The physio practice part 5

Sara felt a strap being fastened tightly around her neck to secure the ball gag. She heard Daniela say spitefully, "Speech is silver, silence is gold, my dear! I warned you!" Sara flailed wildly with her lower legs, but that was all she could do as she lay on her stomach with Daniela squatting on her back. She felt Daniela place more straps belonging to the ball gag around her head. Like an upside-down V, with Sara's nose in the center, Daniela pulled the straps over Sara's face and then over her head. Everything was pulled tight at the back.

Suddenly, Daniela turned Sara onto her back: "Let me take a look at you, my darling!" Sara quickly realized why she had been turned over: Daniela fastened another strap under her chin. Now it was impossible to push the ball out with her tongue, open or close her mouth, or even say a word.

"Mmmmmmmmpf! Mmpf, mmpf!" But Daniela grinned wickedly and said, "That gag harness looks good on you! You should wear it more often, hehe! Besides, the other patients won't be scared off by your screaming anymore! Now lie down or do whatever you want. Kicking won't do any good anyway. Relax! I'll keep an eye on you to make sure you behave properly!"

After Daniela left and closed the cell door, Sara sat – literally speechless – on the floor of her cell. Her padded cell. She'd heard somewhere that such rooms weren't supposed to exist anymore and were more commonly referred to as "crisis rooms." However, the patients there were certainly no longer tied up, and certainly not gagged! Apparently, she'd ended up in a private bondage/fetish practice.

Sara sat on the floor, somewhat resigned, trying to breathe with the gag. But the thing wouldn't budge a millimeter! Not only had she been strapped into a tight-fitting straitjacket, but she'd also been gagged extremely efficiently! Almost resignedly, she pulled on the jacket sleeves again, but nothing happened. Lowering her arms was impossible because of the loops, and when she pulled them up, the crotch strap began its strange, almost erotic game.

Sara decided to stretch out and relax. She lay on her back on the soft floor of the padded cell, fidgeting listlessly in the straitjacket. At some point, she realized that she had actually relaxed a bit, and that it was fun to fidget a little, especially because of the crotch strap, which made itself felt with every arm movement.

Suddenly her mood changed. "What am I even doing here? And how do I get out of here?" Sara jumped up as best she could with her restrained arms and threw herself with all her strength against the padded cell door. And against the walls too. But apart from feeling hot and grunting a few times, nothing happened. In a desperate move, she began kicking the door. Maybe she could kick it in? She kicked again and again, at least ten times, until her feet hurt. At some point, she gave up and sat back down on the cell floor.

The door promptly opened, and a grim-looking Daniela entered. "Stop that nonsense! I already warned you about the screaming, hence the gag. And if you want to trample everything in here, I'll stop you!" For emphasis, Daniela dropped something on the cell floor and continued: "Besides, you've been naughty! Not only the rebellion, I saw that you seem to enjoy playing with the crotch strap! But we're going to stop your rebellion now... or rather, we're going to put a stop to it! Heehee."

Daniela pushed Sara, who was sitting on the floor, over, turned her onto her stomach and sat on her lower legs.Sara felt something being placed around her ankles and strapped tight...

... sequel follows

- Ligoteur

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