Breath Play is Awesome
Actually, I’m calling it breath play because it’s easiest to call it that, but I suppose I’m really talking about blood flow play. Or choking. Squeezing the carotid artery. Whatever you want to call it.
I wrote about it briefly.
Friday I showed up to Adam’s early to help set up for the party. I was on my knees blowing him when he reached for my throat and squeezed tight. I don’t think it was more than 5 seconds before my body fell to the floor.
So. Fucking. Cool.
It’s so addicting. I swear it’s a drug.
Later that night I was playing with someone new when Adam showed him what I like.
Almost instantly I was thrown against the wall and a new hand was pressed against my throat. I squirmed and moaned until I felt the blade of a knife against my skin. Then I remained quite still.
Knife play is awesome too.
*Sigh* I wish I could write something better, but my mind feels so uncreative right now…













