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To control the breath is to control the whole individual. Every idea, motion, and emotion that which becomes concentrated on one thing only. Air.

Inside his mind, she is not even a she. It is an object, black, zipped into latex using a bubblehead. Only her lips could be observed. This is the way you know that it’s human. By the lips. He hoists this up black body-like thing by the ankles. An inflatable gag sticks that opening, the one where we view her lips. Her breath wheezes out and in via a small tube. Moisture condenses. Drool slowly disturbs her link with the outer world. Even a vibrator’s zipped into the latex purse, humming from her pussy. She’s come. Alone.

She is naked now. We can see she is a she, her ankles spread wide. He whips her back and ass, wrap the tip of the whip toward her pussy and cunt. He then turns her over and whips her other hand. She comes very quickly when she is fucked with Mr. Pogo. He intensifies the position and plunges his hand within her cunt. The cunt sucks at him, trying to pull him in. She comes.

Now seated, U-bolts lock down her thighs. A metal ring tight round her waist matches the Garrote in her throat, then keeping her plastered to the post. Mr. Pogo fucks her mouth, then her buttocks. Since the vibrator purrs in her pussy, she begs to emerge. Afterward, her pussy’s loose and open, unfurled.

Vacuum tubes suck her buttocks, distending her nipples. Her vacuumed pussy grows huge and bright red. After facing a perverted PD, Erica’s joyful and energetic, wagging her tongue at world.