Goddess Defines Smother Play

I know what you want, what you need.  The real issue, however, is what I want, what I need.  Once you understand the difference, you will know the true meaning of submission.  And while we are together, I will teach you that difference.
Let Me tell you about a moment we will share.  It will come later in the session, after I have exhausted you as you struggle to free yourself from all the ways and means I have to subdue and bend you beneath My superior strength.  I will have already lifted you and carried you around the room, spinning you, absorbing you.  I will have dropped you to the couch or bed and bent you awkwardly, all for the pleasure of watching your feeble resistance, a fruitless pursuit which amuses Me.  I will have rendered you helpless in many ways, your body screaming for relief, your breath short, your skin moist from the exertion.  And your mind will be on fire, confused, full of unrequited desire, alive.
And then it will happen.  A delicious moment that will live on in your memory, long after you have left Me, though the image of it will never depart from you.  It is a dark mysterious moment, a moment of complete domination.  Your submission will not be a gift to Me, but rather, something I will extract from you.  Because you see, in those quiet and precious seconds in which you will be unable to move, I shall control you completely.  You will have no choice, no options, but to endure.  Because it is I who controls the very air you breathe.  I will completely and utterly control your breathing as, with deliberate and sensual grace, I lower myself onto your face and smother you.
This is the moment of truth for us both.  When the rush of unknowing descends, the momentary panic of wondering what I will and won’t allow, regardless of how you tap for mercy, the knowledge that you are truly helpless and in the power of a superior and beautiful woman who, as evidenced by Her eyes and Her wicked smile, is delighting in dominion over you.
In this moment you will experience My power in many ways.  The full weight of My body will press down over your face, My thighs caressing your cheeks, My scent filling you.  After a few moments of delicious anticipation you will begin to struggle, and you will see the amusement in My eyes as you writhe beneath me.  And you will know something else, as well, something that thrills you as it does Me.  It is the power I hold over you, for the next moment of your very life is in My hands.  You will tap for mercy, and I will extract one more moment of wicked pleasure from you, savoring the panic in your eyes and they plead and bulge, anxiously unsure. 
I may allow you a breath or two before I move with serpent-like grace to another position, again using my body to completely immerse you within its grasp, unable to move, unable to breath.   I lean close in order to more clearly observe your struggle and fear.  To drink it in, to delight in your helpless submission, in My victory over you.  And this is what you will remember, the image of Me completely owning you, those eternal moments in which I completely and hungrily devour your very soul ..only if you dare.