Minutes later I was prepared and came out of the cloak room. The small zip slits in the plastic hood narrowed down my area of view. The pose collar pushed my mind up and locked it in to place and ergo moved my previously narrow area of view right forward and up towards the ceiling. I could not see the bottom half the area facing me and I could maybe not change my head remaining or right. The added weight to my ankles believed odd as well. All of this created me walk gradually and really awkwardly. Mistress was straight away irritated by my clumsiness. She got the steel loop on my collar and guided me impatiently through the area to a wooden extending rack. At the tray she made me about with a quick take at the loop. The following force that her hand placed on my neck managed to get apparent to me that she wanted me to take a nap backwards. I don't understand what I had performed improper, but Mistress was demonstrably in a nasty mood. I stood naked in a corner, while she ...