Straitjacket Blues 3: Stories of Unease: Volume 3

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Straitjacket Blues 3: Stories of Unease: Volume 3

Straitjacket Blues 3: Stories of Unease: Volume 3

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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. I don’t what time it was later when I heard the cell door open. Nurse Marie and the same nurse who spoon-fed me came in. “Time to sleep Cathy,” the head nurse announced. Ok, why not let my crawl to the mattress? Then I saw what was in the junior nurse hand. Her body was coated with sweat and streaked with white salt deposits. The aides massaged her arms and walked her up and down the ward until she said she could feel her limbs. Someone gave her some apple juice to sip. Now it was time to ensure that Mandy and Kirsty got some peace and quiet whilst I remained here. Ever the resourceful type, if I ever snagged or laddered a pair of tights whilst putting them on or wearing them in the convention sense, I never disposed of them, but always kept them to utilise in other ways. Hence the reason that the medium I used for gagging myself today happened to be a pair of less than pristine hosiery. Scrunching these up into a ball, I opened my mouth and pushed the yielding bundle into the space behind my teeth. A female escapologist looks for the ultimate challenge - and, unfortunately (for her, at least), finds it . . .

It sounds like you’re having some suicidal ideation. Have you tried to harm yourself?” she asked. I shook my head. 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. Well Sayle actually tried it once with Martyn, Avena tried it with her friends,” I was surprised to hear that. “And Jocasta has a medical condition in her well you where.” My dad never like to mention female private parts. Those were the main rules when I found myself in front. Dad went to register himself as the ‘guardian’ and after he signed up, I was led into another room where a lady without restraints introduced herself as ‘Nurse Deborah’, and asked me if I understood the rules. I responded yes through my present gag. I took off my clothes as instructed.Fummu,” Freyja cursed her and miraculously managed to stand up. The two nurses on duty tensed and advanced towards her. With all her strength, Freyja lunged towards them, head-butting one of them. An alarm blared and other nurses, including Nurse Marie barged in. The rebellious girl was sedated and carried out once more. And that’s the way things developed from there on. At least twice a week I would walk round to their sprawling mansion and either handcuff and tie myself up - firstly relinquishing any keys or release devices to the girls - or, if my bonds were to be something I couldn’t get into alone, hand over control to Mandy and Kirsty for them to do the honours. And I have to say, when they did get their hands on the ropes and other bondage equipment in my extensive stash, the zeal and passion with which they worked showed that this was a labour of love.

But…but..this is unfair. I can explain all those times!” Laura protested and tried to give explanations. Dr Blymire simply pulled out sheets which were reports by her classmates and professors on her outbursts and even acts of violence. “Laura, you aren’t cured yet. You’re a danger to society…” Now. Listen up.You need to learn the facts of life here. Women are in charge here. You, as a male, have no say. None at all. This is a private organization of dominant, sadistic women. Our primary purpose is to find suitable males (like you, Peter), make them into slaves, and keep them to suffer for our enjoyment. But, we are also practical…..this place needs a lot of work and upkeep, so we also use our male slaves for the labour we need. The arrangement works out very well! This is NOT one of your foolish fantasies, Peter! This is a real, working farm, with REAL slaves doing REAL work” Evening,” he greeted. “You look…beautiful.” He was in a shiny suit and unbuttoned collar with a striped loose tie. He could be naked for all I care but still handsome. If that still didn’t force a confession, the executioner (who was often in charge of interrogation, too) would simply shatter their fingertips with a hammer.The third chamber was also a tank of water where a girl naked with only cloth around her breasts and crotch was laid in. This time, a IV drip was added besides the wires. “That contains a special mixture of drugs to change one’s disturbed thoughts slowly over time,” Nurse Marie said. “Sometimes, it takes several days of lying there before the patient improves.” We again all shuddered at the sight. It’s going to be a fun time,” he said, slowly removing the ball. Noticing my drool, he produced a hanky, wiped it, raised my drink to my lips, raised his, then with cheers we drank. He talked more about American and British sports and then as the clouds parted, identified the different stars and constellations. Then there was moment of silence, me admiring his looks while him not able to stop focusing on my pushed-out cleavage and well intentionally parted legs. Amy sighed deeply with regret. She’d known all along that this impasse was going to surface, but had until now put off taking steps to remedy the situation. For she knew that, without the assistance of someone to help her, there was no way she could utilise her new most treasured possession to its fullest potential. And there lay her dilemma. For Amy knew of no one within her circle of friends that she would feel comfortable with asking for help. We have a room over there,” he directed and Melissa was sitting bound to a bar sitting with some other girls her age watching some TV programme. Meanwhile, we learnt what this game was. Each boy would be given a series of materials and the female victim would bound and gagged within a certain timeframe. If they didn’t manage or the bindings and gag weren’t secured properly, points be deducted. Conversely, if deemed successful, they would move on to a more complex challenge and win prize.



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