She puts on the leather leotard.

Jen pulled the leather leotard from the shelf and caressed the material again. She was not a leather specialist, but somehow she was sure that this was a very high quality product.

"Your sensitive parts have been so long out on the cold air. And what a remarkable garment to warm them up with!"

There were paired metal D-shaped rings attached to the shoulders, wrists, hips and waist, as well as the front and back of the waist of the leotard{If Permanent blindfold = true}. They fascinated Jen, and she shook the piece just to hear them ringing faintly against the genuine leather. There was no need to tease herself further, so the girl prepared to get inside.{else}, but Jen assumed they were just a decoration, and prepared to get inside.{endif} She unzipped the zipper until it stopped at the waist, and started to put the leather masterwork on.

It took a while to get the furry booties with their enormous chunky heels through the narrow leg openings, but since the massive ankle clasps were in a locked state, Jen had **** but to keep using her **** until the legs were finally in.

As her pussy touched the leather, the girl started to realize how chilling the air has been the whole time and how timely she stumbled upon such a lucky purchase, as her skin started to get warmer as soon as it was put against the material.

After the lengthy sleeves hugged her arms, it was time to zip up. When Jen stretched herself to reach the zipper, she felt the leotard squeak, resisting the effort considerably. While the zipper went up, the girl was noticing how this garment was determined to keep its shape, that was requiring her to keep her posture straight and her arms more or less along the sides. If she needed, she could still bend in any way, but that was made highly uncomfortable.

As Jen admired how well-fitted the zipped-up leotard was and how it supported her precious boobies, she heard a loud pop, followed by a sound of metal ringing against the tiled floor a few meters away.

"Nothing to worry about. Just a good deal signed."

"If you say so. Hmm, a good deal indeed." — Jen squeezed her hips through the squeaky leather. The smell, the feeling... Everything was good. — "And if we sealed the deal, we can go to that stubborn door to check if I'm passing its standards."

"There's so much more right there for you, but I respect your hunger for adventure."

{If Permanent blindfold = true}Jen was slowly going towards the door, as confident as ever, enjoying every second. When she was hit by a small ring on a rope hanging from the ceiling, she stopped and took it with her fingers.

"Oh, it's these ones I saw before! I wonder what's going to happen if I..." — she found another ring hanging nearby and pulled the ropes closer to her waist. The girl was amused to feel the rings open in her fingers and quickly put them into their corresponding waist rings. They clicked, linking themselves together. The rope then lifted itself to its original height, taking the ground away from Jen.

She stretched out her arms and legs and did a full circle around her waist rings. The feeling was unbelievable, so she repeated them a few more times.

"Can I swing like this? I think I can!" — the girl said, giggling. However, swinging led to her catching the rings on her right wrist and left hip. Jen thought she might as well just go all the way and proceeded to link the rest of them.

{else}Jen was on her way back to the door, as confident as ever. When she heard something click behind her, she did not pay attention at all until she was pulled by her left shoulder so hard that she almost lost her balance.

"Hey, what the fuck was that?" — she said as she searched for the source of trouble.

It was a ring on a rope that was falling from the ceiling. Jen remembered running into one of those on her way to the shelves. Somehow, it was linked with a D-shaped ring attached to her leotard's left shoulder. The girl could not find a way to break the connection, as both of the rings were solid metal loops just like before, with no sign of their ability to link with each other.

"This is so cute, they want to be together!" — the second voice said as Jen tried to tear the ring away from the leotard. That did not work though: the highest-quality leather was tear-resistant.

"Yes they do!" — the girl had to state. She tried to pull the rope, hoping for it to not be as durable, but something entirely different happened.

The rope was pulled a couple feet into the supposed ceiling, leaving the girl hanging by it. The leotard was such a good fit it barely got lifted away from Jen's shoulder. She could reach the floor with her right bootie, but what was it giving her?

"No need to panic. Remember, we're enjoying ourselves."

Jen pushed herslef off the floor and swung on the rope. She flew a few yards forward, actually. That meant climbing the rope was not an option — the ceiling was too high.

As the girl was swinging back, her other shoulder's ring was also caught, and now she was hanging by her shoulders. The leotard made falling into this trap possible, and the blindfold made it much easier.

"I'm stuck there, help me, please!" — she shouted. But after five minutes of wait, there was no sign of someone else's presence.

"Why don't you get a horizontal position, babe? It's going to be more comfortable."

Jen obeyed and search for another ropes. They were indeed nearby, so she took a ring that was on the end of the rope and brought it closer to her right hip. When the rings got close, the foreign one opened swiftly, probably driven by a magnet inside it.

"Yes."

The girl pushed the rings deeper into each others, and they closed with a quiet click. She tried to pull them apart again, but it was clearly only working one way.

She sighed and linked her second hip ring, then pulled both of them down with ****. Her butt was lifted to the same level as her shoulders, but she could no longer reach the floor. Just hanging in the air on the ropes. That was it.{endif}

Jen tried taking different positions, but got bored eventually and started to swing the ropes back and forth {If Permanent blindfold = true}again {endif}slowly. It felt great, giving her the flying feeling, so she continued heer movements and swung harder, avoiding the direction where the closest wall was. She did not notice that the ropes started lifting her higher and higher towards the ceiling. Then the ceiling itself opened along her flying trajectory with heavy humming sound, but there was no sky above the hall, just another large area.

The girl was only getting carried away more and more, because, as she rocked her body, her leotard kept rubbing against her intimate parts. Then, a foreign **** adjusted her direction, making her fly in a circle trajectory instead. Jen took a bow pose, holding her steel ankles while pushing her breasts forward, squishing them into the leather, and that, combined with the rest, was finally enough. A passionate scream of ultimate satisfaction echoed endlessly in this huge mystery place the girl was pulled into.

"You'll swing for eternity in my collection."

ENDING #7