•Part.1 The Perception of the World Reduced to Tape
The ears cannot hear sounds, the eyes see only darkness, and the face feels the slightly rough texture of the bandages. The entire head is wrapped, the exterior is gray tape, and Nana's head is completely wrapped by the Maple Leaf Queen, with a Bobo toy stuffed underneath.
Layer upon layer of pressure, the tape continues to spread below the neck, meticulously wrapped by the queen. Inside the mummy is a fetish object wearing a competitive swimsuit and white over-the-knee socks. This body stands quietly, arms crossed in front of the chest, like a statue. From the subtle rise and fall of the chest, from the soft flesh spilling out from the thighs squeezed by the tape, one can tell this is a living body, with blood vessels, still connected to a heart, a restless heart, deeply buried secret desires.
•Part.2 The Struggle for Air
The mummy doll Nana is dragged to the ground by the queen, changing from standing to lying down. Seeing it still somewhat quiet, the queen strokes the surface with her fingers, tickles the waist, and tapes Nana's nostrils, cutting off the air. After a bout of suffocation, the mummy finally starts to move, heating up.
Suffocated with transparent film, fingers tickling the soles, hitting the instep if it moves too much, under repeated torment, Nana writhes more vigorously.
Next, Nana is trampled by taped feet, pressing the Bobo toy, the pleasure stimulating the body to undulate like waves. The queen casually throws a film over Nana's face, while suppressing breathing, the intense pleasure stimulates Nana to climax, the legs trembling involuntarily.
Switching to a swim cap for suffocation play, Nana struggles, all five toes straining outward.
The tip of the nose itches, it turns out the queen is tickling with her fingers, caressing the face for comfort.
Just as Nana lets out a whimper, "slap—" the queen gives Nana a slap, fingers wandering to the neck to tickle, soon the intense suffocation and tickling sensations intersect, and Nana starts to struggle again.
The queen tickles the waist with one hand, presses the Bobo toy with the other, vibrating to stimulate Nana's sensitive points.
After increasing the frequency, Nana pants faster, climaxing again, not let off after climax, continuing to be toyed with, covering the head with film, then pinching the nostrils for repeated suffocation.
The tightly wrapped legs like a fishtail, Nana like a stranded fish, constantly flapping the tail, the chest rising and falling, using all strength to fight for oxygen.
•Part.3 The Mummy Controlled by Breathing
Whipped on the soles with a slender bamboo rod, the pain makes Nana cry out, hit once, then tickle the soles, the sensitive soles make Nana laugh uncontrollably, trained back and forth between the two states.
In the struggle, letting Nana breathe too smoothly is not allowed, the queen takes out a mask to put on Nana's head, connecting the automatic breathing control device and mask with a breathing tube, setting random inhalation and exhalation, controlling Nana's breathing.
During the breathing control, the queen presses the Bobo toy, the pleasure from the wrapped sensitive area hits Nana, the struggle becomes more intense.
Desire like a black hole, the edge of the black hole is the nerve endings, endless pleasure, wrapped and squeezed by bandages and tape, swept together into the bottomless darkness.
•Part.4 Tightly Clamped Legs Hard to Pry Open
"Rip—" the sound, as scissors cut open the surface of the bandages, the legs in the darkness are pulled out, seeing the light of day again. The queen's fingers reach the junction of the legs, pressing the toy protruding under Nana, the pleasure button triggers instantly, the surging pleasure rushes straight to Nana's head.
"Mm... uh..."
Nana welcomes wave after wave of pleasure peaks, climaxing repeatedly, the trembling legs frantically clamping below, the queen inserts a leg between Nana's legs, preventing them from closing, both hands pressing the thighs, finally prying Nana's legs into a duck sitting position.
In continuous climax, Nana instinctively clamps the thigh roots, but is restrained, unable to move, only the calves twitching in the air.
•Part.5 Loss of Consciousness and Collapse Climax
The head controlled by breathing lacks oxygen, and the open below makes the pleasure felt by Nana more intense. In the chaotic consciousness of difficult breathing, the signals from below are transmitted to the head, clear, stimulating, and intense, directly causing Nana to arch the waist repeatedly, the sensitive area involuntarily tightening, Nana can no longer control the body swept by climax.
Consciousness gradually collapses, destroyed, the sweat and fluids felt by the lower limbs cool for a moment, the pleasure heats the body for a moment, between hot and cold, wrapped in bandages, Nana's head stuffy, becoming a mummy toy losing consciousness.