Banded · Part 2

Banded · Part 2 (2/2)
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her dream of being completely banded had come true and was afraid that she no longer had a choice of wearing them or not.

After thinking for a while she stood up on her new high heels and without being able to look at them knew they were different than the ones she had been wearing. Teetering on the heels she made it to the bathroom and looked in her large mirror and gasped, partially in horror and partially from excitement when she saw her new body. Staring at the collar she leaned close to the mirror and saw it was indeed like the mannequins, starting at the base of her skull around to just below her chin, she turned her head and found if she really pushed she could turn almost an inch to either side but could barely move her head up or down before the steel stopped it. The collar flowed down her neck holding it tightly making it appear longer before flaring over her shoulders a few inches then tapering down to a V shape that ended about two inches from the upper breast bands that circled her chest.

The collar was attached to the chest band by four chains, two coming from the bottom of the V with two more attached out at the ends of the collar near her shoulders making a W of chain holding the two pieces together.

Slowly lowering her eyes she took in the sight of her new breasts, gasping again as she saw them bulging over tighter and slightly wider bands at their bases but it was the four chains that went from the bases to her new nipple bands imbedded deeply into the tender flesh of her breasts that was bulging around them that made her stop and stare, as she studied them closer she could also see the her nipple bands were much wider and definitely tighter and with the locks still through them they were constantly being stretched outwards.

Studying the bands that went above and below her breasts she could see the upper band was about two inches wide but the bottom looked much wider and she thought maybe 4 inches, the bands held her breasts up firmly on her chest as the skin around each bulged over the bands that were squeezing her tight enough to make taking deep breaths difficult. A slight panic attack hit her as she twisted and pulled on the steel before calming herself and continued her inspection.

Looking at her reflection she saw what she had hoped wouldn’t be there, the new chastity belt, it had a much wider waist band than the mannequins in the center above where the crotch strap connected it had a small peak that was connected by another chain to the lower breast band. Running her hand down she was surprised to find that the cover plate was totally smooth as it flared out below the belt and disappeared between her legs, it didn’t look like the one the mannequin was wearing that would settle inside her pussy but she could still feel something inside her, as she tried to reach further she found she was only allowed to bend slightly before the chains stopped her so she grabbed a hand mirror and looked at her back in the large mirror.

The first thing she noticed was that the chest bands were not separate but had been connected every few inches by strips of steel making it look like a small steel ladder had been wrapped tightly around her chest. The collar and waist band had been attached to the chest bands by a single chain that looked to be a bit bigger than the ones in the front and when Missy tried to bend her back the chains pulled tight stopping her. While she was looking at her back she could see that her ass was bisected by a metal band, the shiny steel in her crack with the high thigh bands framed her ass making it look more firm and perky she thought to herself as she felt the opening and realized it too was different, not nearly as large as the other one meaning she would have to endure enemas until Juan freed her.

Looking at the thigh bands she could just make out the three connected eyelets keeping her upper thighs closely together before turning around and looking at the arms bands and feeling the skin that bulged over them as well thinking to herself that gaining weight was not an option as she tried to twist the steel finding that that had been formed to only fit one way. Looking at her legs she could see the lower thigh bands above and below her knees and was shocked when she realized that they were actually chained together along with her ankle cuffs, gasping again as she now could see her new shoes.

These were much taller than her others with a 3 inch platform made out of layers of steel tapering quickly to a small flat spot, her toes were barely visible out from under the wide strap that covered them and held them firmly in place, the post between her toes made sure she could not slip her foot forward and the second wide strap across the arch of her foot made it impossible to pull her foot out of the shoe, the two chains connecting the shoe to her ankle cuffs finished of the upper and she raised her foot to see the heel and was stunned to see how small in diameter the heel was and the fact that it was over 10 inches tall, it looked like a nail had been driven into the shoe bottom. Missy stood staring at her new jewelry turning and looking like a child with a new dress wondering why Juan had installed them the way he did before carefully walking to the kitchen for some water and aspirin.

