It's our first session. I review your interests and limits. you've indicated a strong desire to experience breathplay. It's practically the only thing you've checked. I cuff your hands behind you, detailing the numerous safety concerns with breathplay. I pull the plastic bag over your head, securing it tightly. As you struggle to remain calm, to control your breaths, I begin to tell you how stupid you are. How dangerous it is to engage in breathplay at all, much less with someone you have just met. You're too stupid to serve me. Too stupid to live really. I'm doing the world a favor. Your breath quickens. The bag sucking into your mouth as you gasp. Your vision fades as I walk away. Includes female supremacy, executrix