Ceara Lynch - Rubber Head v

My devoted slave has renounced his family so he could pledge his entire life to me. After in his mouth, I permanently enclose his face with a skin tight rubber mask. He can only breath through a small tube and only when I allow it. I blow harsh smoke into his lungs, forcing him to breath it in as he savors the taste of my shi t. Although this slave dreams of serving me the rest of his life, he's better off de ad. I pinch the tube shut as he chokes and gasps for air, desperate to inhale my sweet smoke one last time. I smile, satisfied with myself as life slips away from him. I call my boyfriend to tell him the good news; that old fool is de ad and we can now collect his life insurance.