Appointment

Hanna didn’t like the journey out to her regular weekly appointment. She had to get the bus to the outskirts of town, she had to get there early or she missed the buss and had to walk. There was always at least one weirdo on the bus who either sat there staring at her or sat next to her and would not stop talking. The buss went through the run down part of town, past disused warehouses there were drunks and addicts. Then at the most remotest stop Hanna got off in a half forgotten neighbourhood. Then she had to follow a overgrown drive out to an ancient house that looked like it belonged to a relative of the Adams family. The house was old but still in good repair yet it was a museum its sole resident doctor fox who had inherited it from a distant uncle. 

Hanna was tall and athletic she was over six foot three blond with a short bob of hair. She had a light speckling of freckles across her face and corn blue eyes a cute little nose rounded off her features. She had been an amateur swimming star, it had given her a toned physique a tight bubble butt sexy legs a flat tummy and a neat waist. Hanna wasn’t well developed up top, her broad shoulders also made her breasts look small. But she didn’t mind it helped her swim, she could still fill out a dress with a push up bra if she wanted to. She had missed an important qualifier and her swimming career was over at 19 before it had even really begun. Hannah had been devastated depressed, her general practitioner had referred her to a local psychiatrist Dr Fox. 

After about two months Hanna was starting to feel better even with the journey out to no where. Hanna arrived outside doctor Foxe’s house, she knocked on the door ten seconds later doctor fox opened it. Doctor Fox must have been in her mid twenties maybe twenty six at the most she was five foot four. Hanna looked at the doctor, she compensated for her height by wearing pencil thin four inch heels they were dark red with wide ankle straps. Hanna had no idea how the doctor wore them let alone walked in them they looked so uncomfortable and narrow, the arch on the doctors feet looked painful. Hanna had never worn high heels in her life she didn’t really need to. The doctor wore dark black stockings she had a red skirt that was mid thigh length but had slits up the side that made it very risky. Hanna couldn’t imagine wearing something like that, she felt herself blush. The doctor wore a low cut red blouse she was amply endowed but she wore a wonder bra that dramatically pushed up her cleavage. Hanna was worried if she fell forwards she could disappear down there. The doctor wore vampish red lipstick she had dark rimmed glasses. Her bust was further enhanced by a wide black belt, it pulled her waist in like an hour glass it must hurt a lot. Doctor fox had long red hair pulled sharply behind her back in a tight Pony tail.

Doctor fox led Hanna through a hallway filled with ancient examples of taxidermy and faded landscape scenes. Hanna entered Doctor Foxes office it had a few chairs a couch a desk and a few other bits. The carpet was deep red, there was a worn rug the walls had wooden panels. Hanna noticed two items an old leather bag bulging and a multiple choice assessment form she had filled in the last time she had seen the doctor. The doctor locked the door to the office she had told Hanna it was for privacy. The doctor took Hanna’s mobile turned it off and put it in a desk draw locking the daw again to ensure privacy. The keys to the desk and the door disappeared down her cleavage. The doctor gestured to Hanna to sit down. The doctor picked up the bundle of paper, a sad look passed over her face she glanced at the bag then at Hanna. Hanna got nervous and began to squirm in her seat. The doctor cleared her throat and started “Hanna my dear so good to see you. I have your test results back now I regret to inform you that they are very bad. I will have to have you committed for an extended period of observation into a secure psychiatric institution”. Hanna looked at her dumbfounded “But doctor I am feeling better you don’t need to do this ”.

Doctor fox looked at her “a copy of the test results have already gone to the local authorities if I didn’t put you in for observation I would lose my licence and might even be charged with negligence, I am sorry but I have to do it.” Hanna looked at her incredulously “ok let me go home and get an over night bag”.  Doctor fox cut her off “I am afraid procedure dictates It has to be done immediately you don’t have time, now the only place available is a maximum security cell in the psychiatric prison, I have already called the nurses to collect you. Just try to calm down let me just get something”. Hanna sat there and let the doctors words sink in her eyes unfocused and she stared into the distance her shoulders sagged in defeat.

