Mistress Has Control Over Orgasms and Breathing

"How's the breathing?" the mistress asks curiously, addressing the slave. He wrings out a short, "It's going, mistress." Then he gasps for air again.

The slave is standing under a crane. His hands are fixed to a metal beam. The cock is stuck in a penis cage. The most striking thing, however, is the red mask, which does not fit tightly to the face as usual and doesn't have many air holes. No, this mask serves a different purpose. It has exactly one opening. Barely bigger than a straw. Just enough air gets through that you don't suffocate. The cock is stuck in a peen The most striking thing, however, is the red mask, which does not fit tightly to the face as usual and has many air holes. No, this mask serves a different purpose. It has exactly one opening. Barely bigger than a straw. Just enough air gets through that you don't suffocate in absolute silence. Even without any kind of impact, it is a great effort to breathe.

But Miss Yara is not yet satisfied with this situation. Quite the opposite. She wants to bring slave Canvas to his limit. For this she first pulls his arms upwards. A position that is easy to underestimate. The circulation is already stressed by the arm position alone.

The slave starts to breathe faster. However, it is unclear whether this is caused solely by the presence of the mistress or by the balls that have been tied in the meantime. Miss Yara continues the training. She additionally puts a rope around the slave's neck and pulls it tight. The fear of strangulation causes the slave's pulse to skyrocket. This inevitably also accelerates the breathing. As if the slave wasn't strained enough, Miss Yara now also covers his mouth. Time seems to stand still. The slave lives only in the moment and from one breath to the next.

He is at the mercy of his mistress with body and soul. After a seemingly endless treatment under oxygen deprivation, the slave is panic-stricken and yet strongly aroused. He is rewarded with an intense climax.