I Beg u to Sink The Sword ⚔️ More Deeper 🔥 ,No Mercy ❌

Today I felt incredible when my breath was caged and my belly button was pulled deep under the pressure of the big sword and the coconut shark knife.

I held my breath for a long time, letting my lungs beg silently for air. My ribs looked sharp, tense, and burning hot under the strain.

There was something teasing and intoxicating in that pressure, like being tested and admired at the same time.

When I opened my hips and slowly pulled the breath back in, it felt intense, almost torturous, yet deeply pleasurable.

I wished someone was there, watching closely, enjoying every second, playing with the moment as much as I was.

In the end, I stayed with myself, fully present, fully satisfied.