Princess Diss commands attention in her tight latex dress, accentuating every curve of her body. Her high heeled boots click against the ground as she paces around her submissive, who kneels obediently with a gas mask strapped tightly to his face. The restrictive device only allows him to breathe through a small tube, which unfortunately for him, is controlled by Princess Diss. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, blowing the smoke directly into the tube and watching with amusement as it fills up his mask. Every breath he takes is now tainted with her smoky exhales. With each flick of ...

Princess Diss commands attention in her tight latex dress, accentuating every curve of her body. Her high heeled boots click against the ground as she paces around her submissive, who kneels obediently with a gas mask strapped tightly to his face. The restrictive device only allows him to breathe through a small tube, which unfortunately for him, is controlled by Princess Diss. She takes a long drag from her cigarette, blowing the smoke directly into the tube and watching with amusement as it fills up his mask. Every breath he takes is now tainted with her smoky exhales. With each flick of ash and spit directed at the male submissive, Princess Diss asserts her dominance and relishes in his helpless state. As she finishes her cigarette break, she looks down at him with a satisfied smirk, knowing that he will do whatever she desires without question.