A dentist’s chair sits empty, waiting. Blindfolded and handcuffed, she’s led to the seat. He sits down her cuffs lock her legs and wrists set up. Her clothes are ripped and cut off her physique. He gropes her breasts then slides cable through her nipple rings into her collar, pulling the rope tight, stretching her nipples. Her body twists against the metal holding her in position. A brand new metal face-hole creation matches between her teeth. He canes her breasts.
Drool runs in a flow. He uses it to lube her pussy. The Fish, a dual metal hook, then slips to her cunt, prying her open. A vibrator nestles between the folds of her inner labia. Her hips start a rhythmic movement. Since now she desires what he’s doing. She wants it very much. You may view it from her eyes and her face, in the softened form of her mouth.
With PD, it’s always more straps. He tightens them around her torso, her throat, and her brow. She is reclined. Her legs are buckled to the armrests so that her cunt is lifted and her legs spread. Clips tied to her toes stretch her labia. Her pussy openspink, pink and succulent. Mr. Pogo pushes to her cunt. PD canes her foot as it pertains.
A gas mask exfoliates her mind. PD attaches a tube and bellows. That is her task for the next few hours. Breathing. He puts the bellows between her knees so she can pump it. If she drops it she is done, a goner breathless. He vibrates her, but sometimes she forgets to pump the bellows. As it requires concentration, breathing and coming all at precisely the exact same time. He yells. Do not forget to breathe, he says. It’s subtle, the game he plays with her.
He makes her come several times. And then he leaves. And she is trying to remember to pump the bellows. It’s about oxygen.
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