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auto erotic asphyxiation phone sexThe auto erotic asphyxiation fantasies we began exploring together a long time ago have evolved.. Do you recall when we used dry cleaning bags in the beginning? Reminiscing the other day after the insane session we had brought to light how far

we’d progressed over time. Something you don’t focus on with me though is the CBT that you’ve done all on your own. What is the sin you believe you’re paying for, or is it the pain that brings you the pleasure? It prolongs your orgasm, doesn’t it? This breath play fantasy ruling your thoughts continues to unfold. Now the more dangerous the edgeplay, the more excited you are. The other day panic set in. You were frantic. The adrenalin coursing through both of us was palpable. I’ve joked about you passing out and found like that. It appeared we came close.

 
Do you even remember when you first had your auto erotic asphyxiation curiosity? Did you hold your breath jerking off when you were just starting to masturbate? Did it make your orgasms more intense? What about wrapping your cock up in all those rubber bands and latex gloves? As you matured the experiments became more extreme, until you sought playmates. The day you discovered me our adventure began. It wasn’t as though you actually had a snuff fantasy. It was more as though you loved pushing further every time. The excitement you derived from imagining that you could not escape was blinding. The oxygen deprivation only increased the power of your climax. And now you chase that dragon. You hope to push that envelope. On Friday I thought that dragon had caught you.

 

Auto erotic asphyxiation role play should never be done alone.

 
The challenge is to make each time more difficult to escape. You are the Houdini of auto erotic asphyxiation. We have used every form of suffocation in one way or another. The ball gag, the round red rubber ball or an improvised one from dirty socks, is always fun to add to the mix. I direct you to layer upon layer of stockings, we alternate them with freezer bags and trash bag liners. Make each gasp of air harder to suck through the mesh. Taping your neck, my anticipation grows. Finally the latex hood stretched over so many obstacles cuts off all ability to breathe. Fuck!! The control is intoxicating. I told you about poppers then too, and that is our next game. The two fetishes practiced at once will blow your lungs up. Who needs air when the height of pleasure is walking the razor between life and death? Do you have another round in you?