You could go to jail for years for what you've done.You could go to jail for years for what you've done. Wouldn't that be fun? A nice sweet femmish thing like you, locked up in prison with all those bad boys." "I think the idea excites him." Sonia strokes my chest and giggles at the straining bulge in the terribly tight leather panties they laced on me. "Well, were going to keep you out of jail, James." Evelyn begins lacing a multi-layered punishment hood over my head. "We'll keep the authorities from finding you... in fact, when we're through, no one will even recognize you...." Her last words are muffled by flaps over my ears. Sightless, deaf, hampered, and totally helpless, I feel them urge me this way and that with cruel slaps to my bottom as they cover me in layer after layer of tight leather... Gradually, inexorably, I feel myself growing more and more encased in leather. Cut off from sight and sound, able to feel only muted physical contact through my strong, supple covering, it seems my sense of touch grows more and more intense. |