Today I have my slave at the foot of the bed, hands and feet tied. I have my favourite red latex with me, I will test its resistance to suffocation. Latex is like a second skin, not a thread of air ever passes when its in contact with the slaves face. The more time passes, the more he struggles. Well I dont care at all, in fact I continue without mercy. Blow for your one and only slave Mistress.. Blow for Mistress Gaia….
