I rule his cock, body, mind and also his breathing. I decide when he gets fresh air and when he must suffer underneath my laex gloved hands. No warning, no preparation…like this he will understand the power I have over him and that receiving oxygen is a luxury. My gloved hands press tightly on his nose and mouth, ensuring no air can come in and he must suck up my latex aroma. I love the panic when the oxygen starts running out…