Part I.
Elise Graves has agreed to let herself be bound by me in a heavy canvas straitjacket and spread eagle with her legs in immovable wooden stocks. She soon finds herself in over her head...
As I begin locking the stocks and tying her down to the bondage bead, the inescapability of the situation becomes a very real fear. She lets me know that she, of all people, has a bit of claustrophobia.
"Don't worry," I tell her. "I'm sure all the activity happening in your pussy will distract you from that soon enough."
After all, I have a menu of delights set o...
Part I.
Elise Graves has agreed to let herself be bound by me in a heavy canvas straitjacket and spread eagle with her legs in immovable wooden stocks. She soon finds herself in over her head...
As I begin locking the stocks and tying her down to the bondage bead, the inescapability of the situation becomes a very real fear. She lets me know that she, of all people, has a bit of claustrophobia.
"Don't worry," I tell her. "I'm sure all the activity happening in your pussy will distract you from that soon enough."
After all, I have a menu of delights set off for her today. Kegel balls and a labia spreader to keep them shoved in...all the while both are electrifying her entire pussy. With her entire body strictly bound to the bed and her legs wide open for me, she'll just have to lie there and take it...
Today is a reckoning for Elise that I am all too delighted to dole out. She must come face to face with her growing claustrophobia while I hold the joystick of pain for her pussy.
Part II.
I've run Elise Graves through the gauntlet thus far, but the real pain has only just begun. After all that setup, it would be such a pity to not push her to the limit...
I've tightly clamped her pussy lips open, keeping the electric kegel balls inside of her and electrifying the pussy clamp as well, and you know I fully intend on having fun with the electricity. I turn it up higher and higher until she's truly struggling. She begins to cry, but I encourage her to work through it. I can't help but take pleasure in her tears because I know her suffering is real.
And to make her confront her claustrophobia even more? It's time to put on the gas mask to regulate her breathing. I've attached the gas mask to a ventilator that minutely controls the volume and rate of oxygen it puts into the gas mask bit by bit. Having so much control over Elise is utterly delicious to me. To have power over her most subconscious activities, and to take it away bit by bit while increasing the electricity on her pussy more and more...
Saying I've put Elise in a tricky situation would be a vast understatement. The increasing voltage on her pussy makes her panic and breathe faster, but the diminishing air means she needs to be conscientious about her oxygen conservation...
And when I've pushed her just to her very brink of nearly breaking, I finally let her free. Such a heavy playtime requires an equally thoughtful aftercare, and we both wind down from the high in a candid and considerate discussion of the entire scene.
This is an extremely intense interaction between Elise and I – the most intense one by far. Watch my break her down and build her up, making her confront her claustrophobic fears in the most rigorous sort of way possible.
I chose to release this aptly medical-based scene now – the breathing ventilators, gas masks, straitjacket – in light of interest about coronavirus/COVID-19. From the concept of quarantine and isolation to the impending anxiety of breathing, this video delves into our medical anxieties. And hopefully, it will make a medical fetishist out of you.
Features: Part I – I make Elise Graves come face to face with her fear while being running her through the gauntlet of pussy I laugh and witness her suffering and growth. Bondage setup and lots of close-up open and spread pussy shots. A wickedly sexy medical straitjacket and cruel pussy spreader device. Part II – a super hot sadistic medical lesbian scene between Elise Graves and I. Straitjacket, pussy electricity, breathplay, gas masks...and a whole lot of screaming and crying. What more could you ask for?
