I am in my sexiest red patent leather, lace-back corset with black garter belt and panties. The panties cut so severely that they are little more than a thin strip of shiny vinyl up my perfect Asian ass. I love to wear this outfit to sit on the face of a slave. It tantalizes him to the point of utter sexual frustration, and at the same time, the flesh of my bare buttocks denies him his precious oxygen.

It would be the ideal demise for a sexual masochist. He is gasping, struggling for one saving breath. Of course I decide if and when he can breathe, as he sucks up the tiniest bit of...

I am in my sexiest red patent leather, lace-back corset with black garter belt and panties. The panties cut so severely that they are little more than a thin strip of shiny vinyl up my perfect Asian ass. I love to wear this outfit to sit on the face of a slave. It tantalizes him to the point of utter sexual frustration, and at the same time, the flesh of my bare buttocks denies him his precious oxygen.

It would be the ideal demise for a sexual masochist. He is gasping, struggling for one saving breath. Of course I decide if and when he can breathe, as he sucks up the tiniest bit of air I allow to seep between my ass flesh and his pinched nostrils. Can you see his toes wiggling with the stress on his system? Imagine what panicky thoughts race through his whirling, fading mind. Will he survive the next minute of erotic ecstasy?