The physio practice part 4

Only now did Sara notice that there was another door on the side of the doctor's office. Daniela opened it and led Sara into a tiny anteroom, which had two more doors.

Daniela grabbed the helplessly bound Sara by one of the loops of the straitjacket, pushed her into the anteroom and opened one of the doors. Sara could see that in the adjoining room all the walls and even the floor were covered with thick white padding, probably some kind of imitation leather!

The so-called individual waiting room was nothing more than a padded cell measuring about 2 x 3 m. And there was no doubt that Sara would spend at least the next two hours there, alone and helpless, strapped into a mercilessly tight straitjacket.

Sara suddenly felt weak in the knees. It was no great surprise that she fell right onto the padded floor of the cell when Daniela gave her a push through the cell door. The floor was really very soft, because she didn't hurt herself when she fell onto her side.

"Relax, sweetie!" Daniela said again with her broad grin. Sara slowly realized that she hadn't been entirely clear about the game she had let herself in for. The sudden change in tone and Daniela's choice of words seemed to indicate that this establishment had only a very limited connection to the health care system. Daniela closed the door, which of course was also padded on the inside of the cell.

Sara crouched on the floor and looked around. There was a small observation slot in the door, and a rather dull light from indirect lighting shone down on her from the ceiling. Sara managed to get to her feet with her bound upper body and look through the slot in the door. But the glass was obviously mirrored and she couldn't see anything. Suddenly she was overcome with anger: "Open the door, you assholes! Let me out!" But nothing happened. There was nothing to be heard either. Apparently the padding in the cell had a very soundproof effect. Sara repeated her calls, but everything remained silent.

It can't really be that difficult to get out of a straitjacket like that, Sara thought. She had seen it on TV shows. But no matter how much she bent and how hard she pulled, there was absolutely no room in the jacket. She couldn't pull her arms apart or raise or lower them in any way. Sara's arms were tied to the point of complete immobility. In an act of desperation, she pulled with all her might on all sides at once, but nothing on the jacket changed its position. The only thing that happened was that the belt, about 5 cm wide, made itself felt through her crotch in a strangely erotic way. After a while, she got so angry that she started to scream: "Help! Let me out of here! You filthy pigs!" Nothing happened.

After a moment, Daniela's voice apparently came from a small, hidden speaker on the ceiling: "Be good, my darling! Just relax! Your turn will come later! And if you keep making such a racket, I'll have to extend your immobilization... hmmm...! And I mean 'quiet' quite literally! You heard that the doctor has given me permission to react accordingly to any possible indispositions!" Silence again.

Sara sat down on the floor of the cell and actually wanted to try to relax. But the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.The next emotional outburst came immediately: "This is deprivation of liberty, you assholes! I'm reporting you all! You can't do that to me!" Sara repeated these screams a few more times, but nothing seemed to happen. Suddenly the cell door opened and Sara was relieved to think of being released. Now they've got it, she thought to herself.

It wasn't the doctor who came in, but Daniela again, who had a very stern expression on her face. Daniela stood in front of the tied-up Sara, hiding her hands behind her back. The two stood facing each other for a moment, and Sara tried to look just as stern as Daniela. Sara noticed that Daniela's outfit had obviously changed a little. Although she was still wearing a white coat, as is usual for medical professionals, it was much too short! Daniela was also wearing surprisingly high heels, and the white fishnet stockings didn't seem to suit medical personnel. Not to mention the suspenders that peeked out from the bottom of the coat, which was much too short. Somehow it didn't fit the situation that Daniela was hiding something behind her back.

Actually, it was just like a whistle in the woods when Sara said: "Thank you for coming to let me out of the straitjacket again!" Daniela said nothing, but dropped whatever she had hidden behind her back. She grabbed Sara again by one of the loops of the jacket and pushed her onto the soft floor. Then Daniela turned Sara onto her stomach and squatted over her back. Sara noticed that Daniela was obviously trying to stuff something like a big red rubber ball into her mouth. So she immediately kept her mouth tightly closed. But suddenly Daniela pinched the bound and helpless Sara's nose. So Sara intuitively opened her mouth to breathe and - whoosh - Daniela had pushed the ball into her mouth right past her teeth.

Sara noticed that this ball was made of silicone or something similar. It was very soft. When she bit it, it gave way a little, but when she tried to bite down further, it became rock hard. Biting it was also quite tiring, because the ball seemed quite large. When she relaxed her lower jaw, the ball pushed her mouth open and filled it completely, so that Sara could only manage a very muffled "Mmmmmmpf!" at best. Sara could also feel what appeared to be a strap being fastened tightly around her neck...

... sequel follows

- Ligoteur

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