Walking was different in the new heels and chains but Juan had cut the chains perfectly so even though her steps were restricted she could still walk to the fullest step allowed by the eyelets on the upper thigh bands. Drinking several glasses before rubbing some ice over her trapped breasts to ease the swelling she hoped, and arouse herself even further she returned to her bed and lay back for some more sleep. Only being in bed a few minutes before a sudden thought popped into her mind and she jumped up a quickly shuffled her way back to the mirror realizing she had not seen any key holes or hinges in her new jewelry!

After studying her new adornments again she knew they were not removable, Juan had permanently sealed her body in steel! Her body sagged in the steel as she tried to lean on her elbows scared that she had made a terrible and irreversible mistake that she can never undo. Shaking badly Missy staggered back to her bed lying back feeling the chains pull tight as she did she began to cry becoming even more scared as she ran her banded fingers over her steel encased body before falling asleep.

Waking several hours later Missy had hoped it was a dream but feeling her neck and looking at her hands she knew it was not a dream and decided she needed to see Juan. Pulling her long leather dress on and a thick sweater top with a high collar she shuffled her way to her car and drove to the shop. Walking in Juan immediately ordered her to get undressed, Missy was stunned, he had never treated her like that before and moved to the back room to get undressed.

Standing in her steel she waited for Juan to come back to see her, a few minutes passed when Juan entered the room and ordered her to stand still, he walked around her inspecting her even pulling on the bands at different places, when Missy went to speak he grabbed her face holding her mouth shut and said, "Be quiet!" After letting her go he walked behind her then slipped the large panel gag’s ball into her mouth and buckled it tightly before slipping a lock through the buckles. Missy tried to fight him but he completed his task telling her to calm down while holding her body tightly.

Missy settled down and stood panting through her nose as Juan started walking around her again before stopping and clipping a short chain to the cuffs at her elbows pulling them roughly behind her back. Missy twisted and thrashed pulling at the chain while Juan grabbed her wrists and clipped them close together then pulled the chain from them tight and clipped it to the chain between her knees keeping Missy’s arms stretched tight against her back and forcing her knees closer together.

Missy was now bound and gagged, naked except for the steel bands encircling her body as Juan spoke, "You came to me with a dream and I made it come true now you want to undo it, don’t you? Well it’s not possible and if you want to keep any chance of ever being free of my creations you will do as I say." Juan continued as he turned her to face him, "You will live at the shop and be my display model, you will wiggle that fine ass of yours around keeping my customers entertained and maybe if you do well enough I’ll remove the gag once in a while and maybe even let you work the fetish store"

Missy was staring at Juan with teary eyes as he told her, "You will wear the gag every day and until I trust you will have your arms bound every day, if you're good after a few weeks I’ll allow you to go home at night and if I grow tired of you maybe then I’ll work on a way to release you from some of your restraints so you can go about your life without bothering me!" With those words he wrapped a chain around her collar locking a large pad lock to it and pulled the struggling Missy out front and chained her to a pole next to the other mannequins and left her struggling.

Over the next two years Missy had grown accustomed to her steel coated body and being bound everyday while at work, she now wore the gag 24/7 only removing it to eat once a day, Juan had long ago allowed her to roam free and go home whenever she wanted but she almost always stayed at the shop and always wore the gag with the keys in Juan’s pocket. During the following two years Missy spent all of her non-working time bound in some way and Juan had added many more bands of steel around her body, originally for demonstration purposes and then just out of meanness making her look more like a robot than a woman.

The last year she never left the shop and had been completely covered in steel even her head had been covered by the tight bands making it that she had no choice but to stay at the shop. Juan had found a gold mine, his business had expanded and now had three more locations all with their own Missy’s but none of them trapped permanently like the original Missy. During Missy’s incarceration Juan had been working on ways to remove the bands and after many tests he had fine-tuned a way that would allow him to remove the steel from anyone that wanted it with minimal risk of damaging them.

During the last five years Missy had celebrated her birthday alone and usually chained in some uncomfortable position for the entire day, this year started off the same as Juan’s assistant, who hated Missy, chained her compliant body in as strict a hogtie as her metal skin allowed, Missy just laid still gasping through her nose before she felt a rag placed over her mouth and fell asleep.

