Naomi Swann has found herself the victim of one of my favorite games. Strapped up in light pink bondage belts with duct tape sealing her lips, I can barely contain my excitement. I'm so eager to wrap my hands around her gagged mouth, my fingers covering her nose and pressing down to restrict her air ways. Her brown eyes begin to flutter and bulge as she struggles underneath my grip. Though it's no use, I have no plans on releasing her or that cute nose of hers in which I love pinching shut. Her heartbeat races, her entire body panicking; desperate for the oxygen that I won't permit her. I l... Show more