From the very first moment Hannah Kwon joined the Seraphim Club as a model and learned precisely what the role would entail, Mira Sobel, the Club’s owner and manager, had been keen to stress that she would be safe and secure at all times, despite being left so vulnerable. Clad in her form-fitting black latex catsuit, corset and full hood of black leather, the Korean woman was a living, writhing piece of art to be observed rather than molested, admired rather than exploited. And no matter their gender, wealth or influence, none of the Club’s patrons would dare take advantage of those who served in Mira’s erotic tableaux. For if basic decency went unheeded, then the knowledge they were vulnerable to being exposed to the media was enough to ensure they behaved. At the time, Hannah had been quite reassured by that knowledge, Mira’s promise of protection enough to overcome the last of her reservations and accept becoming the bound and gagged centrepiece of her newest fetish work, ‘The Angel in Leather.’

But that was several hours ago, before the blindness induced by her hood elevated her sense of touch to torturous levels to compensate. Before the strap of the leather harness rubbing against her womanhood through the catsuit left her panting with unfulfilled desire. Before the sensation of leather and latex against her naked flesh set every nerve afire with want. Before she drowned beneath an ocean of sensation, desperate for release, and atop the dais at the centre of the exhibition floor, Hannah writhed beneath the collective gaze of the Seraphim Club and let their appreciative chatter wash over her, a moan of pleasure escaping past the stifling panel gag. “Mmmmpggghhh!”

No helping hand reached out to caress her lithe, coltish figure and claim it as its own, and the Korean woman mewled in frustration at being so denied, only the creak of her leather bondage gear sounding in answer. Her upper body, held by a delightfully snug harness, framing her breasts and providing constant stimulation to her apex. Her arms, pinioned behind her back by belts drawn tight at the wrists and elbows, rendered helpless. Her long legs, frogtied with more belts so that she remained forced to kneel and her thighs kept open. None of it had shifted the slightest despite several hours of determined struggle, leaving her as helpless and vulnerable as when she’d began, and that realization only spurred her arousal to new heights. “Mmmppggghhh! MMMPPPGGGHHH!” Never before had she felt this excited, this… sexy, and were any patron stupid enough to break Mira’s rules, Hannah doubted she would refuse him. Or her. Or all of them at once. At this very moment, it didn’t matter in the least.

And then a gentle hand fell upon her shoulder, jolting the Korean woman from her pleasurable delirium, and slowly, she became aware that the murmured voices of the patrons had faded, the heat of the spotlight likewise oddly absent. “Mmmpggghh?”

“it’s just me, my sweet,” came the rich, husky voice of Mira Sobel, her hand sliding up to give Hannah’s forehead a comforting stroke beneath the veil of the hood. “It’s intermission time, so I thought I’d give you a bit of a break. How are you doing? You want to keep going?”

“Mmmpggghh!” Hannah answered eagerly, giving an unambiguous, emphatic nod.

“Is that so?” There was no mistaking the amusement in the blonde’s words. “You love the feel of being vulnerable, don’t you? Of knowing anyone could have their way with you, and you’d never be able to stop it…”

“Mmmpppgghhhh…” A shift, and Hannah arched her back in pleasure as the hand caressed her flanks. “Mmmppggghhh!”

“All right then, ‘The Angel in Leather’ will be kept on display until closing. And since you seem to be enjoying yourself so much, how about you join in for the next exhibition? You certainly seem to be drawing the crowds, and I’m sure I can come up with some more interesting set-pieces for you.”

Giving another nod, Hannah settled back, immersing herself into her erotic fantasy once more. For she’d discovered she was rather vulnerable to the lure of bondage, and couldn’t wait to experience even more…