She is now in a hogtie, her big toes tied back to her hair. Her wrists are bound to a tight crotch rope in the small of her back. She has her fetish outfit on with her head secured in the metal choker. It keeps her noggin' high off the floor while insuring that her weight resting upon it keeps her air supply severely diminished. She can't remove herself from it, even picking her chest off the floor doesn't remove her neck from the device. The more she becomes fatigued the more she will cut her air supply off. It clearly becomes more and more of a challenge for her, leaving her coughing every f...

She is now in a hogtie, her big toes tied back to her hair. Her wrists are bound to a tight crotch rope in the small of her back. She has her fetish outfit on with her head secured in the metal choker. It keeps her noggin' high off the floor while insuring that her weight resting upon it keeps her air supply severely diminished. She can't remove herself from it, even picking her chest off the floor doesn't remove her neck from the device. The more she becomes fatigued the more she will cut her air supply off. It clearly becomes more and more of a challenge for her, leaving her coughing every few minutes, when she speaks her voice has changed, affected by the choker. What started out as something manageable quickly becomes a hardship. Her face grows redder and redder. Her coughing increases to every few seconds now. One can see on her face that things are becoming more serious. She has to concentrate now, focus. She has lost all semblance of smiles and happy attitude. When JR comes into the room he has lots of different makeup he lays in front of her face: mascara, blush, lipstick, eye liner. He doesn't know what most of it is and tells her as much. Then he begins applying it to her immobilized face. First eye shadow, the most hideous colors imaginable. Then he takes eye liner and gives her some angry eye brows. She coughs and clears her throat incessantly. She is clearly growing more uncomfortable, wiggling about in an effort to find a position that doesn't quite choke her off so much --to no avail. Bright red lipstick is put on her pursed lips and then all around her lips. Then eye liner is used to border it giving her a ridiculous clown like, zombie appearance. She is all serious now, her position not letting her take on any other countenance. To finish off her new look JR has her stick her pierced tongue out and ties a length of leather cord to it. On the other end he ties a heavy padlock. She now has her tongue completely pulled out from her face hole. It immediately causes her to moan out in further JR gets up and tells her to spread her legs like a whore, then pops the Hitachi onto her cunt. The look on her face is of complete and total concern, desperation. She moans and whimpers constantly. Within seconds she is begging for permission to cum -which is denied repeatedly. But when it is finally given to her, just as she begins to cum, the Hitachi is taken from her cunt.