1. New Life


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

    each form, where the nipple would be, was an added little chamber much too large to represent a nipple. They were about an inch in diameter and several inches high. A clear plastic hose ran from the top of each of the chambers and the two hoses joined and became one. Inside the chambers, about halfway up, was a shiny metal disk. They were perforated with many small holes and a wire ran from each out through the top of the chamber. The two forms were joined to each other in the center by a piece of black rubber. Mistress rubbed some lotion on my breasts and then placed the forms on my chest, centered over my breasts. She then brought the ends of the rubber strap she had placed on the cot up and around me and fastened the ends to the forms. They were held snuggly but not tightly to my chest. The tube and wires ran somewhere out of my sight. Mistress removed the cervical collar from around my neck and Helen, standing on the other side, supported my head as I lost the support from the collar. Mistress loosened the straps holding the mask to my face. She held the mask tight against my face and pulled the straps from in back of my head. Helen was standing on the other side of the cot and the two of them began sliding the cot up toward the and assembly and the opening my head would pass through. Suddenly Mistress pulled the mask from my face and they quickly slid the cot up against the end assembly with Helen supporting my head as it passed through the opening in the collar. ...
    Mistress immediately placed the mask back on my face and held it there. It had all happen so fast I hadn't even had time to panic when she removed the mask that was breathing for me. Helen began loosening the handle wheels holding the collar open and I felt it tightening around my neck. It was very snug and uncomfortable. She pulled at the top of the collar and the pressure at the very front of my neck eased a little. They began pushing the end assembly, and with it the cot and me, toward the body of the Iron Lung. I rolled quickly inside and heard a solid thud and felt the jolt as the end slammed against the body of the Iron Lung. They rotated the clamps that sealed the end to the body, locking me inside. Helen must have gone around to the control panel because as soon as Mistress pulled the mask from my face the Iron Lung was turned on. There was almost no break in my breathing as the Iron Lung took over the duties. It was good to have the mask off my face but the collar around my neck was irritating and as the pressure inside the tank increased and was reduced to collar moved in an out. It didn't really rub on my neck but moved against my neck and when the pressure was highest in the tank the collar pressed lightly on my chin. Mistress adjusted the mirror at the top of the tank so I could see my reflection in the mirror on the wall, the reflection of the giant white tank with only my head protruding from the end. I guess muscles don't control erections because I could feel my ...