The Hood

Walking up to Her house i could smell the cigarette smoke wafting onto Her porch. I took a deep smoky sigh and prepared myself to knock. i knew the She only smoked when She was in a mean mood. I exhaled and wrapped my knuckles on Her door and steadied myself for the night to come. Excitment and fear mixed into lust as i listened to the approaching heels clicking towards me.

“Inside.” She said, leaving the door wide and stepping back inside. “Now kneel.” She was across the room now, back turned She did not need to look at me to know i obeyed as She purused the various devices hung on the wall.

Coming towards me i saw the black latex hood dangling in Her hand limp and lifeless. “Put this on.” She said throwing it at my chest.

Almost missing it i caught the hood in my lap and hestitated staring at the black mask as i free fell into sub space.

“Put it on I said” She repeated. “Why are you waiting?”
i nodded unconvincingly, “yes Miss, i am just a bit scared from last time.”