The breath control and air deprivation games continue, as Bossy Delilah continues to keep her prey trapped beneath her glorious ass. Shackled to her smother bench and unable to move, Delilah's helpless slave must simply lie there in dire anticipation as Delilah lowers her voluptuous derriere full weight over his nose and mouth.

This little exercise in control is definitely NOT being initiated for his pleasure, but rather for his torment and demise. And most definitely for Bossy Delilah's pleasure. Delilah truly delights in the sensation of having someone's face trapped beneath her,...

The breath control and air deprivation games continue, as Bossy Delilah continues to keep her prey trapped beneath her glorious ass. Shackled to her smother bench and unable to move, Delilah's helpless slave must simply lie there in dire anticipation as Delilah lowers her voluptuous derriere full weight over his nose and mouth.

This little exercise in control is definitely NOT being initiated for his pleasure, but rather for his torment and demise. And most definitely for Bossy Delilah's pleasure. Delilah truly delights in the sensation of having someone's face trapped beneath her, struggling and gasping for air.

She especially loves the panic and desperation he displays when he grows close to blacking out, with his body thrashing around under her weight and his arms flailing away lol. But his efforts are for naught. And if and when she finally raises her ass to allow him a breath of precious oxygen, he knows full well that his life is truly in her hands.