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began lacing it up.
>From the start, it was obvious to Flora that this hood would be quite
severe. Before Mandy tightened the laces, there were almost 2 inches
of space at the rear. When Yuka Haneda was done, there was none. The lacing
went all the down the neck, the posture collar sealing nicely to the
collar of the body suit, forcing Flora's head erect and Yuka's gaze,
straight ahead. Flora moaned a little more loudly during the lacing
process, perhaps testing the gag, perhaps losing control but unable to
do anything about it.
The last thing Mandy put on Yuka's slave was a wide rubber belt that had a
pair of opera-length, molded rubber gloves glued to it at the palms.
Flora's arms were released from the lacing bar, powdered, and the
gloves pulled on all the way up to Yuka's shoulders.
Yuka's hands were forced to conform to the gloves where the fingers and
palms were cemented to the belt. Eyelets at the top of the gloves and
at the shoulders of Yuka's corselet were laced together, trapping Yuka's arms
in the tight-fitting gloves.
When the belt was put around Yuka's waist and laced at the back, its
purpose becam
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