During her visit, Lucy couldn't help but make a few subtle comments about the collection of hoods and impact toys scattered around the studio. She tried to play it off casually, but her curiosity was clear. So once she was strapped into a straitjacket and had no way out, I decided to give her exactly what she was hinting at. Frogtied and secured to a padded horse, a tight hood keeps her guessing what will come next. With each new toy that landed on her exposed thighs, the skin grew redder and more sensitive. Her muffled moans match each impact through the hood and gag as she squirmed against the straps. Helpless to stop what she had so clearly asked for.
