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Please

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I volunteer lol

I’ve this overwhelming urge to grab someone’s head tightly and bury it into my chest. I want them to hear the wild rhythm of my heart, and with every desperate thump, let them claim control… gently teasing, pinching my nipple with each pulse, as if commanding the beat itself…ahh that would be a big turn on 🤒

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Feel and listen to there heartbeat while teasing or edging or during forplay

Cardiophile brainstorm <3

Hello my little freaks! What are your favorite ways to incorporate cardiophilia into partnered sex? I don’t experience sexual pleasure without heartbeats being involved so I am making a list of ideas!

PLEASE REBLOG !!

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Wanna see my stethoscope collection? 🫀😜💕✨

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playing heartbeat videos on a speaker, LOUD, & putting the speaker on my chest to feel the vibrations while i come >>>>>>

reblog if you agree i’m trying to see something 👉👈

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I decided to screen record this session because even though you can’t see my hearts exact bpm, the sound waves show how hard it’s slamming away in my chest 🥵🥵 I have a backlog of recordings but this one is from a few days ago, tbh I was probably high and doing breath holds during this as you can hear. All I remember thinking was “damn it really is hammering away in there” before finishing 🙈

Enjoy 7 minutes of me torturing my heart for fun

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Commission of some spicy resus roleplay

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girl next door resus 🥵

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And when he goes “badum, badum” in time with the rhythm and I get flustered and hope he doesn’t realise it’s getting faster because of the fact that he’s mimicking it??? 180BPM territory!

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1…2…3…4…

Come on baby, breathe for me!

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Would you let me pump your chest? 🙊

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A short horror story:

Camille decided to face her fear to undergo total anesthesia for a mini-invasive procedure, something that will be over in just few hours. Her doctor told her that the heart defect she has since birth will neve be something to worry about and it gives her no more than a slight heart murmur but, having the money, she thought it's a good idea to do some "personal growth" and overcome this fear.

She suddenty woke up in the middle of what should have been a routine surgery. The anesthetist couldn't know she has a rare mutation that makes her refractory to the drug used to make her fall asleep and the effect lasted for a too short amount of time. Nothing could have prepared her to that situation. She's conscious but can't talk or move, she's still lying on the surgery bed, her chest is cut open and the surgeon is pumping manually her heart. On the background the sound of a flatlined monitor echoes in the room. "Pump it faster!" screams a surgeon. "We are losing her!!" shouts another one.

For completely unknown reasons she experienced a cardiac arrest during the procedure and they had to perform a thoracotomy on her trying to restart her heart given the fact that adrenaline and compressions failed.

The surgeon's strong hand, covered by a green latex glove, is giving to her heart manual compressions that are so effective that enough blood is ejected from the organ enabling her to stay conscious during the whole thing.

Can you imagine the level of terror she's experiencing?

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Reset - Part One

Tried something different for this ficlet, I couldn't get out of my head the idea of having a male heart ready and willing for me to play with and I wanted to make it more immersive. I have a part 2 and 3 already written, I'll be posting those shortly. Let me know what you think!

Pairing: M/F

Warnings/Triggers: female pov, male steth and resus, male patient/female nurse, female steth, dark cardiophilia, cardiac distress, heart exam, nsfw/mature/sexual content

I walk into the room where you're already laid out on the exam table, waiting and eager for me. You're shirtless and covered up to your waist by a white sheet, and I can see how eager you are by the way your chest rises and falls rapidly. Beneath that chest, nestled safely within your ribcage, I know your heart is pumping away, practically skipping with excitement over what’s to come.

Such a needy little heart, so eager to be listened to and played with.

I stop by the head of the bed and look down at you, smiling. "Are you ready to begin?”

You nod your head, and I reach for the padded cuffs on the bed. I buckle them around your wrist, tenderly kissing your skin right before I tighten down the restraint. I can hear your breath hitch each time my lips touch your skin, a little burn of flames that sends sweet fire tingling through your veins. Your eyes follow my every movement as I slowly tighten the cuffs around first one wrist, then the other, tightening the straps as far as they will go.

“Tell me, does your needy little heart want to be listened to?"

A little gasp of air leaves your lips. Your pupils dilate, fixed on the stethoscope around my neck. “Yes…yes, please.”

Your head tilts back, pulse thrumming away in your carotid artery for me to see. You know how excited I get when your heart is ready for me. I trail my fingers over the pulse point beneath your jawline, tracing the rushing blood down to the hollow of your throat. “Already so fast,” I murmur. “Let’s take a listen.”

