Straitjacket Blues 3: Stories of Unease: Volume 3

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Although not over-familiar with her proposed, still unsuspecting collaborator in this weird venture, one of the few things Amy did know for certain about Jenny was where she lived, as it was only a stone’s throw from her own apartment. And it was also only a short distance away from the venue which Amy had chosen as the location for her incarceration; for didn’t captivity deserve a fittingly isolated and dramatic setting for it to truly create the desired atmosphere and ambi Mmm,” I said through the stuffing and the gag. I was more mesmerized by his looks and my response was rather thinking, ‘wow, you’re damn hot boy’. Sometimes called a “Spanish donkey,” this torture device is made just like a carpenter’s sawhorse, except that the top of the horizontal board rises to a sharp peak. Prisoners were made to straddle the mule while heavy weights were tied to their feet. One of the actual weights can be seen on the left side in the above photo. Abi: Then you really shouldn’t be here as one of us. I’m hoping to get out soon but it’s never a time you want here.

This is the suicide watch cell,” Nurse Marie said. “We have two and getting more. Basically, any girl who exhibits suicide-like tendencies is brought here. She’s strip naked, attached to cuffs,” she pulled down one to show us, “and kept standing or even cuffed to the wall. We keep them naked and there’s only this,” she pointed to a small hole, “for body relief.” All of us emitted scared muffled tones. “No, we won’t demonstrate.” Phew. Do I have your attention young lady,” Dr Blymire continued, not raising her voice but leaning her head forward toward the gagged girl. Good afternoon, Peter. Please step onto the scales. And you will need to slip off your gown too. We need your exact weight, without clothes”. And finally, since silence is required for all patients to prevent verbal assault and unnecessary conversation, we need to put this muzzle on each of you.” She held up a sealed plastic bag, inside was a large panel device with a protruding, threaded knob and an assortment of leather straps attached. “This will fill your mouth without causing unnecessary strain. It is also hypoallergenic so it can be worn for hours without changing.”Ok, ok…I give!” I heard Jocasta cried. She always had a lesser threshold or stamina than myself in these sorts of games so I indicated Jon to stop. Jo thankfully indicated through her gag she was fine but we all decided to give this station and break and try it again tomorrow. Dressed and taped up, Jon offered to treat up to coffee and tea and then Jo indicated she wanted to rest early at home. Being a faithful elder sister, I agreed and we agreed to meet at the entrance to the club. Oh, parents want to meet up but I want to try that dungeon area we encountered during yesterday’s tour.”

Bri rolled her eyes, it seemed like just about every week Ryan had a new passion for something new, from being a race car driver to an astronaut. Oh, it’s just a Sazerac, here, ” he produced another straw and I sipped. “Like it?” I nodded. I wasn’t showing off; it was really good. It was then an announcement mentioned that the first round of dancing would begin. “The theme is 90s music. All must be paired up, boy and girl. Judges will be looking for style and type restraints and gags. Get to the floor!” The boys looked around and naturally there was one short. Avena however spotted some guy she met much earlier on, Daren, who was willing to pair with her and let his girl, Vanessa sit out bound to the railing. Jo reluctantly got Jaigo while I silently was grateful that I was paired with Jon.An hour later in a darkened room, Laura was strapped firmly but not tightly to a wave-less waterbed, heated precisely to her skin temperature to help and sever any sensory input. She was covered with only thin cotton sheets over her breasts and crotch to keep moisture from dripping on her those areas and awakening her. An intravenous drip with a computerized metering device had been started in her left arm, which alternated a special sedative, kept in tune with an electroencephalograph. A tube was inserted into her mouth both to deaden her taste buds and to keep her teeth apart–the sound of teeth grinding was carefully controlled and to keep her from swallowing her tongue in case of an induced epileptic episode. A catheter was inserted into her urethra to drain any urine, though there was hardly any. Laura’s eyes were covered by a tight blindfold. On her head was strapped a pair of headphones, through which instructions, messages, propaganda, noise, news, information, and other aural stimulation were introduced or, if desired, no sound at all was allowed. More wires were attached to measure her brain activity, breathing and hearth rate. But how was I to go about this monumental task? Well, with Tamsin already jiggling around, I decided that the first thing to do was to reciprocate, in the hope that she got the same thrill from the movement of my body as I did from hers. It would take time and patience, I knew that only too well. But time was most definitely on my side in this regard, for what else were we to do with all those hours to fill - a few days even, if Mandy and Kirsty were to be believed - with nothing else to occupy ourselves? There would be an almost unlimited period in which to practice, plenty of scope to show Tamsin just how gorgeous being tied up could be, and ample time for her to come around to my way of thinking. The idea of extended prison sentences didn’t really come about until the 18th century. Before that, prisoners were held for a couple days, possibly tortured to induce a confession, and then taken before a judge for sentencing.