The doctor went to her desk and pulled open the bag she reached inside and rummaged around for a few seconds. The doctor drew something white out of the bag it seemed to catch on something then the doctor gave it a good had pull. She slowly turned round to face Hanna. Hanna’s eyes came back into focus she looked at the bundle of fabric “What is it”? Hanna guessed what it was but she wanted to be sure. 

The doctor adjusted her glasses and then looked down at Hanna “It’s a straight jacket dear I am afraid everyone has to wear one where your going” The doctor gestured to Hanna for her to stand up. Hanna stood up like a scare crow her shoulders hunched over her head down an air of defeat in her posture. Doctor fox continued “now there are procedures please take your shoes and socks off”. Hanna slowly bent down she unlaced her trainers then worked her feet out of them. She pulled her white frilly ankle socks off , she pushed them into her trainers and then neatly placed her trainers on the floor next to the couch.

Doctor fox looked Hanna up and down “Good girl now unbuckle your belt and take of your jeans off”. Hanna  was getting more self-conscious she could understand the shoes due to the shoe laces the socks and the belt so she didn’t hang herself or have anything to hurt someone with but she didn’t see why she had to lose her jeans. Reluctantly Hanna undid her jeans worked them down her round ass. She stepped out of them then neatly folded them and laid them on the arm of the couch. The doctor continued “good now  your t shirt.” Hanna turned red and looked at the floor blushing, she hesitated she was almost ready to protest but she continued dismissing the idea after a split second. Hanna pulled her t shirt off over her head, she stood there in her matching set of pink frilly panties and bra, t shirt hanging by her side. She let out a deep breath, after a moment she folded up her t shirt and put it on top of her jeans. Hanna held her arms out like a barrier between the world and her remaining clothing.

Doctor Fox ran a predatory gaze over the young woman “Now unhook your bra and take off your panties”. Hanna’s lip trembled she started to tear up “Please no, please don’t make me I am begging you”. Doctor fox looked at her sternly “Every patient has to , if I don’t do this properly we could both be in trouble , now just strip” Hanna slowly un hooked her bra and pulled it off she tried to cover up her naked chest with one arm. She looked at the doctor begging “please don’t” The only response was a stern look. Hanna slowly slid her panties of then gingerly laid her bra and panties on top of her t shirt she stood there arms in front of her trying to cover her body. It was about to get worse the doctor put down the straight jacket on the sofa . Doctor Fox’s voice took on an air of authority she commanded Hanna to “stand there” pointing next to the desk Hanna slowly walked over to the desk. 

The Doctor moved quickly behind Hanna and pushed her forwards towards the desk “There is an intake procedure I have to do this I do not enjoy this believe me, now spread your legs and bend over that desk.” Dr Fox’s pulled Hanna’s right arm painfully up between her shoulder blades and pushed her onto the desk. Hanna cried some more her mind was failing to process it was all to fast. One minute she was free the next she was about to be committed her face turned redder with embarrassment as she assumed the humiliating position. “This is horrible, you cant please don’t” she pleaded through sobs. Dr fox continued “Now this is the same for every girl in the asylum, I want you to hook your feet on the outside table legs. I want you to grab the front of the desk with your hands if you let go without my permission I am afraid I will be forced to strap your arms in front of you and your feet to the sides of the desk”. Dr fox let her go, the threat of heavy restraints insured that Hanna was bent over the desk and stayed there. The Doctor moved behind Hanna “Now spread your legs wider”, Hanna closed her eyes she stretched further. Hanna felt about as helpless and vulnerable as she could be. Yet she was physically un restrained. Hanna was far taller heavier and in better condition than the woman inflicting this degradation upon her. She felt she had no where to run not a shred of modesty in this position.

