Our sex life went from once or twice a month to three or four times a week almost overnight. Then we started telling each other our fantasies and we i...corporated them into our lovemaking. All was great for about a year and then Joanna began to push for taking our fantasies out of the house and into public. Her biggest fantasy involved exhibitionism and she wanted to actual do it and not pretend. To be honest the thought did appeal to me too.For the next six months we took major chances in. Also another story is when thegloves were replaced by a single-sleeve that was tightly laced toeliminate any use of my arms and an inflatable rubber hood was forcedover the neck-corset! The inflated hood gives a weird all-over pressureto the head and face and seems to echo loudly every breath you takethrough the nose-tubes. Although I was not otherwise bound, to standalone in the ballet boots was fraught with danger, yet to be guided inmoving about (sometimes just by a chain locked to my. I want to go under. I want to go deep for you. Please, hypnotize me. Please, Mistress. Please!"Mistress just stared down at her coldly. Eventually, she reached back towards Penny's desk and picked up the scissors again. With Penny still wantonly begging for hypnosis, Mistress casually leaned forward and, with a decisive "snip" cut Penny's bra right between her breasts. She then pulled the bra straps down to join her shirt, exposing Penny's breasts – the tight nipples pushing forward as Penny's. " Goodbye, Michael," they said together.Before I could respond, I heard, " ... to wake up, Michael. Your grandmother said to tell you that it's time to start getting ready to go," Amy said from the doorway.I turned off the shower, and just leaned against the wall. I was not only tired, but slightly overwhelmed by all that I had learned. By my watch, it had only been about six hours since I last took a shower. But by my body's clock, it had been three days. Three days of very hard, intensive.