A Taste of the Good Life

Elise likes how J never says no. She wraps him head to toe in tight black rubber, wires an electrode up his ass, and fits a vibrator over his cock and balls. Straps him down on the steel rack until he can’t move an inch. Then she clicks the control box to life and lets the app do its dirty work—short, mean jolts to his hole and teasing pulses on his dick that come and go before he can ride them. Once the box is running on its own, her focus shifts to his lungs. She snaps a rebreather bag onto his mask, leaving nothing but a pin-hole for air. Every breath now belongs to her.