Her journey was coming to an end; or, at least, the first part of it was coming to an end. Very good! It came to a whirring halt and gave out a slight hiss. The left stirrup creaking again with the strain of her Amazonian frame. Christopher tried to blink, desperately needing to clear the wetness from his eyes. He could hardly open or close them. The violent motion and heavy pressure his face had endured for the last three hours had left him gazing hopelessly out of half-open eyelids that seemed to have lost the power either to open or to close properly. He gave up. His face felt so bludgeoned that he just had to lie there and accept his fate. What the hell had he been doing accepting the invitation to submit to all of this? Despite his predicament, such a sight was still highly arousing for him, and that, indeed, was just as Ms Li intended. The ride that was to follow such brief arousing moments was far from being simply erotic, and she knew very well that the effect on the restrained male seat was heightened by the false, fleeting hope of something far gentler and far more erotic. Once more she smiled knowing, her weight now resting fully on the tortured face beneath her. She leaned forward, briefly relieving Christopher of her weight, and move the switch forward to its sixth position. The seatmount sprang into life. It now seemed much quicker — and much quieter. The room began to spin?.

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You will be punished underneath me and, believe me, I can administer a punishment far worse than anything you have seen or anything you could possibly imagine if you incur my displeasure. You see, Christopher, I want to spend my time sitting on a man. I want him to do as I desire, and my desires are quite intense. I have no other demands on my time. I earn enough income from the other apartments in this building so that I do not have to work elsewhere. That is my advantage. I am self-contained. I need nothing, except a worthwhile seat. What is it to be? Then he thought of the images he had seen so briefly on his PC. Any of those male or, indeed, female slaves he had seen with bottoms on their faces would no doubt jump at the chance of such an offer as Ms Li had just made him. It was the ultimate fantasy: Now, put out your tongue. Oh, thank you so much. You have five minutes to collect your wash things. That is all you will need. You can bin the rest, except for your stereo and the new PC. Bring those up here too. He lost his footing as she prodded him down towards his apartment, and fell most of the way. He clambered to his feet unsteadily and entered his apartment. So great was his confusion that for some time he could not remember where to find his PC, and he wandered about aimlessly in a daze. It was only when the screensaver cut in that he saw it and remembered where it was. He went to it immediately and moved the mouse to clear the screen, and a picture flashed on the monitor. He stared at it. An enslaved male was having his face heavily sat on by an Amazonian Mistress who crushed his features beneath her. It seemed to be asking him: It is NOT a good idea to let that happen, seat. His future was decided for him and he had to follow his destiny, although whether it was really Fate that had taken a hand or whether this was all his own free choice was far from clear in his mind. It was obvious that the fear of whatever she might do to him if he did not carry out her orders promptly and efficiently spurred him on with a sharpness that could not be blunted by mere discomfort or lack of muscle power. Ms Li turned her attention to Christopher. Should he leave? Should he go now while he still had the chance? But, if he went, where would he go? It was impossible. Having gone this far, he had little choice but to continue, but even so there was something in the back of his minds urging him to get as far away from Ms Li as his legs would carry him. As if reading his mind, his Mistress spoke again: You seriously call yourself a male? Excited by those pictures you were looking at, were you? You can forget all of that now. As she uttered the last few words, Ms Li stroked her buttocks with both hands and then slowly and deliberately she peeled down her black pantyhose. Christopher sped behind her. Her voice was so commanding that his movement was more a reflex than a conscious effort to obey. Ms Li saw it, and smiled to herself. Get on with it, quickly now! Nothing else seemed to exist. He had seen such pictures in magazines and fleetingly on the Internet. His nostrils were soon full of the womanly scent of the vision before him. She pushed her buttocks further backwards, pressing forcefully against Christopher and bearing down on him so that he ended up on the floor. With a deft movement, Ms Li released his throat, and caught hold of the other end of the strap to yank it tight through the heavy buckle at the side. More straps, seven of them in all, followed. This last strap not quite so tight, but it was fitted in a way that enabled the sitter to tighten it whenever she wanted, as Ms Li demonstrated as she finished. What should be the theme? Let me fetch my beige seamed pantyhose, my brown riding crop, my riding boots and my riding hat! She tightened one or two, making Christopher groan under the increased pressure. She liked a taut saddle when she was intending