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Would you prefer being resuscitated by a single person or a group of people?

Do you prefer them being closer people (like your friends, colleagues…) that maybe are a little clumsy about it or just random people that stop by because they’re knowledgeable about resuscitation (maybe they’re doctors, nurses, or just took a cpr course)?

That's a great question 🙂

In short, I'm fine with all of them.

I enjoy all the options in your question, as well as any other types of rescuers. I think every option has its own unique, tempting taste, and I’d be more than happy to try them all 🙃

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What’s your reaction when you pass by an ambulance? 🚑

I just think that they should leave whatever they're busy with and quickly come to the aid of the person who actually needs them more than anyone else, which is me 😝

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Cute skinny getting shocks ⚡️

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A sexy body on defibrillation scene. This one’s from “Bajo Sospecha”, a Tv show from Spain too.

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Goth Chick

Goth Chick didn’t wake up in the hospital, she came to. She remembered what it looked like from last time, it looked just like this time. Goth got her GHB dosage wrong again and was paying the price. 

Goth felt something in her windpipe; it felt slightly less worse than the time she took a shot of vodka down the wrong way. She knew it was that damned breathing tube again, and that damned ventilator was pumping her chest full of air against her will to do it herself. Goth reached up to yank it out, finding her black nailed hands bound to the bed she tried to shake the tube out of her black lipped mouth but the residual effects of the GHB make her too weak right now. The rustling of her attempts to free herself brought the attention of the ward nurse. Goth heard her coming, and with a few seconds to think she decided to play dead. The nurse tried to rouse her, that failing she did the usual assessments with her stethoscope, pulling the cover off Goth’s chest to expose her black bra and electrodes. The nurse then paused the ventilator for several seconds to see if Goth was breathing for herself yet. Goth laid there quietly as the air flowed out of her lungs, making no attempt to inhale. It was uncomfortable, but no worse than the time she let someone hold her underwater until she passed out. The nurse resumed the ventilator, and walked off. Goth was a great actress, especially when the role was playing dead. Goth was sure she was alone, then worked to free herself from the wrist binders holding her to the table. Her left hand came loose, quietly, she loosened her right. Goth reached up to rip out the tube in her throat, feeling her way around the tape when she had a second thought. “Hey, I’m already in the hospital, hooked up to all this stuff, like they really saved me from something.” Goth’s mind grew blacker: “What if I let them kill me? They can get me back, yeah. I could really be undead. I could talk to god, satan, that senior who killed himself my junior year.” Goth thought about it, remembering last time she was here. If she pulled out her tube or unhooked the ventilator, they’d just hook her back up. No good. Cutting a EKG lead would be too easy to see, but wait! She remembered an old speaker wire that looked normal but was broken inside. That’s it! “They’ll think my heart stopped, then shock me dead!” Goth Chick had recovered enough strength to set about her task. She slowly slid the sheet down, exposing her torso. The staff had cut away her t-shirt, and cut the seat of her panties to insert a foley catheter into her bladder. “Shit, another awful tube in me!”, she thought to herself. But they left her leather skirt and belt on her, the belt that hid a buckle knife. Made in Taiwan, the blade didn’t have a great edge, but a good tip that could plunge into the thin insulation of her EKG wire. Goth pulled the wire onto the handrail, then began stabbing. Several stabs and a slight tug, the steady blips on the monitor stopped, followed a few seconds later with the familiar whine of an arresting patient. Goth quickly resheathed her knife, and plunged her hands back into the cuffs. She didn’t want to give her sabotage away, and she didn’t want to do anything stupid like stop the doctors from killing her! The nice thing about a teaching hospital is you never know who you’re going to get. Fortunately for Goth’s intentions, her staff immediately began coding her without so much as a cursory carotid pulse check. Some nurse jumped on her bed and began crushing her chest! The nurse stopped while someone cut away her bra, then began pumping again. The ventilator was disconnected, and a bag was used to fill her aching chest, then the air was squashed out again “C'mon, kill me!!”, Goth thought as she tried to remain expressionless. Goth felt the effects of cardiac medications start their way through her body; cold, hot, fainting. She deliriously heard the magick words, “Clear!” Bam!! Goth felt the pain of the shock, like when she bit the electric fence at a field trip to a dairy farm. But she wasn’t dead yet. Goth was paralytic, the shocks and the drugs pinned her down, she couldn’t save herself if she even wanted to. “Kill me…” The interns never noticed the disturbed sinus rhythm when the paddles were applied, just the squalling of the flatlined monitor above Goth’s head. Bam! Another shock. Bam! This time Goth couldn’t feel the sting, for her heart had stopped and the pain eclipsed anything the interns could do to her. “Kil…” The resident ER doctor moved to Goth Chick’s bed. He checked her pulse: nothing. He then asked the interns the usual questions. Then he grabbed the paddles and placed them on Goth’s chest. He glanced over his shoulder to check the charge and noticed the defib’s monitor. Perplexed, he then looked at the bedside EKG, then the defib again. “Oh, SHIT!”

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I really want to give you a nice present. I know it’s not your birthday or anything like that but I really can’t wait. I have been thinking about it for a long time.

Here! 😊

*you stare at the package after feeling how heavy it is. Then you look at me. What’s going on in your mind? Maybe you’re trying to guess what’s inside?

