Total $362. Humane Restraint can customise the straps.
Please note the wrist and ankle straps can be pre-installed on the bed before the prisoner even enters the room. The chest strap can have one end attached to the bed as well. A cooperative prisoner can be restrained at the wrist and ankles in about 20 seconds by one person if the bed is set-up first. The chest strap takes a little more time.
Also note this prisoner's left wrist is way too loose. He can probably leave when ever he wants.
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A second strap can be places over the legs to minimize movement.
` Female Amateur Hero x Male Villain Doctor (pt. 5)
"He's too invested in her," Supervillain remarks, watching the CCTV live as Villain watches Hero perform another electrocution test.
It's been a few days of constant testing on her fledgling powers. Usually Supervillain is present in person. Other times, they elect to watch from the security room. Such as it is.
"Nah, he's just bored. Only four of us up in this bitch, you know," Villainess drawls from her casual stance at the door, "Besides, he hasn't fucked in a while, too. Don't rule that out."
"We're talking about Doctor, not you, Villainess. You'd fuck a snake if it hissed at you," Supervillain sighs.
"Don't kink-shame me, Boss bitch. I was doing catwalks before you knew how to stand up," and she sees herself out, hips thrusting side to side as her shoulders perk and sway.
Supervillain leans on their elbows, eyes peering over their pyramid-locked hands, "You'd better just be horny, Doctor…" they say, watching the screen.
They hear a squeal from Hero. It must have been loud for the crackled speakers to pick it up.
"You're gonna have to learn to not be ticklish," Villain doctor says.
"I'm not ticklish," she frowns, as Doctor pushes up her short sleeves. "You caught me off guard."
He chuckles, wrapping the blood pressure machine around her around her arm, "I know. That's why."
Hero decides to change the subject before he teases further. "Did my currents last longer this time?"
"Mhm, a few seconds longer. But you keep blowing them out with your combustive powers."
She doesn't like that he noticed. "The electricity feels too weak. But when I try to make it stronger..." she flexes her fingers and sparks burst from her palms, "Fuck."
"Well, that's tomorrow's problem," the Doctor smiles. He snatches up a roll of electrical tape. "We should call it a wrap for tonight."
Hero doesn't have time to be annoyed by his corny joke. She takes a step back when she sees the tape in his hands.
"Actually, I think I got enough in me for another test."
Villain's brow raises, "Oh yeah? I could have sworn you were exhausted just a sec ago."
"Yeah, well, you challenged me. I gotta hold the electricity without combusting it, right?"
Before he can answer, she whips around and touches one of the dusty old wires by the dilapidated monitors. Immediately, the screen flashes into life, displaying a scrawling pattern of colored squares broken only by white noise.
But the second the screen turns steady, a burst shoots from Hero's palm, knocking the Jurrassic equipment over.
"Shit--" she tries the next one. The colored squares a little more vibrant and her burst doesn't come quite as soon. But when it does, the monitor knocks over the last old equipment she could attempt to turn on. "Okay, I'm sure there's some broken stuff out there, right?"
Hero turns around to see Villain standing with his arms crossed.
"You're failing on purpose, Starflower," he remarks, that dimple forming on his left cheek.
"One more time, okay? I swear, I'll get it, I just--" Villain takes her hands in his. The spark on her fingers dies with her spunk, "--I don't want to be put down yet."
"Oh come on, I'm not putting you down," he laughs, "I'm just swaddling you up so you're cozy."
"Like I'm a kid?"
"No. Like you're a feral cat that hasn't be declawed."
He begins to wrap up one of her hands with electrical tape.
"Do you have to?" she mumbles, "I haven't given you trouble for awhile."
"Well, if I remember correctly, the last time I gave you a chance, you sunburned my chest."
When she tries to pull away, he tugs down his collar. Hero's resistance melts at the sight of the red, blistered skin around his collarbone. She knows the skin looks worse lower down.
"Does it hurt?" she asks, not sure if she wants to.
He finishes her first hand. Chuckling, he starts her second one.
"Yeah, it hurts like a bitch and I need you to settle down so I can take this stupid 'professional' shirt off."
"It's itching the burn?"
Villain gives her a look that's both miffed and amused, "Yes, two plus two is still four, last I checked."
Hero drops her gaze before she flushes. "I mean, if--if you need to take it off now--"
He pauses a moment, a strange glint in his pupils. "You know what? I'll bite."
Villain shrugs his doctor's jacket off his shoulders. His business shirt follows the same way.
As the shirt falls away, Hero can already see the blistered skin showing beneath his sleeveless v-neck. And the knot in his shoulder where her ice bullet struck him.
"There, see your destruction," he smirks.
Hero forces herself to only look at the injuries. Red stretches across his chest, covering a nipple. Before she can remark, the Doctor takes her unwrapped hand and touches it to his chest.
"Dude--"
"What? You'll think I'm lying."
The skin under her palm is very, very warm. It almost scorches her hand as she touches it. That's just the effect of his skin, isn't it?
"Shit, you're burning up," she mumbles, realizing too late that she spoke it out loud.
"See? This is what you could do to one of your enemies," he says.
Hero feels a rush of power in her chest. Electricity nearly pulses from her fingertips and she feels a current of strength behind her eyes.
"And...to the person you care about most."
Her stomach drops into ice. She sees the vision of a young face, burned beyond recognition, screaming her name. Watches her father's flaming corpse sink to the bottom of the river.
Gasping, Hero stumbles back.
The doctor has an odd look in his eyes but she doesn't stare long enough to figure out what it is. She's torn with guilt and anger towards herself.
"I hate being a late bloomer," she sighs, not knowing where to let her eyes fall, "Why can't I be a natural at this like literally every fucking--"
A lump in her throat chokes out her words. She's said too much already. His eyes gesture to her unwrapped hand. Nodding, she puts it up for him to finish.
"This is why we do what we do, hm? So you can learn to control these powers." Villain remarks. Hero doesn't answer.
They don't exchange much words as the doctor straps her in to the hospital bed. He dims the lights before gathering up his jacket and shirts.
"...Doc?" he pauses at the door. Hero bites her lip, unsure how to choose her words, "I'm not a freak, right?"
"No. Maybe you'd be cooler if you were," the ghost of a wink crosses his face. " 'Night."
The door clicks shut and she can hear him walking down the hall. She waits a good ten minutes after his footprints fade away before she begins to worm her wrist out from the leather strap holding it down. And she prays that the access door to the roof is unlocked again tonight...
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