Mariko felt like she was going to suffocate. The tight leather hood around her head only had four openings: one for her neck, one for her ponytail, and two for her nostrils. The rest of the hood was smooth black leather, holding her head in a vice-like grip when the men had pulled the laces and knotted them off, ensuring the hood was skintight and stretched over her features.

Prior to the hood being pulled over her head, she had been very quickly prepared for transport. Her hands, originally cuffed behind her back, had been freed and she had been forcibly undressed by the men who cared little for the Asian beauty’s protests. Her red minidress was pulled up over her head and discarded off to the side, leaving her in just her bra, panties, and black leather knee boots. Just when she thought she would keep some of her dignity, they had torn her bra and panties off as well, forcing her arms to her sides when she tried to cover up. Satisfied with their captives assets, more restraints were brought out. Despite all the advances in technology, these men seemed very happy with more primitive restraints, and Mariko had to admit they were incredibly effective. Her arms were yanked behind her and a conical armbinder was pulled up her arms, sheathed her arms from fingertip to above her elbow in black leather. Laces along the length of the device were pulled tight, welding her arms together into a single useless appendage. Groaning from the strain in her shoulders, Mariko was feeling her arms begin to cramp from the strain but there was no way she was getting free anytime soon.

Holding her in place, her booted ankles were then forced together and strapped tightly with belts of leather, with more at her knees, thighs, then waist and above and below her breasts to strap her arms against her back. Now she felt like a worm with her limbs bound together. The gag that followed it up was disgusting. Her bra and panties were brought up to her mouth, and despite Mariko sealing her mouth shut, the men were not taking no for an answer. A quick yank on her ponytail caused her mouth to open in a yelp, and the undergarments were stuffed into her mouth until it was packed to bursting. A leather panel with a rubber ball on the inside came next, filling her mouth even further as the rubber ball was inserted between her teeth and the panel was strapped over her mouth, gagging her completely.

Then the hood came. When she saw it, Mariko went nuts, straining against her bonds and struggling more than she had before. Her claustrophobia overrode her surrendering feelings as the black maw of the hood came towards her face. The slavers were well accustomed to resisting females though, and she was easily held in place as the hood was pulled over her head. Everything went black for Mariko, her vision completely cut off since there were no holes for the eyes. Her ponytail was pulled up through the back of the hood and then it was laced up tightly, holding her head in a vise. Ensuring that the nose holes were lined up correctly, the slavers locked a leather collar around her neck at the base of the hood to complete her bondage. Panic had nearly overcome her in the darkness, the hood was a suffocating darkness surrounding her even with her eyes open, and hyperventilating almost made her actually suffocate as she struggled to breathe through the nose holes with her mouth completely packed. The slavers simply let her freak out until she had calmed down, taking rapid deep breaths through her nose and then they proceeded to the next step.

It was almost a good thing she was hooded, so she couldn’t see the next part. A small plastic shipping container, the kind you would see on any ship or transport, was opened up. Folding up the Asian woman into a ball, more straps ensured that her naked breasts were pressed against her thighs and her booted ankles were pressed against her butt, before she was lowered into the crate and additional built-in straps pinned her in place. Mariko was only somewhat aware of the crate she had been placed in, but once it was closed up and shrunk slightly to the dimensions of the captive woman, the feeling of contact with the cold surface on all sides made her realize how little space she now had. Even if she wasn’t hooded, she knew she would have found the small crate she was now stored in suffocating and it terrified her. She had joined up to overcome some of these fears by helping crew a ship that would reach out to explore space, but she had no idea that one day she would be enslaved by barbaric men with their primitive restraints, and then tucked away inside of a suffocating space to be sent off to a planet who knows where in the galaxy to be sold.