to have a long ride. And, by the way, as you are now a seat, a mere thing to be sat upon, I do not expect you to converse with me ever again, even if I should ask you a specific question. So, I can sit on you constantly without objection. Instead of jodhpurs she wore beige pantyhose. Ms Li strode over to her mount. Surely he could not stand ten hours of this without a break? More terrifying still was the four hours of anal penetration that Ms Li had talked about. Surely she would go easy on him? His jaw was already feeling the pressure, as was his forehead and his eye sockets. Stars began to flash across his now darkened vision as the bottom on his face sat motionless for two minutes. Unknowingly, Ms Li answered the question for Christopher. She was well aware that her seat needed to breathe, and she took the opportunity of the slight lift from his face to reach down and to turn a switch that Christopher had not noticed. Underneath the table top there was a complex mechanism that had its origins at wild-west cowboy conventions. All the mechanical parts were hidden beneath a leather skirt surrounding the machinery. Christopher had assumed the hanging leather at the sides of the table was only for decoration or effect, but its existence was for a far more sinister reason than that. It was not that she expected to be thrown, and indeed she had successfully remained seated on Kahan with the setting up to nine out of the ten possible degrees of spinning, bucking difficulty. If only Christopher had known what it was on that day when he heard the most fearful noise in the apartment above him! He had wondered, and then put it down to Ms Li doing her washing in her noisy washing machine combined with a spin dryer — for the fourth time that day. It had seemed odd, but he had never though to question his completely incorrect assumption. The bucking motion began in rhythmic spurts and jerks. On this setting, the mechanism would not spin, and Ms Li closed her eyes while the machine bounced her tightly pantyhosed bottom on the face beneath her. Not only would the bouncing give her new seat the chance to breath, albeit very briefly as she bucked, it meant that he could do so without much loss of compression of his face under her buttocks. Thus, the feeling of his squashed face and nose against her anus was always with her. Besides, every few seconds and going with the machine, she would deliberately sit down hard as her seat dropped, meeting the rapid upward movement as it lifted once again. This kept the pressure on the seat and did not give him the idea that he could simply walk through the ride, as it were. The timer is set for three hours. She felt the movement, but allowed him the benefit of the doubt on this occasion. She needed to have perfection, and she was not too far from achieving it. She could now settle in for a long, long ride as the machine peaked at its regular jerking motion, that accompanied the bouncing flesh of her large thighs and voluminous buttocks as they crashed every one and a half seconds on to the face beneath her. His restraints meant that he could not do anything other than lift a finger or two, and certainly nothing that would help him out of his predicament. After each dozen or so bottom drops, Ms Li now ground back and forth on his face, abrading nylon against skin, not rising at all as the next uplift gave upward momentum to her hind quarters and the bucking continued. The picture to an outsider would be as if the supreme sitter were mashing the features under her, deliberately fighting the motion of the machine. Then, when the next upwards jolt came along, she knew that the face underneath her had reddened twice as much as the last time and she began the heavy bouncing again. Her aim was a purple face after one hour, almost blue after two, and then at the end of three there was no telling how he might look, or what state he would be in. Even if he had wanted to answer, and even if he had been permitted to answer, it simply was not within his capabilities at that moment. She could not possibly turn up the machine without doing serious damage to him. Surely she was joking? He heard a click, and then another, and then another. Had she really turned it all the way to the fourth setting? Still the device did not spin but as well as bucking up and down far more violently, it also now swung from side to side. The face banging he was receiving turned into a serious pounding at three heavy bounces per second. The steady trot had turned into a gentle gallop, and as she galloped Ms Li put her crop to use as though encouraging her mount forward. Christopher squealed, but no one heard him. The vision of their excitement enhanced her own, and she squealed in ecstasy, realising at the same time that she was only a sixth of the way through this ride in her beige pantyhose. Christopher could no longer comprehend what had hit him as the bouncing and all-encompassing derriere pounded on his face. His face felt as though it were sucked in between her buttock cheeks; as if his entire being were swallowed by her glorious ass. It was like a battle of the Titans, with Christopher caught in the middle. His nose was being hit by a professional boxer, except that this heavyweight champion wore riding gear and not red leather boxing gloves. 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