The physio practice part 6

Daniela pushed Sara, who was sitting on the floor, to the side, grabbed her legs, and turned her onto her stomach. She sat on Sara's lower legs, facing her feet. Sara could feel something being placed around her ankles and strapped tight. Still looking at Sara's feet, Daniela slid a little further up until she was sitting on Sara's bottom. Then she took one of the leather straps she had previously dropped on the cell floor and tied Sara's knees tightly together as well. "Almost done!" said Daniela, and Sara felt Daniela stand up and fasten something to the back of her jacket with another strap. To her simultaneous astonishment and horror, Sara felt her bound feet being lifted and apparently somehow strapped to the back of her jacket.

"Ever heard of a hogtie, sweetheart? Oh, you can't even answer with the gag! In any case, you know by now! No more fun and no more stomping around! There you go! And what cute little toes you have..." That was a rather unexpected remark! Still, it wasn't entirely surprising when Sara noticed Daniela fiddling with her toes.

Daniela obviously knew what she was doing, because it tickled like hell! "Hi, hehe-hahaha!" Sara wanted to scream, but only a muffled "Miiiimmmpff" came out through the gag. "Are you ticklish, my darling? Let me see!" Daniela stroked Sara's trapped and upward-fixed feet with her long fingernails. "Miiiimmmpff, Miiiimmmpff! Miiiiiiihihimmmpff!" In a pause for breath, Sara heard Daniela say, "Excuse me? I'm always amazed at how effective this gag system is! You know, a clever patient who was initially rather skeptical about the gag once said: "It somehow keeps the bubbles in the champagne!" Anyway, I have to prepare something else now. Don't run away from me in the meantime, hehe!"

The moment Daniela slammed the door behind her, Sara slowly regained consciousness. She quickly realized that she was tightly and comprehensively bound, with her arms strapped around her torso and her feet pulled up behind her.

Still lying on her stomach, she tried to roll over, but found it very difficult with her knees and ankles tied together. Apart from wriggling on the spot, the best she could do was crawl a little, but only in increments of a few centimeters. And every time she tried, the belt in her crotch made itself felt again... She had to admit, she was still somehow pleasantly surprised by this. However, the tickling attack before had been much more intense – it was simply insane! She had actually always wanted to be tickled so mercilessly and relentlessly. Despite her more than unusual position, she was a little sorry that Daniela had let up so quickly.

After a few moments, the length of which she couldn't have quantified, her logical mind kicked in again. What a strange situation! How would this end? Or rather, how would it continue?

Well, all in all, she found it almost interesting and found herself feeling more curious than anxious. Sara was self-confident and not claustrophobic. And at some point, the announced two hours in the "individual waiting room" would be over. So she decided to relax. And indeed, the tight, constant self-hug made her feel strangely secure, and the soft floor and the literally soft surroundings around her had a more calming than frightening effect on her. "Admit it!" she thought to herself."You told the 'doctor,' or whatever that person was, yourself: You always feel stressed and rushed, and with every step in your life, you're planning the next and the ten following actions! So let yourself go and relax! You don't need to do anything right now because you're not capable of it anyway!" And so she dozed off, feeling completely at peace with herself.

- Ligoteur

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