Hanna herd the snap of rubber as the Doctor put on rubber gloves. Hanna whimpered the doctor reassured her “don’t worry it wont take long”. Un expectedly The Doctor brought a metal instrument in front of Hanna’s face it looked like to semi circles connected to a handle. “Open your mouth wide like you are at the dentist, now ”. The Doctor used a firm voice, Hanna tried to protest but as soon as she opened her mouth the device was pushed home. It fitted into her mouth behind her teeth. With a few turns of the handle it forcing her jaw to its limit, Hanna started to drool on the desk uncontrollably. The doctor felt inside Hanna’s mouth and gums. Then the doctors hands felt her breasts they stayed there for some time even thought there was no way Hanna could hide anything there. She felt her hands tense up gripping the top of the desk. The doctor seemed to be massaging her breasts rather than looking for contraband hidden between or under them. Finally the doctor stopped she went behind Hanna. When the doctors hand touched Hanna’s ass she clenched her buttocks tight she had never been touched there before. Doctor fox picked a ruler from her desk “don’t clench”. The Doctor smacked Hanna twice hard across the ass. Hanna felt her knuckles go white griping the desk, she wondered when would it be over. The ruler hit her again and again when her bottom was covered with crisscross lines the doctor stopped. Hanna felt some sort of lubricant against her ass, the doctor worked one finer into Hanna’s tight ass then two fingers then three fingers. Hanna began to squirm around as the Doctor probed her. Then the doctor removed her hand, Hanna felt the doctors thumb enter her ass. The doctor was moving her thumb around at the same time she worked one of her fingers into Hanna’s pussy. Hanna felt another finger enter her pussy the doctor was probing her most intimate region it seemed to go on and on, her body began to betray her, her nipples began to stiffen she let out a gurgling moan. After ten minutes Hanna felt her self writhing against the desk trying to grind her hips against the hard surface, her nipples were so hard and she was being turned on by the exam she was so humiliated she was a deviant she was also panting deeply. Just at the moment she was about to come the doctor stopped.

Hanna was in a dull haze she heard the doctor pull off the rubber gloves then there was the sound of them hitting the bottom of the bin. Doctor fox did not remove the jaw stretcher she did help Hanna stand up. The doctor picked up the straight jacket. Hanna watched mesmerised, the sight of the jacket pulled her out of her daze. The Doctor examined the straight jacket in front of her closely “ I need to give the jacket a proper inspection to make sure its ok”. Doctor fox’s hands went all over the jacket she carefully made sure that the thick wide straps at the ends of the sleeves were really securely attached to the sleeve. Hanna could see multiple stitches and several heavy rivets on both straps the jacket appeared the way it was meant to. Doctor fox pulled firmly on each strap.

The doctor tested the straps she went through a pointless exercise, she tried to push and slide each strap from side to side she took her time. Hanna became more nervous just standing there naked, the doctor was intently focused on the jacket sleeve she seemed to be drawing out the exercise for her own amusement. There were arm loops they looked heavy and secure, Hanna would not be able to work her arms up over her head or down under her legs. The doctor looked at her “even a single inch of slack can make for an escape and we have to hurt patients that try to escape“. The doctor slowly turned both sleeves inside out and Looked closely and carefully at each one the stitching was immaculate.

Hanna examined the jacket she would soon be wearing as carefully as the doctor. The jacket had roller buckles, the buckle holes began just where the straps were attached the jacket would be done up without any slack. Hanna estimated the size of the jacket, the amount of material the sleeves and shoulders it would fit snugly even uncomfortably. There wasn’t a lot of spare material. The jacket had sleeves that were extra - narrow especially in the shoulders. The seams of the straitjacket were double or triple-sewn, and reinforced with webbing inside at various stress points like the shoulder and the crotch strap. 

Doctor fox seemed happy she shook the jacket and advanced on Hanna, the patient backed away. Doctor fox smiled, “Before we begin, you should understand that a properly applied straitjacket should be snug but not tight. Tightness beyond what's necessary can turn a simple restraint into a hellish instrument of torture your own private prison cell formed over every curve of your body, a true torment inescapably fused to your helpless body.” she paused for effect “if you resist or hesitate in any way I will make it tight enough to break both your mind and your body and ensure you remain in it for a prolonged period of time.” Hanna looked about nervously she had no escape it felt inevitable.

Doctor fox put the jacket down and picked up a roll of sticky tape “ I need to control those tricky fingers of yours every naughty girl gets this treatment”. Shortly Hanna found her hands useless her fingers taped together and the thumb taped down. The doctor used a whole roll of tape on each hand, Hanna could not even wiggle her fingers. Then the doctor produced two elbow length mittens made from heavy black rubber she laced them onto Hanna’s hands over the tape so tight Hanna could already feel her forearms going numb.

