I have faced death before. I have stared it right in the face too many times to count while I was in the hands of some very bad people for a period of time a few years ago.

I survived.

Fortunately I have managed to find a way to enjoy breath play again despite it.

It is one more thing on a long list of things I am slowly recovering.

For me it is a combination of things that make it arousing, from the ritual signifigance to the physical.

It is symbolically signifigant to me, that my very life is placed within the hands of my Owner, both in theory as well as practice.



My life for his~ His life for mine.