A long time ago a boy discovered the power of leather, the smell drove him crazy, and the look and feeling was simply out of this world. He would find leather magazines and read them passionately, he would drive to the city and stroll thru the SM fetish stores and marvel at the collection of all the wicked items that hung from the floor to the ceiling and covered the walls, he wanted so desperately to try it all on. His passion grew and grew, ........ One day he met this girl, simple and sophisticated business attire and chic.......her hair was short but her stride was long, she had a confidence to her......he knew that this was the one....... over time the couple couple spent more time together and started to explore some leather fantasies......yes he had sparked an internal flame to this young lass who apparently had hidden but unleashed desires within her.....the time had come... as their passions grew so did their wardrobes, long silky smooth exquisite flloor length leather coats adorned them both, long gloves of the softest and tighest leathers gripped the arms all the way up, leather dresses were made a part of the look and the boots could not be left out.......they too became an essential part to the exquiste puzzle of pleasure...... a carefully drawn out and uniquely designed mask complimented the outfit, now all they needed was a night all on their own........ that was in site and it was carfeully planned, the whole evening was set, mood, music, candlite and yes of course the outfits and perhaps the swing........it had not been around for a while, the whips too were ingredients the recipe called for........ the couple enjoyed a nice dinner together all dressed in their finest leather attires, looking stunning and sexy, but feeling passionate and perfect for each other.... a new toy was added to the dungeon like atmosphere created in the downstairs of the house....it was a bench...somewhat narrow and lightly padded but all covered in tight black leather...there were some buckles and attachments than shone even in the dark glow of the candles.........it looked interesting........what was it.........I was curious....... my previous equestrian days for some reason came to mind, perhpas it was the riding crop that caught the corner of my eye sitting idly by on the table........purposeful sexual visions of pleasure started racing thru my mind..........I had decide to take charge of the evening from this point on, something came over me and it was not about to stop.........I was hungry for pleasures far beyond my previous days and I wanted to starve no more......... I took his hands and shackled them to the hooks in the ceiling.............I went to the table and picked up a leather mask and laced it tightly over his head until his breathing was only heard thru the tight air holes in the front.........there was a new rather large piece of leather that we had not used before, and I knew that it was time to try it out, I could take full control and take myself to a ride that would be the pride of an equestrian rider....... I laid the leather piece onto the leather covered bench, opened the zipper that ran the full length down the front and got it ready, as I untied his hands I lead him, masked to the bench and ordered him to get in.........first it was his feet, then his legs and his arms slipped into the inner sleeves within the garment, I forcefully pulled it up over his shoulders and around his neck......as the zipper was drawn with some effort up the entire length of his body a sound of tightening leather echoed the walls........I was growing wet with the sound......and the control that I would now have...no escape until I was satisfied.........the zipper closed snugly under his neck, there was no escape, there was no negotiat