precipiceofoblivion
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Hello! I tried contacting two editors directly, but I have not received any response. I thought I’d try this avenue instead.
My plan is to write a multi-part story which strongly emphasizes facesitting. It is about a woman who pushes her sister's friend too far and her sister's friend ends up sitting on her face. For a while, it's punishment/humiliation, but it eventually progresses to a sexual thing.
Plot consistency and details are very important to me. I want things to make sense to the reader. Things should start innocently and end very non-innocently, and I want the in-between to make sense to the reader how they went from point A to point B. I expect to have the most difficulty in keeping things from feeling like they are progressing naturally due to the extreme emotional complexities involved.
Here is a sample:
Before I could recover from my surprise at the unexpected turn of events, her ass settled heavily directly onto my face. This time, there was no dodging or avoiding. She caught me by complete surprise. My face was entirely covered by her ass, and my breath was cut off as my nose pressed into her cotton panties. How humiliating! I couldn’t imagine being in a more humiliating position than having this snotty teenage girl whom I detested sitting with her ass on my face. I struggled pull away, but I felt her legs tighten,holding my head tightly in place.
"It doesn't mean anything to be sorry when you're being punished. In fact, I think you should stay right where you are until I'm convinced you've gained a deeper appreciation of me--or at least my ass," she laughed confidently, "It will be a lesson that you'll never forget." She shifted back and forth, forcing my nose slightly deeper into her panties, as if to emphasize her point. "... and knowing what a pretentious bitch you are... I'm guessing it's going to take a while," she laughed as she sat up to let me catch a quick breath air.
"Tamara... please," I begged. She paused a moment.
"You know what's funny? I was just teasing when I stuck my ass in your face," she said angrily, "but you just had keep pushing me!" As her full ass descended back toward face, I knew this time she wasn't teasing.
"Wait! Please--mmmmmmmmph!" As she let her skirt fall over my face, I was suddenly filled with dread as I realized how determined she was to make me pay -- even more when I realized there was nothing I could do to stop her. I thought about trying to scream for help, but I knew that wouldn't help. No one would hear, and Krista wouldn't be home for hours. I did some quick math in my head. Assuming she was working a short shift, she wouldn't home for at least four hours! My attention was diverted as I realized I was running out of oxygen. I started struggling in earnest, but she didn't budge. If anything, she just held me tighter. I was starting to feel light-headed and beginning to panic for real. "Mmmmmm! Mmmmmph!" I tried to protest, but my pleas were muffled and lost in her ass.
My plan is to write a multi-part story which strongly emphasizes facesitting. It is about a woman who pushes her sister's friend too far and her sister's friend ends up sitting on her face. For a while, it's punishment/humiliation, but it eventually progresses to a sexual thing.
Plot consistency and details are very important to me. I want things to make sense to the reader. Things should start innocently and end very non-innocently, and I want the in-between to make sense to the reader how they went from point A to point B. I expect to have the most difficulty in keeping things from feeling like they are progressing naturally due to the extreme emotional complexities involved.
Here is a sample:
Before I could recover from my surprise at the unexpected turn of events, her ass settled heavily directly onto my face. This time, there was no dodging or avoiding. She caught me by complete surprise. My face was entirely covered by her ass, and my breath was cut off as my nose pressed into her cotton panties. How humiliating! I couldn’t imagine being in a more humiliating position than having this snotty teenage girl whom I detested sitting with her ass on my face. I struggled pull away, but I felt her legs tighten,holding my head tightly in place.
"It doesn't mean anything to be sorry when you're being punished. In fact, I think you should stay right where you are until I'm convinced you've gained a deeper appreciation of me--or at least my ass," she laughed confidently, "It will be a lesson that you'll never forget." She shifted back and forth, forcing my nose slightly deeper into her panties, as if to emphasize her point. "... and knowing what a pretentious bitch you are... I'm guessing it's going to take a while," she laughed as she sat up to let me catch a quick breath air.
"Tamara... please," I begged. She paused a moment.
"You know what's funny? I was just teasing when I stuck my ass in your face," she said angrily, "but you just had keep pushing me!" As her full ass descended back toward face, I knew this time she wasn't teasing.
"Wait! Please--mmmmmmmmph!" As she let her skirt fall over my face, I was suddenly filled with dread as I realized how determined she was to make me pay -- even more when I realized there was nothing I could do to stop her. I thought about trying to scream for help, but I knew that wouldn't help. No one would hear, and Krista wouldn't be home for hours. I did some quick math in my head. Assuming she was working a short shift, she wouldn't home for at least four hours! My attention was diverted as I realized I was running out of oxygen. I started struggling in earnest, but she didn't budge. If anything, she just held me tighter. I was starting to feel light-headed and beginning to panic for real. "Mmmmmm! Mmmmmph!" I tried to protest, but my pleas were muffled and lost in her ass.
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