Right nostril. Hover, wait for five taps, and inhale slow and deep while My nails drum in the background of your mind. Hold. Release. Good loser. Then left, then both, gentle at first and then faster than you can handle, with one word carved into you per set of clicks: pathetic, beneath, forgettable, useful.
By the end you do not need My voice. Tap means inhale. Silence means hold. My hand lifting away means release. Nail worship, verbal humiliation, mental domination and gooner inhale training in one femdom POV clip.
I cap the bottle. The taps stay. Every time you hear nails on a table, a glass or a keyboard, your lungs will remember, and you will come back before you even decide to.
