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Captive audience….
gagged straitjacket
The road to academic success often skirts the tumultuous route of torture and doubt.
Our promising savant lacks focus and it seems that a creative method of establishing better behaviour is required.
Belt and braces…..
Pic: Muffled Screams.
JJ’s legs were just about working…..the sedative in her drink clearly not powerful enough, but she was satisfactorily incapacitated for the heavy leather straitjacket to be put on her, along with the muzzle gag.
A date night in the exclusive hotel was turning into a nightmare as she fought her way out of the suite and staggered down the hall….bouncing off the walls as she tried to balance in her heels. Her skirt had been removed, but at least her pantyhose and underwear was left untouched.
As she neared the end of the hall, she saw the bellboy. JJ begged for help as much as she could. The bellboy walked up to her and grabbed her by the shoulders….spinning her around and gently guiding her back toward the room. The grinning bastard who drugged her was waiting, ready to dish out a very generous tip…..
The young heiress was kept nice and quiet in the servants quarters.
The Butler, Mr Mallory was under strict instructions to ensure Miss Ambrosia wouldn’t scandalise the family any more than she had done. But was it necessary to strip her naked before the straitjacket was placed on?
Who could say………Mr Mallory had his own ideas on discipline……the tight crotch strap of the restraining attire was spitefully digging into her pussy lips, and it was a certainty that Miss Ambrosia’s gag would be significantly augmented before Lady Charterhouse arrived.
A situation she doesn’t look thrilled about.
Sarah’s part time amateur superheroine gig was going as well as you could imagine…..
Doctor Adams had heard enough. L’il Missy’s proclamations about being the finest bondage model on the planet had irked our academic.
It seems the good doctor wasn’t a stranger to the embrace of the rope or the muzzle of a gag. The proud bragging of an upstart therefore invited a practical test of the damsel’s credentials. Luckily, Doctor Adams kept the requisite equipment on hand and made sure L’il Missy could enjoy her predicament.
Next up, the rubber room….