{"id":15628,"date":"2020-03-30T10:37:35","date_gmt":"2020-03-30T16:37:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=15628"},"modified":"2020-03-30T10:37:35","modified_gmt":"2020-03-30T16:37:35","slug":"jasmine-the-asphyxia-slut","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/riwaslibrary.com\/story\/?p=15628","title":{"rendered":"Jasmine the asphyxia slut"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\"<\/a>I\u2019m not ashamed to admit I\u2019m an asphyxia slut. Maybe that\u2019s because Weston first introduced me to it. He\u2019s always been a bit rough and aggressive when it comes to sex.<\/p>\n

The first time I experienced it was when he choked me while we were having sex. He was fucking me really hard when he wrapped his fingers around my neck and started to squeeze. It shocked the hell out of me.<\/p>\n

For a moment I thought he was going to kill me. The fear swelled within me until he filled my cunt with his seed. I was so scared that I orgasmed harder than I\u2019d ever thought possible.<\/p>\n

The next time it happened he bent me over the edge of a bathtub full of water. He fucked bubbles out of my lungs as he forced my head down, his hand in my hair. Once more the fear was so strong that my cunt milked him dry as I orgasmed hard.<\/p>\n

The third time I was in his lap riding him when he wrapped the sash of my robe around my neck. Then he slowly began to pull. My eyes widened in alarm until I could hardly breathe.<\/p>\n

Once more I shuddered hard in orgasm. I came all over his cock until he filled me with his seed. From that moment on I was hooked.<\/p>\n

I made it a point not to resist him\u2026 well, not too much. He seems to like it when I put up a little bit of a struggle. It makes him hard to see me fight against him until I cum all over his cock.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ve been bagged, choked, strangled and drowned. Each time the orgasms were incredibly intense. I began to get used to it so much that he started calling me his asphyxia slut.<\/p>\n

The other day was probably both the best and the worst. It was a Saturday afternoon when he suddenly removed all his clothes. He had a hard-on something fierce, and I knew I was shit-up-a-creek.<\/p>\n

He made me strip down to my heels. Then he fashioned a noose out of some black rope. He strung it up through a hook in the ceiling and then wrapped it around my neck.<\/p>\n

I felt an incredible jolt of fear and arousal as he forced me onto my haunches. Then he made me suck his cock while he pulled on the rope, strangling me whenever he felt like it. It was both frightening and exhilarating.<\/p>\n

He ordered me to masturbate while I was sucking him. But I didn\u2019t need that much encouragement. I was already horny as fuck.<\/p>\n

I fingered myself as I cupped a breast while I sucked his cock. Whenever he felt sadistic he would pull on the rope. I always rasped whenever it started to get tight around my throat.<\/p>\n

I wanted to get him off; I really wanted to. But he wasn\u2019t satisfied just with fucking my face while strangling me. I gawked as he pulled on the rope, forcing me upright.<\/p>\n

He pulled on the rope until I couldn\u2019t stand flat on my heels without strangling myself. Then he moved behind me. I shivered as I felt him push the tip of his dick against my puckered anus.<\/p>\n

I whimpered with fear and arousal, unsure I wanted him to take my ass while I was strangling. When I started to protest he just pulled harder on the rope. I gawked as my pussy surged with a terrible arousal.<\/p>\n

He slowly pushed until he was all the way inside. Then he started thrusting. \u201cPlay with yourself, slut!\u201d and I fingered my dripping slit as I cupped a breast, my nipples hard and pointed.<\/p>\n

He gave it to me hard as he pulled on that damned rope. One hand instinctively shot up to claw at the rope around my throat. But subconsciously I used the other hand to finger myself even harder.<\/p>\n

He jerked on the rope a couple of times, really strangling me. I gawked and shuddered as I tried to balance on my toes. I could feel him fucking my ass, and I clenched instinctively.<\/p>\n

Each time he jerked on the rope I milked his violating shaft. It was frightening beyond belief. But it was more erotic than I could have ever imagined.<\/p>\n

He gave me one violent thrust followed by one hard pull on the rope. I gawked as my breath was cut off. Then I found myself squirting my orgasm as my ass milked every last drop out of his meat.<\/p>\n

I began feeling faint. My head felt like it had swelled up like a balloon. I don\u2019t remember anything immediately after that moment.<\/p>\n

When I awakened I was in bed. Weston was all over me, kissing me everywhere. My body was on fire like never before.<\/p>\n

He climbed on top and slid his hard dick into me. I don\u2019t know how he managed to keep that erection. But I didn\u2019t care.<\/p>\n

He thrust nice and slow as though we were making love. But it felt like something was missing. My body ached for that extra pizzazz he always puts into our fucking.<\/p>\n

I looked into his eyes with intense lust. Then I begged him to choke me. It was as though I couldn\u2019t cum unless I couldn\u2019t breathe.<\/p>\n

He looked at me and laughed. But I wanted it so bad. \u201cChoke me, damn you!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFucking asphyxia slut!\u201d Then he wrapped his fingers around my throat as he really started to pound me.<\/p>\n

I writhed underneath him as the pleasure intensified. I tried to beg him to choke me harder, but I couldn\u2019t get the words out. There was a dangerous look in his eyes as though I might have bitten off more than I could chew. But it was as though I couldn\u2019t cum any other way.<\/p>\n

My back arched beneath him until I couldn\u2019t breathe. Then I was cumming hard again. It was so intense that it battered me senseless.<\/p>\n

When I regained consciousness I discovered he was lying next to me. He kissed me tenderly and I kissed him back. \u201cSlut,\u201d he murmured as he shook his head.<\/p>\n

\u201cYour asphyxia slut,\u201d I corrected with a smile. Then we passionately embraced as our lips met, our tongues intertwining.<\/p>\n

2018 (Nov 17 \u201918)<\/p>\n

(Inspired by the Sadie manip.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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