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Be careful what you wish for...   Breathe    Are you scared now? Yes? I know. I can see the panic in your eyes. You can't get enough air, can you. This device only lets air pass through the tubing a little at a time. It's not enough, is it. You feel like you're suffocating. Well, you are. You are slowly suffocating. You can't believe that I am doing this to you, can you. You told me that you wanted me to tie you up and torture you. You told me that you wanted me to make you suffer. Are you suffering now? Yes?  Is this how you thought that I would torture you? No? Maybe you thought I would tie you up and tickle you. Or maybe you thought I would tie you to the bed and pinch your nipples, or tease your little cock. Did you think it would be fun? Yes? Are you having fun now? No? You didn't think that I would really torture you, did you. You didn't think that I would really make you suffer. You probably hoped that I might even fuck you. Well, I did. You're fucked. Just not the way you wanted to be.   Your pain and terror will never end. I will keep doing this to you over and over again. When I get bored with suffocating you I will torture you another way. Then another. It will go on and on. I will make you suffer in excruciating pain. I will never stop. You will be in agony for ever, with no hope for it to end. You are locked in this room in my basement. Even if you could scream, no one could hear you. And no one knows that you're here. You're tightly bound to this wooden post. Your hands are securely tied behind you. You can barely move. You certainly can't free yourself. You are completely in my control. I even control how much air you get to breathe. I've wrapped many layers of plastic cling film around your head and neck. Your head is sealed in airtight clear plastic. The only air you can get is through the plastic tubing I placed in your mouth. But, this valve on the end of the tube will only allow you a small gasp.  I love watching you gasping for air. I love seeing the desperation in your eyes because you realize that you just can't get enough air. It's terrifying, isn't it. If you could, you would be begging me, pleading with me, to let you have even just one good breath. But you can't even get enough air in your lungs to cry out. All you can do is make those pitiful whimpering sounds. Are you trying to beg? Is that it? Would you like it if I let you have a breath, or maybe two? Yes? Too bad. I won't. I am a sadist. I get pleasure from watching you suffer. The more you suffer, the more pleasure I get. Now do you regret asking me to torture you? Yes? Didn't you know I was a sadist? No, you had no idea. You didn't know how cruel I could be. Now you do. But there's nothing you can do about it now. You will stay like this. Helpless. Terrified. Do you feel like you can't go on any longer? Oh, but I will never stop. This is just the beginning. You will be in unbearable agony from now on. Your gasps are getting weaker. It's getting harder and harder for you to try to suck air in through the tubing, isn't it. Your muscles are cramping and your body is starting to quiver and shake. Soon, your eyes will lose focus. Then everything will go black. You will lose control of your bladder. You may ejaculate, but you won't feel any pleasure from it. The semen will just drip from your little cock. If you go into convulsions, I may have an orgasm while watching you. I will definitely feel pleasure from it. I am a sadist. Your suffering is what gives me pleasure.     Posted on : Apr 14, 2023 | Comments (0)   Test Entry Blog entry test.       Posted on : Dec 30, 2022 | Comments (0)