In this clip, I have my helpless slave chained to my steel web, and I have imposed my sadistic will upon him with a latex rebreather hood tightly over his face to limit his oxygen intake. This should be an extremely entertaining scene for me, albeit an extremely challenging one for him, as he must be mindful of his ability (or lack thereof) to regulate his air supply. And I have no intention of making this easy for him.

For starters, I tightly squeeze and twist his nipples, just to start his heart a pounding. Next I use a leather riding crop and thrash away at his already engorged ...

In this clip, I have my helpless slave chained to my steel web, and I have imposed my sadistic will upon him with a latex rebreather hood tightly over his face to limit his oxygen intake. This should be an extremely entertaining scene for me, albeit an extremely challenging one for him, as he must be mindful of his ability (or lack thereof) to regulate his air supply. And I have no intention of making this easy for him.

For starters, I tightly squeeze and twist his nipples, just to start his heart a pounding. Next I use a leather riding crop and thrash away at his already engorged and throbbing nipples. As the action intensifies, so too does his breathing patterns escalate. My diabolical hood allows him to exhale via a tiny pinhole in the thin latex bag, but when he attempts to inhale fresh air, the excess latex immediately collapses around his face and shuts down any possibility for air to enter his lungs. Quite the conundrum, I would say.

Systematically, I thrash every square inch of his naked flesh with my whip. His only reprieve is a heart stopping twist to his nipples and a soccer style kick to his balls balls with my pointy toe boots. I did previously say I did not intend to make it easy for him, yes? I am a Goddess of my word.

It fuels my sadistic nature, as I watch him struggle helplessly to regulate his breathing patterns. But it is simply beyond his control. The harder I torment him, the more difficult it becomes to take in a breath. It is so deliciously entertaining to watch him suffer so. Sucking in just enough air to keep him lucid, he is finally taken beyond his threshold and his body slumps in his chains motionless. One swift kick to his testicles quickly revives him for a second wave of pain and suffering in the form of a brutal barrage of drop kicks to his exposed manhood. Game Over!