New Mask, Different Struggle Part 1
One of our members sent us a full-face leather mask, and tonight we took it for a test drive. I skipped the gag underneath since the fit was already snug around my mouth. ???? I love how heavy it feels on me—especially the blindfold. I was immediately engulfed in the aggressiveness that by the time Martin finished cinching me in leather from top t bottom, I was breathing heavily into the mask.
Then he pulled me into an extreme arch, connecting my hands to my feet with a chain… and that’s when it shifted. The strain in my legs started to build, and the mask amplified every second of it. I could feel myself, losing control… but that didn’t stop him. He pulled my top down and pushed me even further, adding the clovers and watching me take it.