ENGLISH LANGUAGE

Torment can be as cruel as it is sensual. And this slave experienced it today... When I told him it was going to be "latex day", he didn't imagine that in addition to his Mistress's clothes, he too would be wearing something. And so, blocked into the head box, naked, he finds himself having a gas mask that makes it difficult for him to breathe. I walk around him, I observe him. I see he is my property. But I also want to feel it. I want to feel his warm breath and let him feel mine through the tube. I want to feel his fear. I want to hear it floundering because he...

ENGLISH LANGUAGE

Torment can be as cruel as it is sensual. And this slave experienced it today... When I told him it was going to be "latex day", he didn't imagine that in addition to his Mistress's clothes, he too would be wearing something. And so, blocked into the head box, naked, he finds himself having a gas mask that makes it difficult for him to breathe. I walk around him, I observe him. I see he is my property. But I also want to feel it. I want to feel his warm breath and let him feel mine through the tube. I want to feel his fear. I want to hear it floundering because he can't find air. And so I plug the only hole that allows him to breathe. Many times. I plug it with my hand, with my breast, with my ass, with my divine temple. Or I blow into it to burn the oxygen. He is in trouble. I look at him, and I tell him that this is not the time to in spite of it. I'm not done with him yet for today...

MASCHERA A GAS

Una tortura può essere tanto crudele quanto sensuale. E questo schiavo l’ha sperimentato oggi... Quando gli ho detto che sarebbe stato il “latex day”, non immaginava che oltre agli indumenti della sua Padrona anche lui avrebbe indossato qualcosa. E così, costretto nella head box, nudo, si ritrova ad avere una gas mask che gli rende difficile respirare. Gli giro attorno, lo osservo. Vedo che è una mia proprietà. Ma voglio anche sentirlo. Voglio sentire il suo fiato caldo e fargli sentire il mio attraverso il tubo. Voglio sentire la sua paura. Voglio sentire che annaspa perché non trova l’aria. E così gli tappo l’unico foro che gli consente di respirare. Più volte. Lo tappo con la mia mano, con il mio seno, con il mio culo, con il mio divino tempio. Oppure ci soffio dentro per bruciargli l’ossigeno. E’ in difficoltà. Lo guardo, e gli dico che non è questo il momento di dormire nonostante. Non ho ancora finito con lui per oggi....

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