When we invited you around for the evening, I asked you what you’d like to do. And I distinctly remember your response word for word. You said “I don’t mind, we can do whatever you like”. So that’s what we’re doing now – what we like. And what we want is a companion for Steve on his longest ever stint in bondage. He’ll get lonely otherwise... and you’re just his type.” Just as she shut the front door after saying goodbye to Bri, she turned around and saw her mother standing there, holding a very large red ball gag. Kimmy’s eyes widened at the massive size of the gag. Bri peered down into the basket. To her surprise, the basket was filled with rope and quite a few bandanas and scarves as well. “Wow, you really did,” she said hesitantly, unsure if she would actually be able to escape. This is one of the several cafeterias around the castle. There’s of course the restaurant which some of some may have tried earlier, but of course, nothing beats cheap food. “Ok, lunch time. But first, some rules. One, naturally the men will buy the food. The ladies will be bound to the benches over there. Actually, if you see the red colour benches across the grounds, these are benches where girls can be left bound. Our male staff will always come by so that no bound lady is really left unguarded. Two, there are discount meals for those who booked their meals. Three, the toilets are there,” Johannes pointed, “but ladies must be at least gagged when entering. Alright, let’s return an hour and fifteen minutes from now.”Jmmnthmmm,” I cried through my gag as I ran towards him. As he embraced my bound body, I arched my head upwards towards and attempted to kiss him…. She was indeed angry. “I don’t care what you ‘thought’, Peter! This is real! You signed the contract! A legal contract, and you SIGNED it! You probably didn’t read it, but that’s your problem. So forget what ‘you thought’! You are an inmate here now! You are a male slave! You had better learn the rules here, and fast! I don’t have any more patience with you! You must start to learn, or you must suffer the consequences!” The nurses ignored my protests as one bent down and attached the leg restraints. Ow! Nurse Marie then retrieved the bag and tore it open, revealing the muzzle.

Uhmm,” I nodded trying to find a comfy way to sit. But with a diaper, plastic panties on and crotch strap digging in, it was quite impossible. Very well. As you can see, I can read your thoughts via the transducer attached to your forehead so there’s no need for you to try to talk via your gag. Now, listen carefully to the voice you will be hearing. Answer the questions, in a ‘yes’ or ‘no’ and answer in your mind not through gag speak. Understand?” Laura nodded. “I’ll be monitoring,” she concluded and disappeared from view. Having gleaned what I was dressed in and why, that I’d tied myself up of my own accord, that I couldn’t get out again, and that, as well as my limbs being out of action, my powers of sight and speech had also been curtailed, Tamsin started along another line of questioning; the ultimate answer to which would shape the events of the night ahead...and even further into the future. This,” she whispered, “is what it looks inside. The patient is strapped to a mattress fixed on the ground. She doesn’t get to move up until it is feeding time and gets only one hour of controlled exercise each day. She’s diapered full time. You,” she gestured to the redhead. “Come and demonstrate.” The petrified girl was laid down and the nurses strapped her in. “This is how high-risk patients remain for years. Do you want this treatment?” We all shuddered. Then I recommend that you have one, since you will be on a farm for your training. I can give you one now, if you wish”.For a second or two, Tamsin didn’t seem to understand the question. And to be blunt, neither did I. As Tamsin blushed and stuttered, Mandy turned her attentions to me. Afraid of what I might do, I fled the condo to an emergency appointment with my therapist, Molly. She recommended I talk to a psychologist friend of hers who worked at Elmcrest, who in turn advised me to talk to the admitting psychiatrist. After about two hours of sleeping she awoke and wriggled around a bit, before complaining her arms were sore. I loosened the arm strap in the hope that it'd give her another few hours, but no dice. After several minutes she indicated she'd need to be let loose, then made her way to bed (while I began my overnight work-from-home gig). She's been sound asleep ever since. Hours later, Laura was stiff from the extremely tight bondage as well the cold temperature of her room or rather cell. Yes, Dr Blymire and Nurse Jodie has lowered her room temperature and pumped a special gas into her room. Just as Laura thought she would roll over frozen, the cell door shifted open.