Finding Lori · Part 1

Finding Lori · Part 1 (1/2)
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I am walking quickly through the large hallways of a state run mental facility surrounded by surly interns who are very unhappy people made even unhappier by the confusion and determination my presence has caused. The ordeal started two months ago when I was told my dear friend and fellow bondage enthusiast Lori had been committed by the state into the mental facility. After an extensive search I found her location and bluffed my way to be told the particulars of her incarceration. I knew Lori well and her deep seated desire to experience the most stringent bondage she could. She had worked for several years as a nurse at two different mental facilities until she was found wearing a tight straight jacket and leg binder locked in a “quiet” room.

Lori and another nurse had occasionally strapped the other into various restraints often leaving them over night locked inside one of the padded rooms. I knew from past experiences with Lori’s desires to be bound that if she suppressed her need for too long she would find away to satisfy the building desire. During her marriage she fought with her desires daily since her husband was the definition of vanilla often finding solace in my company or in self bondage. When the relationship ended due to her husband returning to find her bound, hooded and gagged stuck in her own trap. He released her becoming more confused as he removed the multiple restraints and leather items finding her svelte body encased in layers of tight latex.

Her husband realized she had done this to herself leaving her arms and legs bound together while he asked her what was going on and the two talked for several hours with Lori sitting on their bed encased in her latex with her arms and legs firmly strapped together. When they had finished Lori had told him all her hidden desires telling him of her cache of bondage implements and the array of fetish clothes. Her husband left her bound on the bed shaking his head as he walked out of the house returning several hours later to find her still bound waiting on him. He asked why she hadn’t freed herself he was told that now he was her master and it was not her place to ever free herself.

The two worked on their relationship for the next ten months, Lori desperately wanting him to control her explaining the rules of the dom-sub relationship and prodding him to dominate her. Lori introduced him to her chastity belt quickly regretting her decision to allow him to hold her key. Lori spent three months locked into the tight belt while her husband grew more distant finally arriving home one evening to find he had emptied the house leaving her the barest essentials and all her bondage and fetish gear. The letter explained he could no longer support her desires asking her to sign the attached divorce paper work. Lori quickly signed the papers hoping he would return the key to her steel prison and allow her to relieve her burning desire to orgasm.

Lori spent another two months locked in the steel belt while she waited for the divorce to be finalized never speaking to her husband and only hoping he would return the key. A week after the final decree was signed he called her to wish her a good life apologizing for the secret actions he had taken. Lori broke down weeping and begging for the key blabbering about how impenetrable the belt really was and she desperately needed the key. He listened to her for several minutes then told her he would only send her the key if she sought help from his pastor. Lori quickly agreed and began seeing the pastor who quickly refereed her to a therapist and after another four months Lori received a small box containing the key to the belt.

Lori sat staring at the key depressed finally understanding she had not been craving release but the control he had been exerting over her and now that control was over. Lori placed the key in the box leaving the belt locked tightly around her waist eventually sending it back to her ex husband begging him to keep it for her. In total Lori spent a year and two months chastised, the time was spent focusing on her new career of being a nurse. It was during this time a fellow nurse discovered her steel covered pussy and the two began playing their nightly bondage games. Lori eventually asked for her key to be returned being forced to wait until he decided to return it before the girls could take their games to the next level.

The first night Lori’s pussy was freed her friend bound her nude body with twenty medical restraints spread eagle to a steel bed filling her mouth with a shock therapy mouth piece before taping her entire head. Lori was left wriggling blind and mute with a small egg vibrator teasing her for twenty four hours unable to move any part of her body to help relieve her sexual frustration. Her friend checked in on her several time during the first night, informing her she would remain bound and teased until she returned the next evening for her shift. Lori spent the day whining and screaming into the gag desperately wanting to climax. The small vibrator slowly stopped humming allowing her to rest for several hours before she heard her friend telling her she was going to leave her for another day alone in the dark.

Lori’s friend did not leave her alone for long though returning after her rounds were complete and teased and tormented her for two hours before forcing Lori’s exhausted body to orgasm explosively several times. Her friend released one of Lori’s arms placing the key in her free hand saying “If you can release yourself before I get off then you can clean up and go home if not I will secure you again and leave you for the next three days until I am scheduled to work again”. Her friend added “Remember you will be at the mercy of the other nurses while I am not here”. Lori lay panting thinking about her options deciding not to be left helpless for the other nurses who she knew some were cruel to patients that were considered dangerous and released the straps still holding her to the bed.

Lori’s friend had entered all the details of Lori’s needed treatments and the codes describing her behavior so the other nurses would keep her bound and gagged before she knew Lori had chosen to free herself. When Lori staggered passed her friend on her way out surprising her by Lori’s choice of freedom accidently hitting enter instead of erase in her amusement. The entry would later serve to keep Lori incarcerated much longer than she had ever wanted. Lori and her friend continued to play their games until Lori had been left in an expertly applied straight jacket with full leg restraints, her head covered by a “bite” hood that included a hard plastic mask that kept her quiet. Lori spent two days locked in the padded room wondering how long she would be left alone with the inert plugs keeping her aroused and incapable of achieving an orgasm.

