Ultimate shoulder rides

m2ichaela;

I often pushed him into water  that he could  have a hard time keeping his head up to avoid  drowning.  If he annoyed me or  I felt  like  punishing him, I would use any excuse to push his face down until I  decided he couldn't hold his breath any longer. When the water was a little to deep for his feet to  touch the bottom, I sat on him until he struggled enough so I  knew he would  come up  coughing.

A few times  he was so  desperate for air he  struggled enough to  topple  me off  him.              I always  pretended to be   really angry at him  , but I know  he was only reacting to his need to breathe . I just need an excuse to punish him. 

I made him carry me back to shore   and lay  down  and I sat on him while he  was supine. I usually sat down really hard on his  chest  as if he was nothing  but a  cushion and I would  ignore  him  while I re-applied sun tan  lotion and occasionally  flirting with some  cute  guy who  might be passing by.    Humiliating him was always part of the fun  .

m2ichaela:

He had all but accepted  my superiority over him and I  had to  come up with  excuses to use those little punishments ,sometimes pushing his head under  water  until he almost panicked .
Sitting on his hands while he held me up  was not only  fun  but   pushed his limits  while I had his full attention because I  was obviously hovering over  him.  Sitting on his body was   simple comfort  and  it attracted attention . A lot of guys  thought I  looked sexy  posed  that way.  I  often considered breaking him  to  the point  that could   make him carry  a man  on his shoulders  in case I encountered  a  cute   guy   like  some I  occasionally flirted with.   Unfortunately I   never  got to  do that.

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Tomorrow I am expecting to meet a man who enjoys sitting on other men, chest and belly, in clothes. I am very much looking forward to this as there are not many who do enjoy this. He is apparently quite dominant too, which is a big plus.

m2ichaela:

toward the  end of my marriage , I  often made him serve  me in ways  that  were punishing for  him.   Carrying me on his  shoulders  was just fun for  both of us  early in our marriage  but  the more  pushed him limits, the more  contempt I had for him . Dunking his face in  the water in a swimming  pool while I  sat on his neck until he nearly drowned  was   actually a  minor  torment I enjoyed  inflicting on him .

m2ichaela:

Obviously I didn't drown him to death, though I often really considered it in my fantasies.  He was never sure  I wouldn't  , so he did manage to dislodge me  several  times when I kept him under  beyond his ability to hold his breath.
There were often people around  in  hotel pools so of course I  made it look like it was just play even while I was literally sitting on his head to hold him  under.

However, among my  friends my actions were encouraged sometimes  and they  knew I had  control of him.  One of my wealthier  friends had  his own private  pool that was sculpted with shallow places at one end. while in the pool  with  my ex and three other people I climbed on his shoulder and had him carry me to the shallow end where I use my  weight to push him forward so he fell face down. I managed to stay on top of him, sitting on his back while he was in only about one and a half feet under water. My friends were  semi-seriously  shout things like "finish him this time"  and "Sit on him and don't let him up for air!!"  . While I sat on him that way, he  held his breath  until he passed out and I grabbed his hair and lifted his head above  the water as soon as I saw  bubbles   come up from his face.  He was still unconscious   when we dragged him from the  pool  and one of the  men was  nice enough to  sit on his back  to   squash  the water out of his lungs.