Waking again in her bedroom she instinctively went to unlock the front door of the shop before realizing she was at home! Her head felt heavy and she reached up to see if Juan had removed the locks holding the gag in and found the gag was not there, feeling desperately around her body she found that not only was the gag gone but her breasts were free and there was no steel around her neck but her own leather collar was there. She could see her wrists still had the cuffs on them as did her ankles but there were no thigh bands or chains anywhere!

She collapsed on the floor trying to figure out if it had all been a dream until she saw the marks the tight bands had left, she grabbed her pussy and felt something different and made herself go to the large mirror and saw it was her old chastity belt, confused she went to where her keys were and found them lying right where she had left them and quickly released her belt, letting it drop to the floor and thrust her unchained fingers into her pussy. The feeling was incredible and she quickly came and sat on the floor gasping. What happened she wondered as she recovered from the massive orgasm. She had to talk to Juan and turned on the shower and removed her collar only to find her neck muscles could not support her neck and she quickly wrapped it tightly around her neck and climbed into the shower.

The hot water felt wonderful as she thoroughly cleaned her body then dried it carefully before styling her hair for the first time in five years and applied her makeup, she wanted to wear a pants suit but decided on leather pants that pulled tightly around her ass making her feel hugged all over before grabbing a t-shirt and sliding it over her head. The knee high boots with a modest 4 inch heel were next and she was ready to go. Missy had worn the collar exposed often and didn’t care what anyone thought about it as she drove carefully feeling like she had almost forgot how to the shop.

Walking in it took a few seconds before everyone realized who she was and started clapping and hugging her, she was turning beet red when Juan walked up and said, "It’s about time you came back we have all missed you". She smiled at him and hugged him for a long time before he led her into the back room and she saw her metal bands scattered around the room from where he had removed them. She was crying as she tried to ask why but Juan stopped her and said, "Five years was enough I hope, to satisfy your desires to be locked away forever and I hope this was a good 30th birthday present" Missy crying loudly shook her head as she continued to hug Juan before he said, "I have all the money you earned as a sales associate for the last five years and kept your apartment for you just as it was when we started."

"You can continue to work here with or without the bands I can even remove the cuffs if you want, I just left them for you to choose but I will not permanently lock anything else on you ever again."

Missy sat down as Juan went back to work and everyone came back to visit with her and each told her of how Juan had taken care of her for the last month while she was being released and how much care he had given her through the whole ordeal and all wished her a happy birthday when they left the room. Missy sat for the rest of the day in the chair that she had been chained to for the last five years until the shop closed and Juan helped her to her car and followed her home.

When she got inside she asked Juan, "If I missed being banded would you hate me?" Juan laughed and opened a large box in her living room showing her a complete set of steel bands that were all lockable and smiled and said, "I would be disappointed if you didn’t miss them" Missy smiled and stared at the steel with trepidation wondering if she could last without them now. "They are here anytime you want then, but why don’t you give it a few days before you lock yourself away again"

Missy thanked him for everything as she closed the door, thinking about nothing but the steel as she moved around her apartment like she was lost. Two days later Juan had not heard from Missy so he went by her apartment and found her in a strict hogtie on her bed wearing all the steel bands he had left for her and her large gag locked on. As he looked around her apartment for the keys he found them smashed and broken lying next to a hammer and her knew she was never going to want to be released from them or him again. She had looked at him with glossy eyes when he had come into the bedroom but made no noise as he left the apartment leaving her tightly bound by herself until he figured out what he was going to do with her apartment and her furniture and where he was going to keep her knowing she was going to need him for the rest of her life.

Missy sagged in her hogtie smiling to herself knowing Juan knew what she wanted and that he would take care of her, she only hoped he would release her hogtie soon because she had been held in the severe arch for almost twenty four hours already and was becoming uncomfortable. The next day Juan returned and set Missy’s bound body into the large box that her steel had been in and had the movers carry the box to the truck and she stayed in the hot truck until all her possessions had been packed and moved into the truck and as she heard the truck rumble off she hoped they were taking her to Juan’s shop to be unpacked and used as his display again.

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