The slave lies flat on his back, and we don t waste any time. Layer by layer, we wrap him completely until he can t move a muscle. A thick layer of duct tape cinches the package even tighter before we secure him rock solid to the couch. Through the wrap and the latex mask with its tiny hole, he can barely get air. He is completely at the mercy of Miss Kirsch and me, Goddess Kamikatze.
Moving is impossible. We take turns sitting directly on his face. Our outfits are perfect for this moment, because they re completely open at the back. The lack of air and the proximity to our asses are driving him crazy. He s rock hard, and the slightest touch sends him over the edge. It only takes a few minutes before he cums all over us, completely out of control.
