Be my make-up chair, loser!

Description: Are you uncomfortable, slave? good! you're sitting on the floor for a reason ... i'm heading out to meet some friends in a couple of minutes and i need to touch up my make up before i leave - and i'll use your face as my make up chair. yes, i know it's brutal getting your head tilted back with my full weight pressing down on your face - but that's just how a seat pad's life is! and the lack of oxygen doesn't help either, does it? yes, you've got to use your arms to keep upright, which uses oxygen, you've got to endure the pain of your face getting flattened and your neck getting compressed, which uses oxygen ... and you're panicking which wastes even more oxygen ... oh, you're really in trouble! especially since i'll only let you breathe very briefly - and then sit down again immediately. i think i need to fix my hair as well ... that's going to take a while too ... and don't dare to collapse under me!