Craftsmate: Apparently there’s a nerve on the neck that slows heart rate when compressed, and there’s a very very low chance that it might stop the heart if you’re being choked.
Me: Wow, that’s something.
Craftsmate: Yeah and I thought breathplay safety was all just about the breath.
Me: All my fetishes are far too dangerous.
Craftsmate: Anyway, when you get the chance you should probably ask your physician to get you screened for risk because some people may be more susceptible.
Me: Risk for what?
Craftsmate: Choking-related risk.
Craftsmate: Hmm does [Ivy University] have a sports physician?
Craftsmate: You can be all like, “yo im thinking of getting into a martial arts that uses a lot of chokeholds, can you tell me if that’s safe for me”.
Me: …
Me: My life isn’t a real thing.
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Playdate with Popcorn, Part Six
At one point, when I was about to cum, I caught her looking in the mirror over my shoulder.
“Sorry,” she said. “I like to watch myself when I do stuff. It’s kind of my thing.”
That explained, of course, why Penthouse had moved the mirror over when she had come by that afternoon.
A bit later, when I was on top of her and bringing her close, I stole a glance. Then a bit of a longer look. I saw myself, hair mussed, cheeks flushed, my body against hers. It was hot, I had to admit it. Besides the collar and chain, the kink paraphernalia was absent from my reflection this time around and I found it much easier to look at myself.
Baby steps.
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