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Hey Chokestud - I have to admit that you are hitting my main fetish/kink spot on! Being strangulated or choked, doesnt evoke panic or the usual primal "this-is-bad-please-escape-quickly" instinct in me, that it might do on most people.

When I feel something nice, wide and/or heavy being tightened round my neck, I'm immediately filled with a inner sensation of "sensual complete perfection" ... It's sometimes even making me feel "naked" when i have to let go of a chain+padlock or a collar, to go and do things in my professional life, that requires me to not look choked all the time :)

So being strangulated, hanged in simulated setups where feet or rather just toe tips never leaves the ground, being garotted or just wearing a wide wide leather collar or a heavy and tightly wrapped steel chain on my neck... feel a friend or playmate making sure it's as tight as it's fucking able to be, and then padlock me in the gear to make it inescapeable for me... That is pure sexual gratification already there.

I was wondering - since my first wank at age 12 - why the leather belt, i was given for my birthday weeks earlier - why did i have to feel the sensation of that high glossy leather around my neck? Why was i curious? - cause once wrapped round my neck and slightly and gently pulled tight, my dick was - first time ever - rock hard standing straight out in the air, and dripping of precum like there would be a leak in the household plumbing somewhere - only it was my dick soaking the carpet in my puberty boy''s room... And i came for the first time, a few seconds later...

By the age 33-34 i was randomly clicking through hospital records and journals from my entire life... I was able to go all the way back and read about my birth on the day i was born...

According to the journal, i was born coming out with my umbilical cord wrapped tightly around my neck, it said... I was blue on my cheeks and lips... My hands and feet were also purple or bluish colored... My condition would suggest that that tightly nice strangulation of my neck, had been going on for quite some time, up until my birth... And you know.... I suddenly see a way to forgive my body for it's quite hardcore way of igniting horniness...

If my body felt nice and comfortable and very choked inside my mothers belly, and living the easy life of being choked and only have very few other concerns or responsibilities... No fucking wonder, that feeling still to this day makes me horny at once...

Cause back then, the feeling was replaced by bright bright lights, female nurses, midwifes and other hospital ladies - all in 1980's puffy curly hairdos and waaaaay to large glasses, taking up half of their face, for no reason really.. And then my life as a simple strangulation-whore was now replaced by 42 years of fucking trying to figure everything out... Still working on that...

Never play alone - I believe in safe and sane techniques and carefully thoughtthrough procedures and very little randomness around my breath play in my sexlife. And i encourage everyone curious to learn, to seek as much advice with experienced players... Who should also be generous to teach what they have experienced , whenever someone is seeking advice.

Cause the ones, who loves us - deserves to not find us in a miscalculated wanking accident... Tragical things like that change people for good - and we don't need to cause that harm to the ones who loves us...

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