1. New Life


    Date: 9/28/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    to emphasize your total helplessness and dependency on me. I totally control every aspect of your existence.&#034 &#034I'm going to remove your gag and traction harness now so I can get the respirator mask and a neck brace on you before I inject the Curare. If you have any intelligence at all you won't utter a word. If you do I'll inject the Curare and let it take affect before I put the mask and brace on you. You'll survive but your inability to breathe will be a very unpleasant experience and your head will be flopping around very uncomfortably.&#034 &#034Helen, will you bring the Bennett respirator over here please, and the cervical collar.&#034 My mind was spinning with all she had told me. This was certainly not what I had agreed upon. Actually I guess it was what I had agreed-upon, everything she told me she was going to do was taken care of by the fifteen items on her list but I had never dreamed this was what she had in mind. I couldn't imagine living the way she described but a part of me wanted to and apparently I had no choice in the matter. She had made it clear that verbal protest would be fruitless and judging from what she had told me physical resistance was not an option either. I truly was completely helpless and totally under her control. I was amazed when I looked at my reflection in their and saw my cock hard and erect. I realized how excited I was about what was coming immediately and in the future and my only real concern was that it would be too much ...
    of what I had wanted and dreamed of for so long. The idea of surgery to become a woman was so far in the future that it wasn't really a concern at that time. I had to much other things to deal with before that became a concern. Mistress lowered the hoists so I was standing on my feet supporting my full weight. She opened the valve releasing the pressure in gag, unbuckled it and removed it from my mouth. There was no temptation to say a word. She released the rest of the straps and removed the harness from my head. By this time Helen had pushed the cart containing the Bennett respirator over and it was in front of me. I saw the box with all of its controls and a hose leading to the heavy appearing, elaborate mask. Also on the cart was what must have been the cervical collar she had referred to. It looked like it was made of heavy plastic or fiberglass with padding inside. I could see it was shaped to fit under my chin and be supported by my upper chest in front and my lower skull and upper back in the back. The front and back portions were connected by wide pieces of plastic with Velcro fastenings at both sides. Mistress told me to lean my head back so she could put moistening drops in my eyes. She said the Curare would paralyze my eyelids and I wouldn't be able to blink if my eyes were open. The drops would prevent my eyes from drying out. I couldn't even imagine not being able to blink but I tilted my head back and my vision blurred as she put the drops in. I blinked rapidly ...