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    My name is Mistress Aidan and I’m a strict dominatrix who specialises in breast worship. I have been blessed with a pair of beautiful bosoms and many slaves travel from miles around to kneel before me and bask in the shadow of my pert and mountainous, DD-cup mounds. I use my luscious cleavage to tease my slaves – making it clear that they can look but never touch – though I often tempt them by enhancing my look with bras made of black lace, leather, latex and PVC. And if any slave DOES step out of line and try to touch them, then you can probably guess what the punishment will be. Yes, Mistress Aidan will smother the poor, unsuspecting soul with her gigantic titties, trapping him within her cleavage-crack and not letting go until she hears his screams. So, dare you face a punishment like that? If so, call or text me right away and get put in your place by the bustiest domme around. Worship my massive cleavage, slave!

    My Kinky Confession: Smothered and suffocated by Mistress’s breasts

    “It was only Tom’s second visit to my chambers, but already the time had come to teach him a lesson. On his first visit he’d attempted to grope my boobs and, this time around, he actually reached out and grabbed one. Of course, all slaves are strictly forbidden to touch my gorgeous cleavage, so immediately I grabbed him by the hair. Then I pulled him over to an old, wooden stool and used thick ropes to bind him in place. I tied him so tight that he could barely move, his arms bound securely by his side.

    “You must never touch my breasts, you cunt,” I shouted, then I looked down and noticed that his dick was hard. It proved the filthy, little bugger was being far too disrespectful, so I stepped up to him, parted my boobs and used them to swallow up Tom’s face. And the ignorant fool seemed pleased for a second – he seemed to think a faceful of my titties would be lots of fun – but his mood soon changed when I squeezed them tight! So tight that he could barely breathe!

    “You can come up for air when your dick goes soft,” I threatened, still clutching my bosoms tight around his face. I could hear him mumbling and begging for mercy, then he began to wriggle and try to break free, but of course I had tied him down too well. It was really very naughty of me, because it was only his second session with me and so he had no idea just how terrifying being smothered by a massive pair of jugs could be. He probably thought he’d be trapped in there forever, but luckily his fear made his dick go soft. And so, I freed him– from my titties, at least! But I kept him tied up tight in that chair for another four hours – just to really hammer my message home!”.