“I guess I could use another woman’s thoughts on one of these…”

As Paige tightened the final knots in the laces, she stepped back and really allowed Michelle to take in her work. Michelle straddled the man and ran her fingers across the leather that tightly encased his face – she could feel his deep breathing in and out through his nose, however that was really the only trait that he could express to her anymore.

She knew plain as day that it was her loving husband underneath the mask, and yet she felt a rush through her body as she thought of the new plaything in front of her…

It seemed like just another trip to the friendly, neighborhood adult toy store … that is, until Michelle wandered upon the rack of bondage hoods. She’d always been curious about this advanced form of restraint, with their skin tight leather designed to submerse their wearers in total sensory deprivation, but she never knew if they were really worth the heavy price tag that they often carried.

It’s a good thing that Michelle’s favorite sex store allows shoppers to try out their bondage gear right there in the store prior to plunking down their hard-earned money!


Excerpt…

“Ok – it’s like this.  You’re going along at your usual pace, spanking or flogging him or whatever, and obviously the harder you hit him, the more he begins to scream and moan, right?  Well, I was always fine with the moaning – in fact, I love the moaning – but eventually we would get to a point where after I began pushing him really hard, I’d actually start to see tears forming around his eyes, and at that point I just couldn’t continue.  I mean, one of the things that I enjoy the most is seeing the look in his eyes as I do these things to him, watching his emotional trip as much as the physical one, but the tears were finally just too much for me and I had to end the scene.  Here I am, leaving this guy with bruises and welts that he’ll be feeling for days, and yet I’m the one wigging out?!”

“Well, we talked about it afterwards and he was pretty emphatic that he was absolutely euphoric and would’ve really loved to continue, so that’s when he suggested using a hood.  The next weekend, before laying into him, I laced him into this really nice black leather hood that he’d bought online, and oh my god – what a difference, for both of us!”

“So what was the difference?” Michelle inquired.

“He enjoyed it basically for the reasons that I mentioned,” Paige explained, “but for me, it was like a completely new beast for me.  It almost made me feel like what I would think a professional domme might feel – instead of beating on this friend whom I knew and cared about immensely, here in front of me was this faceless slave whose only desire was my pleasure … which coincidentally that night was in giving him as much pain as possible.  The leather mask allowed me to step back from my emotions just enough to really accept his position beneath me, and through that I was able to take his pain to the next level because during the course of that scene, the bound figure before me wasn’t a man – he was a slave.  He was my slave, and that night, his role was to submit to my pain, so instead of worrying about if I was making him cry underneath, it allowed me to just focus on taking him deeper and deeper into that world…”

“Of course,” the girl continued, “his desire was for me to beat him absolutely senseless, so it all ended up working out just fine!  It took him hours to come down after that scene, but he was so happy when he did…”


"The bound figure before me wasn't a man - he was a slave..." - Hood Shopping
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