Completely encased from head to toe in a gleaming latex catsuit, I trap my slaves face under my beautiful ass. He is shackled to my bondage table and unable to move, as I lower my derriere full weight upon his face. My latex catsuit serves to create an airtight seal around his face, thus prohibiting him from even the slightest breath of air.

This little exercise is not being initiated for his pleasure, but rather for his torment, and MY PLEASURE. This pet needs to understand that breathing is a gift from his Goddess, not a privilege. And he must be thankful for every drop of precio... Show more