DESCRIPTION: I devised a liitle game for my slave. The rules were simple: I smother him. If he runs out of air, he is allowed to "Tap Out" (slap the bed). But tapping is no relief-it's the starting signal for the Wheel of Fortune. The Wheel Decides His Fate: Every time he gasps for air and gives up, I spin the Wheel. It dictates how long and how intensely hard I will hold him in a Headscissor. 10 seconds? 30 seconds? Full power? He is completely at the mercy of my leg strength. We play round after round. I watch him suffer, struggling for breath fart in his nose-and getting incredibly hard in the process. His lust for being smothered only makes me more sadistic. So, I decide to end the game: He must cum while I cut off his air supply. I put him in the final, tightest Headscissor. My thighs squeeze his neck shut as he jerks off. The pressure is massive. He twitches, he groans, he cums and then he cums but right in the middle of his orgasm, while my legs are wrapped around his neck, the lights go out. He drifts away, completely KO, while still twitching his hands around his cock. Funny thing: I didnt even notice it hahaha