The jacket followed shortly, reluctantly Hanna held her arms open. The jacket was pulled over her Mitten encased hands and up her arms the doctor pulled on one edge then the other sliding it up an inch at a time, the sleeves were tight and narrow progress was slow. The jacket was heavier than Hanna had anticipated it seemed to be lined with extra material. The heat alone would help to defeat any chance of escape as her struggling would quickly over heat her body cutting down on the amount of movement she could accomplish in a given time before exhausting herself.

The doctor moved behind her out of sight. Quickly Hanna felt the roller buckles on the back of the jacket being done up starting with the highest the doctor worked down, Doctor fox secured the straps then she started at the top again. There was a gap between the two halves of the jacket . The Doctor worked down Hanna’s spine tightly securing each strap leaving not one single strap with any slack closing the gap. There was a high collar in place holding her head upright. Hanna’s shoulders were pulled back, her chest and waist were compressed the jacket even dug into her hips and the framed the top of her buttocks. Hanna realised even without the arms being strapped around her she had no way out now, the jacket was to tight she couldn’t move her hands at all, more tears rolled down her cheeks.

Doctor fox moved round the front of the jacket she seized the crotch strap, it was very wide and thick. With a couple of fast tugs it was in place. The strap created a deep furrow between Hanna’s legs it was a tight unwelcome presence slick between her legs, it framed and separated her bubble butt. Doctor fox liked it to be very tight and admired her work. “If the crotch strap’s not done up properly you could just shrug it off like a sweater”. Hannah highly doubted this but did not comment, she could already feel her spine and shoulders objecting to the increased pressure from the jacket as they were pulled further back.

Doctor fox passed Hannah’s arms through the front loop crossing them making sure they were tightly interlocked together. Doctor fox passed one sleeve over the opposite bicep. Then took the end of the other sleeve over the forearm of the first and under the bicep. She passed the straps through the side loops then ran the arm strap under one of the back straps. Before securing the arm strap Dr fox, worked hard to remove every last bit of slack. She stood hip-to-hip with Hannah, her elbow against the doctors. With one hand Dr fox pulled Hanna’s far elbow towards her, while with the other hand she drew the sleeve strap taut. Doctor Fox gave Hannah a big bear hug while doing this, Hanna tried to pull away for a second, the doctors posture changed there was a look in her eyes Hanna was afraid. The doctor continued drawing that strap tighter. The doctor kept pulling at it for three minutes even though after a minute it barely made the strap tighter. The doctor put her face close to Hanna’s and inhaled if she wasn’t a doctor Hannah thought Dr Fox might be up for charges of sexual harassment. Hanna found it was creepy she didn’t like other women that way but she was in no position to object.

Doctor fox patted Hannah on the head “When you saddle a horse, sometimes the beast will take a deep breath and hold it, some times patients give me an innocent look but try to steal some slack just like a wily animal. whether you're contending with a horse or a two-legged critter, the solution is the same”. Hannah was puzzled then there was a sudden sharp knee in her ribs. Hannah found herself doubled over stars on the corners of her vision. Dr Fox’s leg moved in a blur towards Hanna. Then Hanna’s vision blurred she found herself on the floor, doctor fox was sitting on her back The woman’s legs tightly wrapped round Hannah’s body. Hannah was finding it hard to breath. Doctor fox seemed to be talking to herself "so Hanna you want it the very hard way, good I like it that way".  Hanna started to panic to struggle and fight. Doctor fox shifted her body, Hanna was rolled onto her back. Dr Fox’s thighs scissored round Hanna’s neck Hanna found her face covered by Dr Foxe’s black silk panties. Hanna tried to shake her off her mouth was held open by the spreader gag, Dr foxes legs began getting tighter, Hanna’s nose and mouth were completely sealed in black lacy silk and warm flesh, soon Hanna found her vision fading it was hard to struggle to breath to think. 

Hanna came back round a few minutes later, she was back on her stomach. With a lot of hard, tedious work Dr fox was actually getting the straps on the back of the jacket tighter. Hanna could already feel the jacket turning into a hellish instrument of torture, her own private torment inescapably fused to her helpless young body, she tried to breath she could barely suck in enough oxygen her arms were already going numb.

