Slave begs for a breath of air while in mistress’s scissorhold

From her point of view, there’s only one place fitted for her Slave: with his head between her thighs, in a hard neck scissor grip, begging for air and making puffing sounds as he struggles to get just a bit of loosening. It’s not going to happen, she wipes the floor with him and her beautiful body surrounds him like a snake, holding his head so tight that his skin color changes. Since the wrestling started, there was no second when the Slave wasn’t with his head between her legs and his defeat is certain at this point. Still, his gorgeous Mistress has more moves to show him and the struggle is far from being over. She’s just getting worm and hot at this point, loving to see his veins pulsating on his face and neck. It’s the best way to teach him his place, a place that he must come back to with obedience.