Jason looked on in amazement as Mandy gently removed a rubber balloon gag from Flora's mouth, and finished removing the mask.Jason looked on in amazement as Mandy gently removed a rubber balloon gag from Flora's mouth, and finished removing the mask. Her real face was remarkably similar to the face of the mask, although a little flushed-looking. Jason guessed that the mask had been molded from her actual features. Flora blinked, sputtered and licked her lips several times. "Ahh. Roowaah. Christ, Mandy, did you have to leave it on so long? I thought I'd die of thirst!" Jason stared as Mandy finished removing Flora's restraints. Flora had quite a pretty face, if not quite up to covergirl standards, and the tight rubber maids' dress emphasized her hourglass figure. "Incredible!" he murmured. "Oh, this is nothing," Mandy said, "we've done things much more interesting, haven't we, my dear?" Flora blushed. "Umm, Flora, you must be pretty brave to wear a rubber mask like that for so long," Jason commented, "it must have been very uncomfortable." Flora smiled. "A little, but I don't mind. After a while, my face does get a little numb, but that's okay. Actually, this one fits like a second skin. A friend of Mandy's makes latex masks for the movie industry, you know- zombies and such. He made this one for us. And believe me, I've worn much more uncomfortable things. I'm actually a bit of a pig when it comes to hoods and helmets. It feels good to have my head wrapped in a tight rubber hood. I can't explain it," she finished lamely. "Of course," she added, "Mandy knows I like them, so she's always trying to make them more difficult to wear." "OR... I just leave her in it for eight hours or so," Mandy put in. "If it's a severe enough hood, that usually wears down her resistance." She got up from the couch. "Why don't you fix us some drinks, Flora, while I ahh, slip into something more comfortable, as they say." She disappeared up the stairs. While Flora got creative with ethanol and ice, Jason looked around the paneled sitting room. "This is really quite some place you have here. Mandy's father must have had quite a flair for luxury." "Oh no, he had nothing to do with it. This is entirely her own creation," she answered. She minced over to him with the drinks, giving him an excellent lesson in the difficulty of walking in stiletto heels. "It's quite decadent really. |