Tight latex clings to my body as I show it off. Opening the double doors, you see my prisoner, my bound latex slave is mummified and laying on a couch, unable to move. He doesn't remember how he got there, all he knows is he is all mine. I begin smothering him, hands over his mouth, a hand on his neck. Over and over again I take his breath away. He gasps and gasps for air. Kneeling on his chest, I take it away again. In between I toy with him, I make him lick my heels. It's hard for him to see. A rebreather hood goes over his head with a tube connected to a funnel. He's thirsty but the onl... Show more