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I wrote a drowning story that I won't cross-post here because it's pretty long and probably has a bunch of words that OF wouldn't like. But if you're into written cardiorotic content, check it out over there by removing the spaces in my URL (which OF also doesn't like): https://www.tumblr.com/t o r t u r e-steth-repeat/723667440432709632/story-time-a-lifeguards-fantasy-mf?source=share You need to be logged in to access it because of the NSFW pictures.

More photos below to the right!

I'm back and my heart is desperate for attention from some gentle or evil soul! This was a low-key session but very arousing for me. It could only be improved by someone else's body above me. 💓💦

Life update: I'm still around, just pretty stressed and very busy with real life stuff so I haven't felt much like posting. My partner and I are buying our first house so we're dealing with mortgage paperwork, financials, and moving logistics. It'll all be done in a few weeks (eep/yay!) so I think I'll be back soon. 🙂🙏

This is a rare EKG-only video. I played with the rebreather for a bit first and then rode the giant cock, drawing it out as long as I could. My heart was pounding SO hard by the time I came. 🥵

Also! I spent some of my tip money from here on a new toy. I love riding the dildo in this video because the suction cup makes it so easy, but it IS ridiculously large haha. I got a more reasonable sized one that also has a suction cup, so look for that soon! I can't wait to try it. Thank you to everyone who's tipped for making that possible. I love you guys. 💓💓💓

(x-post) Laboured breathing with heart sound is something a few people have requested here and on Tumblr -- here it is, finally! And a little writing to go with, since it's been a while. 😊

The heat of the steam room felt amazing after my cold swim and I was already tired. It was no surprise that I fell asleep. I wake, alone, and I have no idea whether hours or minutes have passed. But something is wrong. My skin feels hot and tight, and as I stagger from the steam room, through the deserted pool area, my breathing is laboured and my heart is pounding like it wants to escape the confines of my ribs.

You're a life guard returning to duty outside the pool area, and when I emerge, you take one look at me and blanch.

"Sit down!" you bark, gesturing to a bench as you grab a medical bag from behind the desk.

I sit, light-headed, the pounding of my heart throbbing in my ears. I barely notice the cold of your stethoscope as you press it to my left breast. My heartbeat fills both our ears now, fast and irregular.

"You're experiencing severe heatstroke," you say, briefly meeting my eyes before searching around us. Catching the gaze of another lifeguard down the hall: "Run for a stretcher and call 911, I don't like how her heart sounds!"

There isn't room on the bench to lie down, but you place one cool hand behind my neck for support as you continue to listen to the frantic pumping of my overheated heart.

I ask, "Am I going to be okay? I didn't mean to fall asleep..." My words come out a little slurred and I feel panic starting to seep into the corners of my mind.

You hear my heart pick up even more speed. "Stay calm," you say. "I'll take care of you. Your heart is overworked and struggling to maintain rhythm. I've sent a colleague for help, so you just need to hang on for a few minutes, okay?"

I try to nod, but my heart skips a beat and I gasp instead. My vision is going brown.

Your brow creases and you move your stethoscope below my exposed breast, listening at the triscuspid valve. My throbbing heart rocks your hand with every beat, making it all the more noticeable how irregular it is.

You look at my eyes again and then down the hall. There's no sign of anyone.

Disconcertingly, a small smile comes to your lips. To me, you say gently: "I hate to tell you this, but your heart is going to fail soon. Before we can do anything to help you. Try not to panic, I'm going to stay here with you."

My eyes go wide but I can barely breathe, let alone respond.

You continue at a low volume, almost murmuring into my ear. "I'm going to have my stethoscope right here over your heart as it fails. Do you feel how it's stumbling? Tripping over itself trying to keep you conscious? It can't do that much longer--maybe just a few seconds, or a minute at most. I can hear the valves opening and closing, every last squeeze of that poor, dying muscle. You treated it badly and now it's giving up on you."

My vision is going spotty, fading from brown to black. Am I still breathing? I can't tell anymore, I can't feel anything but the pounding in my chest, hear anything but the soft murmur of your words. They're somehow both terrifying and reassuring, and almost seductive.

"Your heart is going to stop in the next few seconds," I hear you whisper. I think I'm slumping against you but my body is beginning to feel far away. Your voice comes once more, tickling my ear and throat. "This is it, this is the last time your heart beats under its own power. But don't worry, soon it will be under mine."

My heart thuds hard, then pauses for an immeasurably long time. It thuds again, almost a kick against my ribs. The last thing I hear is your soft sigh of pleasure as it goes still.

I've been really busy lately but had time a few days ago to do a quick recording while ch0king myself a bit. Then one thing inevitably led to another... 😏

I've done some harder BDSM play and been ch0ked out a few times (also once accidentally but that's another story, lol). It was with non-cardiophile partners that I just did CNC play with but FUCK I wish I could go back and combine my recording setup now with those experiences. I would so love to know what my heart does during those few seconds of losing consciousness and coming back.

(For those who are thinking of coming at me with "well-intentioned" messages: No, it's not perfectly safe, but it was risk-aware and practiced by people with medical training and a lot of experience in bl00d ch0kes. My husband, partners, and I were all educated on and okay with the level of risk so your opinion isn't going to have any effect.)

Arched back for easy access to this vulnerable pumping heart...and other parts. Now I just need someone to help me get it working harder. 😏💓

More fun with temporary tattoos. Do you want to listen to the visible chambers of my heart with me? The little bottle made a brief appearance, and I've included the "after" footage as well... I didn't mean to rush it but I didn't last very long after all that self-teasing. 😅

(x-post) Two posts in one day, I am nothing if not erratic lately. But my heart was absolutely thudding and I had to share because it was a huge turn-on seeing and feeling it shake my breast. 😳

Hi, welcome to my channel! Below are a few notes that may be useful, but feel free to skip right past this to the naughty stuff.

💓 Why no subscription fee? I don't like feeling like I owe anyone a particular type or frequency of content. I'm doing this for fun and I'll keep doing it as long as it is fun and doesn't feel like an obligation.

💓 Tips are welcome! If you like what I'm doing and want to thank me with a tip sometimes, please do! But only give what you can afford. Any tips I get will go toward cardio toys.

💓 Commissions vs. suggestions: I'm not going to take commissions for the same reason as above, but suggestions are always welcome. Please DM them to me if you have them, don't spam the comments.

💓 Please don't send me heartbeat recordings or other media (looking at you, dick pics). And if you're thinking about it, with me or anyone, ASK FIRST. I will probably say no, but you owe me the courtesy of asking. As for why it's a no: I'm a sharer, not a listener. And unsolicited dick pics are just gross. Trust me, no matter what you look like, it's not gonna turn me on.

💓 I post more regularly on Tumblr than here, and you might like a lot of the content even though it's not explicit. My username is slightly different: add a 'ure' to the 'tort' and you've got it. (OnlyFans doesn't like that word.)

💓 Thank you for being kind to me and each other in the comments! We're all just weird humans with statistically unlikely kinks up in here.

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TSR