You should really open it ☺️

*your delicate hands start unpacking. You rip the paper even if you’re going so slow. The box can now be opened. You start breathing faster.

Hey! It’s ok. Go on. 🤭

*I smile at you. You probably already guessed everything since you’re becoming incredibly horny. You open the box. Look inside. You blush and stare at me. Out of words. You start panting.

Now It’s my turn babe 🥺

*I take out the big defib unit. Turn it on. I turn the knob at 300j. The charging sound fills the room. You stare at me as I kneel in front of you. I unbutton your cute flowery dress. You feel my hands on your shoulders as I bring It down to your waist. Now your chest is completely uncovered.

It’s going to be alright babe ☺️

*you look at me gelling the paddles and rubbing those against each other. I slowly get closer to your chest with those wet cold mirrors. You’re panting incredibly hard. When the paddles touch your body in the middle of your breasts and under your left one, your body twitches because of how cold those feel.

Are you ready? 🥺

*the charging sound raises until it reaches the top and a beeping sound starts playing. You open your mouth, moaning and your hands hold the chair. It’s coming. You’re just two buttons away…

CLEAR!

*my thumbs press those buttons and your back arches against your will. The electricity flows through you for 4 seconds keeping your muscles tensed. Your ribs can be seen pushing against your skin. Your nipples become so hard. Your body starts sweating.

… babe?

*the shock is delivered and your body is so limp on that chair. Your eyes and mouth opened. Your legs spread.

Hey! It’s ok. I’m here!

*I hug your limp body and kiss you. I lay my ear between your exposed breasts and feel your heart is completely stopped. I grab your body and put it on the ground. I notice how soaking wet are your panties. You must have had a big orgasm before losing consciousness.

I’m going to bring you back. I promise babe!

*I can’t stop enjoying how good you look in this state. But if I want to keep enjoying that I better start working on making your heart beat again

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I want you to know that If you fell on the floor in cardiac arrest I wouldn’t immediately start resuscitating you.

First of all I’d slowly and delicately take off your dress or your t-shirt. Your pants or your pantyhose. Your bra and your panties. Your high heels or your shoes.

Once I made you completely naked I’d start touching you so delicately. Feeling every inch of you. Realizing you just became my doll I’d be so gentle. I don’t want to ruin my precious toy.

But when I get horny It’s so hard for me to keep being that gentle. So I know that eventually I’d start squeezing your breasts, making your nipples so hard. My fingers would go so deep on your neck and between your breasts trying to feel a pulse that isn’t there anymore.

My fingers would dangerously approach your pubic area. You’d feel their slow trip through your abdomen. When they get inside you they’d come back out so wet. You’re unconscious but it seems you’re feeling much more than expected.

When I finally worshipped your body enough I’d finally get the defibrillator paddles. When you stop feeling the warmness of my hands you’d blush. You’d start having goosebumps all over your chest. You’d know what’s next. The more my hands are away from you the more you’d get wet.

But finally you’d feel a familiar coldness. Between your breasts and under your left one. Not only your heart would be stopped but also your brain. White noise. That’s what you’re hearing. The wait for that electric discharge would be so intense.

Your back would arch. Your chest would raise. Everything would be totally against your will. You can’t control your chest being mid air and your muscles in tension for 4 seconds. The whole duration of the 360 joules discharge.

Your back would hit the floor again. So violently. As the defibrillator charges again you’d feel some movement between your legs. Suddenly I wouldn’t be near you anymore. You’d feel the paddles’ curly cables come from a different direction. You’d feel the warmness of my thighs on yours. It would be so easy for me to slip inside you. That little puddle you made on the floor says it all.

And no… I wouldn’t care taking that shock with you. It would be my dream fall on top of my doll after having the best sensation ever in my entire life.

*a letter for my obsession

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Just a little extract of a rp with @rcpfantasme

See the lovely deep chest compressions performing by strong hands.

I can say that mouth to mouth is my favourite type of artificial breathing. I love seing the chest rise and fall and the sound of the air escaping from the lungs.

Let me know what you think of this 😉

Enjoy ❤️

And as usual don't post it anywhere else, including thisvid or i won't post video anymore ❌😒

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She's Crashing Pt.1

STAND CLEAR!

Shocking⚡

She's flatlining again

To be continued.....

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Hope someone gifts you a nice couple of paddles. If they do just start planning the wedding already.

Charging to 360 and… (Merry Christmas) CLEAR!

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Believe me It’s not to be mean… but I wish you had an heart attack

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Less of a request and more of an ask - but still! Courtesy of @heartshocking - "Do you plan to post dark cardiophilia stuff like with the TENS unit? Or resus again?"

Unfortunately, my TENS Unit is gone. I can always give resus a try, though!! I've made a few resus vids but I am by NO MEANS great at it, nor is it a main staple of my content. Here I just messed around with some audio and visual effects! Let me know your thoughts ❤️

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finally feeling the gelled up paddles on my chest was a wet dream 🤤🤤🤤

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Wildside (1997) S01E07 (some listings as S01E11) Petrina Edge - CPR & Defibs.

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Fuck 🤤

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Aftercare IS a fucking necessity.

Aftercare IS NOT a privilege.

Aftercare IS NOT optional.

Aftercare DOES NOT take away from the scene you just had.

Aftercare DOES NOT make you any less of a Dom/sub.