Chapter Twenty-Two
Restraint Research
My days passed in a regular, unchanging parade of incredible torments and horror and Spring then Summer eventually arrived. By July I was totally accustomed to my boots and the back prayer bondage, and with great difficulty had come to accept the reality of my breasts and enforced, inescapable chastity. Occasionally my Owner or Governess took me into town with them and I suffered unending public humiliation when I was taken shopping by them; always leashed and hooded so that my thick, gleaming black rubber helmet and sealed-on, ugly face mask couldn’t be easily seen. Now though, I wore a heavy, long, leather skirt and on top of that, a full, floor-length rubber cape with a deep hood. My p***s cage leash was always connected to the elongated U’s of th
