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Splashing water. Gentle music. Laughter. Squeaking leather. Straining belts. Grunts. Giggles.

Phantom was in her element. A pool, scantily clad attendant providing beverages, and of course, a dear friend to pass the time with. Of course, this dear friend got the best treatment that Phantom could muster; personal, intimate teasing in a not-so-private resort. The knowledge that if the hood were removed, the captive's identity would be exposed. The constant pressure of cloying material enclosing the body, straps digging, and of course, Phantom's constant teasing. She wielded her crop like a paintbrush, smacking at opportune moments to tease her friend's vulnerable flesh... or just to make a point about who was in charge.

"Something wrong?" said Phantom. "Mmmmnnnggghh." Her compatriot didn't seem to be enjoying the air. Perhaps it was the smell of the chlorine. Very well, Phantom thought; she was nothing if not hospitable...

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I quite like the results; her skin is just pale enough, the bondage is splendid, and the belt and straps make for a visually interesting frame for the image. All it's missing is some audio... ^{so you'll have to imagine the rubbery squeaks and moans!}

See also:

Get Away From Even More by phantomdotexe

Which do you prefer? The mask or the hood?

Possibly a prequel to: