Coerced Smoking for my slave in the rebreather hood

After dining out with friends, frustration sets in—every venue was non-smoking. Craving nicotine, she turns to her bound slave for satisfaction. Secured with his hands up and behind his neck in a chest harness, he wears a rebreather hood with a tiny hole fitted with a metal straw. Lighting a Virginia Slims 120s, she exhales smoke directly into the straw, syncing her breaths with his so every inhale fills his lungs with her smoky exhale. She seals off his air hole, watching the hood cling to his face as he rebreathes his own air, struggling for oxygen. Moments of clean air are rare; mostly, he endures one cigarette after another. With a Hitachi in hand, she intensifies the session, flooding his lungs with smoke as he fights to breathe and climax.