Paranormal Hypoxia- Camera One Uncut

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For those who want to skip right to the Breathholds! This is a minimally edited and mostly uncut footage from Camera 1 of Paranormal Hypoxia.  No jumping around from different angles and no cinematic suspense, just pure breathholding and recovery breathing in between so you can follow along with your own breathholds!

“Raven Lynette lay back in the warm, scented bathwater, her hands idly playing with her nipples as she began to relax.  Closing her eyes, she let out a soft moan, enjoying the way her fingers teased her sensitive peaks.

Lost in the pleasure, she didn't notice the shadowy figure that had materialized in the steam-filled room. It watched her with an intensity that made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up, but she was too caught up in the sensation of her own touch to pay it any mind.

As her fingers dipped lower, sliding over her slick folds, a chill ran down her spine. The presence was closer now, its cold breath ghosting over her skin. She opened her eyes, scanning the darkened room, but saw nothing out of the ordinary.

Emboldened, she spread her legs wider, delving a finger inside her hot, wet channel. A gasp escaped her lips as pleasure spiked through her. Just as she was about to bring herself to the edge, an unseen grip seized her, pulling her down into the depths of the bath with shocking strength.

Panic set in as she struggled to break free, thrashing against the invisible bonds that held her underwater. Her lungs burned, desperate for air, but she could not rise, could not even move her arms to swim. The pressure mounted, her vision blurring at the edges.

 And then, a searing, cold intrusion pierced her, sinking deep into her core. Raven screamed, but the sound was muffled by the water. The entity inside her began to move, thrusting with a rhythm that mimicked her own earlier strokes, but with a sinister purpose.

 Her vision flashed, the darkness closing in. She felt herself teetering on the brink of consciousness, of surrender. The pleasure and the terror were inextricably entwined, and she couldn't tell which was winning.

As the thrusts continued, Raven's struggles grew weaker, her body succumbing to the overwhelming sensations. She was trapped, consumed by an otherworldly being that toyed with her, wrestling her pleasure and pain into a an all consuming, dark union.”