Bound And Bagged On The Chair – Mistress Gaia

My slave has been a bit unruly lately. So I’m going to calm him down a bit. I bound him tightly to the chair. He can’t escape. I didn’t mention to him what I had in mind. However, he will quickly understand his fate. I walk over and lift the plastic bag and as I turn to look at him, I can already see fear in those eyes of his. As I shake out the plastic bag, it makes that familiar cracking noise. He knows what’s coming and struggles with a last attempt to get free. It’s not going to happen. My slut knows he’s going to suffer. With him struggling I quickly pull the bag over his head and shoulders down to his waist. It’s a tight fit and I so enjoy seeing him squirm inside his plastic hell. He is still managing to breathe a little air from the bottom of the bag around his waist. I’m going to take that luxury away from him. I get some pvc tape, and tightly bind the bag around his arms. This also further restricts his movement. It’s already getting hot inside the bag, as he struggles to breathe his own air. I think about leaving him there for a while. However I decide to have some fun with my slut. So I use some hand over mouth smother to totally cut off any air he may be getting. He is now completely at my mercy. Each gasp for air getting louder, and more frequent than the last. He is totally helpless. As he tries to breathe, I see his eyes beginning to bulge, with the plastic attaching itself tightly to his face and mouth and he desperately gasps for the last dregs of air. I know he wants to be freed from his torment. I tell him I will release him in a while. However, it doesn’t look like he’ll last much longer. Such a shame, I was having so much fun…