My gimpy bitch can only breathe through this little singular hole in it’s mask. A hole that I can close off at ANY moment I desire! A hole that I am in complete control over! The size of the hole is the perfect size for my hands! My devious hands that just love to wrap right over it and press down! Holding it so tightly and only allowing a little bit of air to come in every now and then! But you see, each time that my hands pass over this hole and grip down, it gets a little harder for the gimp to hold in the oxygen! Because after a while, the gimps lungs will grow tired. So he will be able...

My gimpy bitch can only breathe through this little singular hole in it’s mask. A hole that I can close off at ANY moment I desire! A hole that I am in complete control over! The size of the hole is the perfect size for my hands! My devious hands that just love to wrap right over it and press down! Holding it so tightly and only allowing a little bit of air to come in every now and then! But you see, each time that my hands pass over this hole and grip down, it gets a little harder for the gimp to hold in the oxygen! Because after a while, the gimps lungs will grow tired. So he will be able to hold his breath less and less! That’s when it starts getting really fun for ME! Because Oxygen is a GIFT! A gift in which I give and I take away! That is the lesson this gimp will learn today! But since the gimp is wearing leather, it’s only right that we match! I find wearing my leather gloves are even more restrictive than my bare hands! There is NO escape for this pathetic gimpy! I am going to make this gimp SO thankful!