“Goddess Heather, could you please sit on me some more?”
It hurt your pride to ask, especially so nicely, but Heather would punish you for even the slightest misstep. Your short experience with her combined with what you knew from the show told you that she could be quite malicious. You didn’t love the idea of having Heather sit on you again, but at least the couch was well-cushioned. When she had crushed you on the floor, it had been hard and completely unforgiving, and her foot, even through the sock, was bony. It would be much softer between her butt and the couch cushion. Heather smiled down at you sinisterly.
“Goddess Heather? We’re going to have to keep that around.”
She placed you gently onto the couch, letting its cushion sink down under your relatively small frame. A shadow loomed over you as she turned around, and you could once again see her tight butt hanging over you, round cheeks filling out her shorts. She turned her head to look down at you, eyes filled with a vicious malice. Her gaze lingered on you, and the crease in her eyebrows told you that she was thinking. She considered you, leaving you stare up at her until she finally spoke.
“I’ll be right back.”
And with that, she walked off. You were relieved to be left alone for a little bit, but anxiety built up within you. Heather is a crafty, sadistic girl; if she just thought of something, it might be bad for you. The sound of drawers opening and closing came in from the other room, making you even more nervous. It appeared she did have a specific plan. After a few more minutes, Heather returned, holding a small pillow in one hand and a roll of duct tape in the other. It didn’t take a genius to understand what she had in mind.
You stayed quiet while Heather laid a few strips of tape on your arms and legs, sticking you to the cushion. You were going to wind up immobilized either way, it could only be bad to make her more unhappy with you. Heather was very generous with the tape, covering every bit of your wrists and ankles.so there was absolutely no way for you to even move, nonetheless try to escape.
Heather placed you down onto the couch. Without fanfare or mocking, she turned around and let her full weight crash into you.
WHUMPF!
The denim of her shorts rubbed harshly against you, and her soft cheek pressed tightly into you. The cushion compressed under you, getting squished by Heather’s full weight. She wiggled on top of you, soft skin jiggling slightly with her movements. You had to admit, it really wasn’t that bad. Being under Heather’s butt was uncomfortably warm, and she was still heavy, but with all the padding it wasn’t painful.
And that was good, because Heather kept true to her word about sitting on you for hours. You didn’t know how long it had been; you lost track of time as she watched show after show. The audio from the TV just barely made it through to you, muffled through your place buried under Heather’s cheeks, so you could kind of follow along. Heather’s ass planted on top of you entombed you in darkness, so the sound is all that you got.
The worst part wasn’t actually the weight; it was the continuous supply of body heat that radiated from Heather’s cheek and down onto you. It was like being over an incredibly heavy blanket, and you were coated in sweat. When she finally stood up to you, cool air ran over you, causing you to shiver. It was refreshing, and felt incredible as it wooshed over your small body. You soaked in the cold air as Heather stared down at you, paying attention for the first time in hours, a devious smirk on her face?
What does she say to you?
1) "Let's see if you can serve me properly this time." Heather removes you from the cushion, and sets you back to work.
2) "Why don't you cushion me a little more directly?" Heather removes you from the cushion and puts you in her underwear.
3) "I've got somewhere to go." She's planning on taking you with her, cushion and all. You might get used by someone else.
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