Your chest is bared to me, open and vulnerable. I don’t bother to warm the stethoscope as I fit it to my ears. I know you like the shock of it.

Your breath hitches when the cold stethoscope touches your skin. I place the diaphragm in the center of your chest, just below your collarbone. Immediately, your heartbeat fills my ears, the sweet sound like a rhythmic base drum...thuthump...thuthump...thuthump...

"Hmm...heart rate's a little elevated...you aren't experiencing any arousal, are you?" I lightly stroke your pec, knowing damn well what the feel of the stethoscope against your chest is doing to you.

Your skin flushes as I lightly rake my nails down your chest and over your abs, pausing to palpate your abdominal pulse. The sheet twitches, giving away your arousal.

I move the stethoscope down over your sternum, listening to your heart's mitral valve. "Your heartbeat is so clear here, I can hear it, beating so strong, pushing all that blood through your body..." I trail my fingers lower, raking my nails across the skin and raising goosebumps in their wake. You shiver, but I know you're not cold--it's a shiver of pleasure. I let my fingers play with the wedge of the sheet, and your heart kicks in my ears, thumping hard.

"Your heart rate is increasing, love. We'll have to put you on the monitor soon."

You moan when I press my fingers against your femoral pulse, and the sheet twitches again. Your heart is thumping hard now…thuTHUMP, thuTHUMP, thuTHUMP…I can feel it pushing at the stethoscope with each beat, throwing itself forcefully against your ribcage.

So visceral, so intimate, so alive.

"Your heart is beating so fast right now.” I shift the stethoscope again, pressing it just beneath your left pectoral. The stethoscope is right at the apex of your heart, right where the heart is the closest to the chest wall. I accidentally let it brush against your pebbled nipple, and you let out a groan of pleasure. Your heart surges again, beating so hard I can feel it against my hand. "Look at how your heart responds to me. I can actually see it pulsing against your skin, it's pumping so hard."

You moan when I press my fingers hard between your ribs, right at the apex of your heart, until the pulsations are pushing right against my fingers. The muscle skips and stutters at my touch. It takes your breath away. Your ventricle walls surge rhythmically against my fingertips, and you shiver with pleasure.

“Do you feel that? I’m touching your heart.”

Your heart quivers and pounds to my touch as I stroke over its apex, and your heart surges in my ears. The straps on the table creak as you pull against them, the look you give me is feverish with need. “More…I need more…”

Your heart thumping in my ears, I lean down until my lips are barely touching yours. "Soon, love. I promise I'll play with your heart, soon. But first, we need to finish our examination." You suddenly raise your head, trying to kiss me, but I dart back before you can, teasing you with a smile. A frustrated huff exits your lips, but you smile back as your heart continues to thunder in my ears. “Please…”

"Begging already?" I smile, but I yield, bending down to kiss you sweetly. I love you so completely, even though these sessions are meant to leave you in my control, I can’t help it when you look at me like that. I kiss you once, then I put the stethoscope in your ears and place the end between my breasts. "Seeing you like this...playing with your heart...can you hear what you're doing to me? How my heart beats for you?"

My heart is racing. Knowing it’s beating for you like this makes yours only beat faster, and the restraints creak as you strain against them, trying to reach for me. The helplessness and want are overwhelming with my heart beating in your ears, and your eyes drift shut as you surrender to me.

One by one, you feel the sticky EKG leads being applied to your chest. Each point circling your heart, ready to capture your heart’s electrical impulses. I remove the stethoscope from your ears, and the only sound you can hear is the elevated rhythm on the monitor.

"160 bpm already…wow, your heart is excited at all this attention.” I continue to steth your chest, watching your cardiac output on the heart monitor carefully.

You groan as your heart starts to beat even faster. The numbers climb on the monitor. The anticipation is too much. You can’t seem to get in air fast enough, and a strange, dizzy sort of numbness seeps into your bloodstream with each frantic heartbeat.

Alarms start to ping, and I frown at the monitor. “Your heartrate just jumped to 190 bpm, love, I need you calm down.”

Your heart is a runaway freight train with a mind of its own as you gasp for air, your cardiac rhythm disintegrating by the second. This has sometimes happened in our sessions, and if I don’t take control now, you’ll go into cardiac arrest before the fun has even begun.

Part Two / Part Three

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Guess who got a 24hr Holter monitor…me😊 just wish it wasn’t so itchy….also wish someone was here with me to help play with my heart

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just lying in bed craving some intense chest compressions 🙈💕

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take a breath... please... give me something to work with...!