Mesmerized, we positioned our two slaves on the carpet, folding them like a human rug, with themselves serving as the ultimate base for Lady Chanel and me. We aim to deprive them of air while demanding they savor our distinctive scents. These two unfortunate souls should consider themselves fortunate to be of service as personal, breathing seat cushions for the two queens of their dreams! It’s time for some behind-the-scenes ass-sniffing action!