Diana Smith was her name cute in her 20's a little on the shy side but still a confident woman she walked to her apartment from a long day at work as she used her key to open her door.

Diana stepped in and thought what should I do after the long day; all she wanted to do is jump in the shower and get cleaned up from the day, to be clean and refreshed for the night. As she moved about her apartment she began to undress removing her top to reveal her small frame body and figure as she walked next to the mirror to admire herself. Diana slinked out of her skirt as she looked at herself in the mirror she blew herself a kiss at her image, and walked to the bathroom. There she pulled off her panties and removed her bra to reveal her rather petite figure. She stepped into the shower and turned on the water as she stood there letting the day's worries wash away from her as the water beaded down over her naked body.

Diana washed herself just like any woman would; she took care of her body and was proud of her looks. She was not a conceded person as one would think.

As she finished she stepped out of the shower and grabbed the towel from where it hung drying her naked body off. She walked into the bedroom to see the ropes still tied to the bed frame as she had left them the night before.

Diana was after all addicted to breath play and she did love it so. She had no lover now but loved tying herself up for her play sessions. Diana grabbed the plastic bag from the floor because it had fallen some time during the night and placed it next to the pillow as she sat down in her naked form at the side of the bed.

Oh if only her neighbors knew of her kinky ways.

Diana grabbed her favorite vibrator from next to the bed where she had left it the night before and made sure the batteries were still in working order as it buzzed and moved away in her hand. Soon it would be placed in her cunt for her playtime she most certainly desired.

She checked the ropes that they would secure her to the bed, as usually she never truly tied one of her wrist so she could pretend she was with a man as he was pounding away within her as she suffocated. Oh how she loved the play, ever since as a kid a neighbor playfully pulled a plastic bag over her head and she had always associated it with sex.

Oh the sites that she had come across thru the web devoted to breath play that she was a member of. How she loved to watch others play with plastic to a swim cap to even a gasmask. She remembered a story written by someone called Cindy suffocated as she pretended that it was she within the story.

Diana checked the ropes were her feet would be tied. The ropes were strong and no way for them to break. She checked the ropes for her right wrist and the left and found them all secured.

She always just looped her left hand around the rope instead of tying it so she could either pull the plastic away or tear it off her head if she had decided to take it close to the edge. Oh how she loved the feeling of the helpless situation that she would put herself in over and over. After all that was part of the excitement of breath play.

Diana moved about the bed as she brought her body into position and carefully tied the rope now to her left ankle she used a slipknot so it would be easy for her to untie herself after each play time. She did the same with her right ankle as her legs were now spread apart as if she was to be entered by a man. She grabbed the vibrator now and brought it to her cunt as she turned it on as it buzzed away in her hand. Before pushing it in she looked around to make sure the plastic bag and tape were near by so she could secure it over her head.

Diana now was taking deep breaths so she could last as long as possible within the confines of the ropes that would be holding her. She would always quickly tie her right hand with the bag secured in place over her head and then reach over and hold the rope or loop it around her hand to give herself that feeling of helplessness.

She was now slowly breathing thru her nostrils to bring in more oxygen into her lungs as she pushed the vibrator into her cunt buzzing away. The vibrator was at least 8 inches long and an inch and a half in diameter and she would make sure she could take it all. Diana's eye's rolled as she felt the cold metallic beast begin to take her to the edge as it slipped into her cunt.

Diana ran her fingers thru her hair to pull it back before pulling the plastic bag over her head. She took a couple of more breaths and pulled the plastic bag over her head now as she held open the bottom of the bag as she reached for the tape which she used to secure too many bags to remember.

She took one deep breath and brought the tape to her neck closing off the small plastic bag that she would take from work ever so often that was just perfect for the size of her head, not to big and not so small that it clung to her face. That way she could last as long as she possibly could. She wound the tape a couple of times and tore it away. She laid back still holding that first breath as she reached for the rope to her right. She quickly tied her wrist with the rope. Diana now reached for the rope to her left and wrapped it around her wrist not once but three times each time bringing her arm down closer to the bed.

Diana lay there staring up at the ceiling for a couple of seconds not realizing that she had wound the rope one more time than usually, in doing so as she pulled her hand toward herself the top rope had slipped under the bottom two when she pulled her hand to herself just enough to making a knot.

Diana lay there as she felt the vibrator taking her closer to her inevitable orgasm. She held her breath what seemed like eternity as she finally tried to take that first breath within the plastic bag. The plastic came to her face, oh the rush of it all as it clung to her features. She pushed the air out of her lungs as the plastic billowed off her face with the vibrator buzzing away in her

Oh my God Diana thought how I love this crazy thing called breath play as she tried moving her legs only reminding herself of the ropes that held her. She still didn't try to pull at the ropes around her wrist. As her beautiful naked body moved on the bed her tits would do a dance of there own with the rhythm of her body. The plastic was getting hot inside, as the succession of the plastic coming off her face would increase as she continued breathing her own carbon dioxide.

Diana was getting closer to her orgasm and also running out of air. The vibrator pushing her to the edge, Diana instinctively tried to push herself further each time it seemed.

Finally the plastic came back to her face tightly once again as she felt her orgasm starting to come to her the vibrator having no mercy within her tight cunt. Her muscles would flex at this metallic object as if it was a man fucking her. As her head was becoming light headed from the lack of oxygen within her from the plastic bag encompassing her head.

Then it happened her orgasm hit her like a freight train, her toes curled her back arched as her whole body shuddered, the plastic over her head was now pressed tight to her face as she tried to move her left hand to the plastic bag realizing that she had somehow made a knot within the rope. She futilely tried to use her fingers to grab at the rope but she had bound herself to tight to the bed. Each time she pulled at the ropes around her wrist making them tighter. Her hands opened as her fingers tried to reach at anything now to release herself.

Diana could not believe it this can't be happening the plastic covered her head like a second skin now. The plastic seemed tighter than ever before now covering her features over her eyes, nose and mouth as she stared out across this room thru this thin membrane called plastic. Diana tried to bite at the plastic it was simply to slick and the bag too small to bring it any further into her mouth to bite at it with her teeth. Her orgasm seemed to go on forever, her brain was firing off to try to keep her alive but with no oxygen she would not last long. Her head moved violently back and fourth trying to find someway to get the plastic bag off her head. Her whole body pulled at the ropes that she had tied herself with she would just be another victim of breath play gone wrong.

But in that moment Diana accepted her fate she knew the choices she had made each time she tied herself up. Maybe this is how it was so supposed to end. The plastic covering her head seemed unnatural to think such a thin layer of plastic with life giving air only millimeters away. Synapses were going off in her brain now she didn't even feel the ropes around her wrist or ankles. Nor the vibrator buzzing away in her cunt as her body went wild one last time trying anything to get free of the ropes. It was just her bodies' natural reaction for needing life giving air.

Finally Diana's body became still as she had passed out if someone didn't help her she was going to die. But know one was there to help her she lied in her unconscious state as her life drifted away from her. Her body instinctively twitched here and there as if save itself one last time even in her comatose state. Finally her bladder released around the vibrator as her body succumbed to death.

She would be found this way by who knows who, it didn't matter.

In life Diana was a good beautiful person, in this world she should be remembered that way.

Goodbye Diana...