She starts grinding herself down onto your face, allowing you fleeting access to fresh oxygen, but for nowhere near long enough to make any real use of it. Your entire world is slowly becoming her ass, it will soon be the only thing you can remember and the only thing that you will ever want or need.
Eventually she stopped grinding and returned to sitting full weight on your slightly raw and bruised face. She started to stroke her pussy, the thought of some stranger slowly suffocating underneath her had always been a huge turn on. Pffffffffft. She let out a quiet but almost deadly fart right up your nose. "Whoops!" She giggled, as you writhed and bucked, trying futilely to escape the horrible stench. "I guess we'll be able to move on faster than expected!"
She stroked herself faster and faster, her breathing becoming more ragged as she edged ever closer to orgasm. You could barely hear anything over the sound of your own heart's very laboured beating in your ears. You couldn't hold out any longer, and as she reaches her explosive climax above you, you slip into unconsciousness.
You don't know how long you were out for, but when you come to, something doesn't feel right. You try to sit up, but you can't. You try to move your arms and legs, but you can't. The only thing you can move is your head and neck. You slowly open your eyes and see that you have been bound securely to the bed.
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