Im sitting at the kitchen counter and love a cup of tea when I wonder - why sit on a barstool when I have an otherwise worthless slave around? I order him to get in position so I can use his face as my seat. Of course this position is enormously painful for the loser and hes afraid I might break his neck... but I wont let him off the hook just yet. After a few minutes I determine to show a little mercy and push him to the ground. Now the facesitting can continue there!