Today, you will serve as our devoted facesitting slave, dear loser. Your mouth will be filled by the wetlook and leather-clad asses of Lady Alice, Miss Kasha, and myself. You are to learn the true meaning of being a living seat cushion, used solely for our facesitting pleasure. You deserve no less, for you are a mere piece of furniture, required to bear our weight with submission and grace. Comprehend, seat cushion?