My slave boy is so submissive and pliable... maybe it's the lack of oxygen, but it certainly doesn't seem like he's going to argue with what I want to do to him. After fitting him with a straitjacket, I lock him into my bondage chair with chains and foot stocks, just in case he gets any ideas... and proceed to have my way with him. I use my hands and long leather gloves to cut off his air access, laughing and enjoying myself as he struggles... and finally hook his cock up to an electric device that shocks him harder and harder the faster I spin the wheel.

My slave boy is so submissive and pliable... maybe it's the lack of oxygen, but it certainly doesn't seem like he's going to argue with what I want to do to him. After fitting him with a straitjacket, I lock him into my bondage chair with chains and foot stocks, just in case he gets any ideas... and proceed to have my way with him. I use my hands and long leather gloves to cut off his air access, laughing and enjoying myself as he struggles... and finally hook his cock up to an electric device that shocks him harder and harder the faster I spin the wheel.