I approach you with a sinful smirk, promising a session of air play that will blow your mind. You, my naive lover, can't resist the allure of your favorite kink, blinded by the mindfucking mix of lust and adrenaline. All that face sitting we’ve done before.. I want to go further, I saw this mummification with saran.. We’ve got to try it!! I straddle your face first, my weight pressing down on you, cutting off your supply just the way you like it. You squirm beneath me, gasping for me, your cock hardening with each passing second. But this time, it's different. This time, I have no intention of releasing you from the sweet agony of my control. As you struggle, I whisper wicked promises of pushing our limits even further. You nod eagerly, desperate for the rush, for the thrill, for the ultimate trust fall into my hands. I tease you mercilessly, my fingers tracing the outline of your erection, making you ache for release. Then, the real game begins. I produce a roll of saran wrap, the shiny plastic catching the light as I unwind it with a seductive slowness. I explain how this will take our play to new heights, how it will feel to be completely at my mercy, mummified and helpless. You're so caught up in the fantasy, so entranced by my dominance, that you don't see the malice in my eyes. As I wrap the saran wrap around you, layer after layer, your excitement is palpable. You're trapped, completely immobilized by the tightening cocoon. Your air becomes shallower, your struggles more frantic. And that's when I lean in close, my voice a soft, deadly purr in your ear. "Did you really think I wouldn't find out about your filthy little escapades?" I hiss, watching the realization dawn on your face. "This isn't just another kinky game, my love. This is the end of the road for you." You thought you could have your cake and eat it too, didn't you, my dear? But little did you know, your secret affair would be the very thing to lead you into my web of deceit. I've always been the one to push our boundaries, to explore the depths of your desires, and to dominate you in ways you've only ever dreamed of. And tonight, I'm taking it to a whole new level. Your eyes widen in horror as you realize the truth. This was never about pushing boundaries. This was about punishment. This was about power. This was about me taking back control in the most final way possible. With each passing moment, you become weaker, your lifeforce slipping away as I watch, unmoved by your pleading eyes. I've orchestrated the perfect revenge, a twisted scenario where you begged for your own demise, and I was all too happy to grant your wish. In the end, all that's left is the cold, hard truth: you should have been faithful. You should have respected the throne upon which I sit. But now, your end is a testament to the fact that there's only one queen in this game, and I always win.