Everything was dark. Christina tried to squirm a bit and felt one set of her boots fall over into her side as she hit them. She couldn’t see due to the new leather open mouth hood that surrounded her head in supple leather and was laced tight enough that her head felt like it was in a vice. Filling her mouth was a panel harness gag, holding a rubber ball inside her mouth attached to the inside of a panel that stretched across her mouth and a harness of straps wrapped around her head, met at the bridge of her nose, and held the gag solidly in place. The new open mouth hood and muzzle gag had been a combined anniversary and birthday gift from Nicholas, adding to their ever growing collection of bondage gear that they had.

Which led to her current predicament. For the long weekend she had been busy leading up to it, while Nicholas had to do some work over the weekend and he had come up with the idea of storing Christina away in bondage for a while, leaving her completely isolated using the new hood. The open mouth design meant she could still breathe through her mouth if necessary, although that was currently taken away with the harness panelgag filling her mouth, leaving her to use the nose holes built into the hood. It was incredibly isolating and her first time ever wearing a hood, and Christina found it a little unnerving. The rest of her bondage was also leather: her armbinder that was one of her favourite pieces of gear kept her arms securely pinned behind her, and leather straps trapped her arms against her back and kept her legs folded in a frogtie on the ground. A leather collar around her neck chained to the closet rail kept her upright inside the front hall storage closet that was mainly filled with their coats and shoes, but now had a space cleared out for the captive girl. 

Christina was a little disappointed she couldn’t see herself. All the leather probably looked fantastic on her, even if she was just wearing a tank top, leggings, and brown knee boots. Instead she was isolated and alone inside the dark closet, blind, partially deafened, mute, and in her own little world. Heck, Nicholas could be staring at her through the open closet door right now snapping her picture and she would have no idea. Privately, she was hoping he was. 

Her isolation also gave her some time to think about recent events. The man who had broken into her apartment and tied her up alongside her roommate Crystal had surprisingly not left her as traumatized as she had expected. Although if Nicholas had not appeared when he did, she suspected things would have gotten much worse for the two girls and they would be filing multiple police reports. Instead they were able to quickly get Crystal free who didn’t have many further comments and things went back to normal. Or as normal as they could with Crystal now knowledgeable about her roommate’s kinky habits. To her credit, Crystal didn’t pry too much into it or even make it seem like she knew about it, it was just unspoken between the two girls as they continued to go to class and do schoolwork and extra curriculars. That is, until a couple days ago when Crystal, after maybe a couple of drinks, had knocked on Christina’s door and asked about bondage and if she or Nicholas were willing to help her experiment and tie her up. Christina had been expecting something like that for a couple of weeks but it still caught her off guard that Crystal was so openly asking. She had deflected the question a little, wanting to wait until Crystal was sober enough to try and attempt the question again and Crystal had done so the next day. 

Christina had been a bit conflicted bringing it up to Nicholas but he was open to the idea especially after her first bondage experience being potentially traumatic and wanting to help out a friend, Christina had agreed. That was now planned for next weekend and Christina was wondering if Nicholas was also using this time to store away Christina and plan something out for her friend. Or she had been sent to isolation as a partial punishment for the situation even happening to begin with due to her sloppy storage of bondage equipment. She shook her head, causing the chain on her collar to clink as it swung around. Nicholas was not the type to do something like that. Her current isolation was entirely her own doing, given that she had suggested the idea the moment she saw the hood and gag laying in the tissue paper inside the box after she had opened it. A hood had always been something she wanted to try, even though she wasn’t sure how she would fare in the extreme level of isolation it provided but so far she thought she was ok. 

The gag as well was one of her favourites to see online. More than once Nicholas had caught her in an online store looking at one, but they tended to run over $100 each and it seemed like a lot given that they had a wide assortment of equipment already. Little did she know he had been noting down the store she looked at and purchased the exact gag for her as a present. She grunted into the gag and shifted, hearing the leather creak and squeak as she flexed against the armbinder and shifted her legs into something a little more comfortable. She’d been sitting back on her haunches for probably over an hour, not that she had any sense of time in this closet, Christina idly wondered what else he could possibly give her in the future in terms of equipment. They had just about everything they needed or wanted when she found out about their mutual interest in bondage given that their collective collection had become quite substantial. Maybe a ringgag? She thought to herself, shuddering at the thought of her mouth forced open by a rubber covered ring and potentially forced to give a blowjob that way. 

Letting out another soft moan, Christina wriggled fruitlessly against the armbinder before settling back down on her heels. Until Nicholas decided her isolation time was over, she was most definitely stuck where she was. The only sound she could hear was her own breathing through her nose and the occasional jingle of the chain attached to her collar, but otherwise the darkness was almost soothing. As Christina settled back down in quiet, she wondered if storing her away in bondage would become a regular thing for Nicholas to get work done. Maybe if I’m enough of a pain in the ass while he’s studying. She thought, a smile forming around her gag.