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@devoted-slave
There are few toys as close to my heart as the rubber rebreather hood! The relatively thin, loose latex in front of the face allows for a pocket of air to inflate and deflate the hood’s pouch over the face with each breath. I am instantly thrilled when I put one of these on a playmate’s head. Needless to say, I use them frequently when topping others. Today is different, however, as I am playing with myself. I know what scares me, and this hood scares me. I design a scene for myself in which I stuff bullet vibrators inside my ass and pussy and then strap a hitachi vibe to my clit, all for the purposes of being controlled by a box that is programmed to keep me perfectly teased and on edge. After clamping my nipples, I slide my head into the rubber hood. After locking myself into a small cage, I begin to anticipate my hands being out of reach of my face. I struggle with handcuffing both hands out of reach of safety. The key to success with this hood is to calm yourself - to maintain control of your own breathing. If you inhale with too much force, your access to air is limited. The final click of the handcuffs is the beginning of the journey.
I will see each and every reblog 😈
someone asking “is this actually turning you on?” in the most condescending tone possible is my kink
Keeping you constantly drunk, dazed, drugged, sleep deprived, anything to make sure you’re never entirely sure what’s going on, that you can never know what’s real and what’s fake. “Hit you? Baby I would never, you must be hallucinating” after beating you half to death.
Accepting its new life.
the brat urge to tell a dom that he hits like a bitch when he slaps me so i can get utterly destroyed
Do you realize how badly I want to do this to you? Tie you up so you’re completely helpless to the horrible things I want to do to you? I will get so hard watching you suffer and writhe in pain for me like this, desperately trying to get out of your bindings but unable to escape.
I want you to be my little toy to suffer for me.
I want to be your litle toy to suffer for you !
Her nails running through my hair — the highest reward imaginable. Heaven.
The struggler