I offered you three methods of self destruction and you have picked your poison.

A little glass bottle filled with, how predictable.

But, what you don't know, or soon forget is that I like to play a little game of breath control. When I was young we use to play the p@ss out game, and I loved it as much then as I do now.

I walk you through my game. Breathing patterns, when to inhale, when to hold, when to exhale and when to draw the into your lungs.

I offer a reward. When you've altered your brain enough to see the pretty colors, I reveal my huge tits. You... Show more