On the third day Lori was discovered, her weakened body moved to the infirmary while they figured out who she was. The hospital gave her fluids intravenously leaving her head encased for two more days before removing the hood so they could ask her name discovering who she was. Both women were fired and banned from working in the nursing field again leaving Lori alone and forcing her to go back to her previous line of work dancing at strip clubs. Lori would spends months unsatisfied using anyone she could talk into restraining her as an outlet until she was treated very badly scaring her to stop being so stupid. Lori could not lock her belt on again because of her job so after several months of frustration she came up with a plan using her extensive knowledge of the mental hospital operations to satisfy her needs.

Lori would use the system to have herself committed for the standard forty eight hour evaluation period and during her “visit” she would act out in the way that it took for her to be restrained and get her bondage fix satisfied. She knew the system would release her in the two day period whether she calmed down or not and spent her two day vacations struggling in ecstasy never visiting any facility more than twice in a year. On her last vacation she had chosen a facility that didn’t always follow state’s guidelines and found herself committed and medicated for several months. During all her previous excursions Lori had been able to not take her medication but in her current predicament she was being force fed the medication through the tube built into the gag/bite shield that had been forced onto her and strapped tight.

The drugs she was given would make her awake confused and fighting making the staff give her more drugs. The facility had found the records her friend had accidently entered into the hospital records and was using those and her “visits” to other hospitals to keep her secured. When I finally found out what had happened I quickly had an ID made that had her ex husband’s name on it, since she had used it on check in. I found a court order release form on line and changed it to the correct names and headed to the hospital to aid in her escape.

Arriving after first shift as I had heard Lori talk about many times how things got screwed up after first shift because they didn’t care and were normally paid less. I walked in talking loud and making a scene slamming doors and banging on counters throwing my bogus paperwork in their faces and demanding my wife be released immediately. The things Lori had said about the night shift were correct I had them so shook up they led me directly to her. When they opened the door they were explaining her medications and when I saw her condition all I could think was how much fun she would be having if she had been awake.

Lori was covered from neck to toe in heavy canvas, the straight jacket was pulled so tight I could see her hands through the material. The canvas leg binder was strapped equally tight and there were more straps running from her cocoon to the bed keeping her from moving any part of her body. The bite guard was made of hard plastic having been pulled so tightly against her face and chin that her skin was bulging out around the edges. I studied her while the guards unhooked the straps from the bed thinking just the way Lori likes it total coverage and extremely tight. As soon as the straps were unhooked I scooped her limp body up in my arms and turned carrying her still bound towards the door hoping my luck would hold long enough to get outside.

The guards stumbled along behind me talking about needing the straight jacket and things back while I walked faster yelling about where her personal items were ignoring them completely. I had found where her things had been stored before going to get her and talked the guy at the state run storage facility to give me all her personal things letting him keep her furniture and stereo and things to settle her storage fees so I had filled the back of my SUV with her stuff. I had taken the plates off my truck before stopping at the hospital and was glad as the guards followed me all the way out the door and an intern set her items on her lap as I walked out.

I was still yelling desperately trying to keep everyone confused being able to have one of the guards open my door so I could set her inside the truck and quickly snapped the seat belt over her. I was yelling to bill me for the jacket and other equipment as I climbed in and drove off hastily hoping no one noticed the missing plates on my truck.

After speeding away for several miles I pulled over and reattached my plates before heading back to my home. Lori continued to sleep in her canvas cocoon and I wanted to get out of the state before stopping to free her so I checked her breathing and continued on. Lori continued to sleep so I only stopped to fill up and drove all the way home with the bound woman sitting in the front seat waiting for her to come too. As I wrestled her contained body out of the truck she aroused and started struggling and fighting me forcing me to set her down on the garage floor and calming her letting her see it was me and that she was at my house.

Lori whined in the gag and curled up in my arms humming as I carried her to my bed and lay her down. Lori went back to sleep while I freed her legs and removed the plate covering her lower face. I left the jacket tightly secured mostly because I would have to roll her over, plus like Lori I prefer to keep her restrained as much as possible and went back to the truck to unpack it.

I unpacked the truck and started putting her things away finding she had increased her collection of latex and leather items substantially and still had all of her bondage equipment including her chastity belt. The belt gave me an idea so I gently unbuckled the crotch strap of the straight jacket noticing she had been placed in it naked which I thought was unusual but eased the steel belt around her waist and between her legs locking it and replacing the canvas strap. I could see no reason Lori would feel any different than normal about being bound and controlled and I hoped hiding the key to the belt might keep her with me long enough to convince her to stay.

Finally winding down from the excitement and long drive I lay down next to Lori and quickly fell asleep. I was awakened by a wonderfully soft voice whispering and felt her nibbling on my ear. I rolled over embracing her tightly feeling her hands and arms under the thick canvas and listening to her purring in my arms and told her to be quiet I had a long night, Lori snu

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