Come closer, my dear slave – right between the alluring backsides of Miss May and myself! You have been yearning to be our human chair, to breathe in our intoxicating scent. We know your desires, and we shall grant them. You will be the support for our derrières, an object for our pleasure. Inhale deeply, for you will be enveloped by our fragrance. This is where you belong, and we shall treat you as such.