Alex returns for a visit, looking forward to some long overdue bondage. Happy to oblige, I put her into a leather straitjacket with a matching gag. Protests of how tight it is soon follow, but it's too late for that. A hood is added, leaving her mute, blind, and helpless. As she struggles to get free, the leather insect hood's small breathing holes don't leave her much air. It's unclear what she was expecting, but by her tone, it's clear Alex is not pleased. Maybe she just needs a couple of hours in her comfortable situation to appreciate it more.