When she had lived with Mr.When she had lived with Mr. Dodds, she had spent many happy, sweaty hours in bondage. With women, she tended to be dominant. With a very few men, she felt submissive. Maybe that's why I've been going easy on Jason, she thought. Damnation! What HAS he got me in- a body cast? She tried to wriggle a bit, just to test the limits of her bondage, but found it quite impossible. Every inch of her body was enveloped in something hard and inflexible, except her head. She realized from the strong smell of leather that her head was laced into one of his hand-tooled bondage helmets. It fit her head as if it had been made from her measurements, (it had) and the high, curved collar allowed very little movement. |