After doctor fox was happy with the first back strap she secured the buckle. She passed the strap through the toothed opening then past and over the keeper then through the last slot on the buckle back up under the strap and back through the toothed opening. The strap came out under the incoming strap. Then the doctor tied a knot in the end of the strap, A small padlock was passed through the entire lot to keep it in place “You are a bad little girl Hanna now I have to punish you”. The doctor repeated this process with each strap down the back of the jacket and with the strap joining the arms and finally with the crotch strap cutting a deep furrow into Hanna‘s body front and rear, only with the crotch strap there was no padlock. The compression from the jacket was horrible it was all around Hanna assaulting her body mind and soul.

Hanna felt the doctor shift her weight, she lent over and grabbed a bag from on top of her desk. Hannah groaned as the compulsively thorough doctor continued to secure the straight jacket tighter. She had two extra leather contraptions like a small strap with a metal loop on each end. The doctor attached one end of the straps to the ends of the sleeves of the jacket then attached the other end of the straps to each of the arm loops pulling them tight as a guitar string behind Hannah‘s back, before locking them in place. This was devilish  the sleeves couldn't be shifted at all. Even if somehow Hannah got the buckle joining the sleeves undone, both her arms would still be secured firmly in place.

Doctor fox pulled out an extra strap to go over the arms. It would make the challenge of getting out of the jacket even more difficult. It would help to foils any attempt to draw her arms out of the sleeves and restricted Hanna’s breathing further making any activity that much harder. Doctor fox removed more leather from the bag. Hanna found her arms further secured with pinion straps. Dr fox secured a pair of thickly padded leather cuffs about Hanna’s biceps, just above her elbows. Then Dr Fox connect the cuffs behind her back by a tight strap, making it tight without damaging circulation. All these measures guaranteed the strait jacket was escape-proof. Dr fox stroked the straight jacket “you are so perfect so beautiful your going to keep my little Hanna safe from herself, I had to have your jacket custom made for that tight young body of yours Hanna, there had to be no chance of escape of hope”.

Doctor Fox removed something else from the bag Hanna looked at it as it hit the floor. It was made of thick black leather. It looked like a thick high rigid collar attached to it was a web of straps and a giant round rubber ball shiny and red. The ball must have been 2 ¾ inches maybe even 3 inches in diameter it looked polished there was a small hole in the centre. The strap going through it was about an inch thick and ran through the front third of the gag guaranteeing the majority of the massive object would be wedged between Hanna’s teeth when it was firmly buckled in place. The strap from the gag was riveted to two rings from these rings straps were riveted to the posture collar another strap would go behind Hanna’s head below her ears at the back of her neck. further straps would go behind her head above her ears attached to this was a heavily padded blindfold. Dr fox rolled Hanna over onto her back, Hanna took as deep a breath as she could and tried to scream.

Before Hanna could react doctor fox had the spreader gag out of Hanna’s mouth. The giant ball was quickly wedged in place against soft protesting lips muffling any sound. Hanna suffered through Dr foxes 3 inch ball gag. Hanna was very surprised that she managed to accommodate the choking mass of hard rubber, her poor jaw was stretched so wide it was instantly numb. It took several minutes for Dr fox to secure the harness and the collar then slowly she cinched the harness down, Hanna was already drooling. Slowly the gag forced Hanna's mouth open further and further until her lips became a thin O circling the red monster her tongue was compressed to nothing and all but the smallest murmur of protest could be herd. Then all the straps were further tightened and securely fastened with more of the little padlocks. Then Dr Fox applied the blindfold it was very well padded not a single hind of light reached Hanna’s eyes it was in addition, to being unexpected disruptively disorienting and intimidating Hanna was beginning to feel claustrophobic. The little click from the padlock made it even worse. Dr fox leaned close to Hanna and planted a kiss on the giant ball gag “My dear Hanna you won’t be able to tell any naughty little lies again, your beautiful lips are even more beautiful now they are sealed with a nice tight gag your so lucky I had this custom made for you I had to copy your dental records, in fact your so lucky I modified your test results so we could be together”. Inside her mind Hanna’s brain was trying to reject what she had just herd the doctor had deliberately altered her test results. She tried to reject her claustrophobic terror but she couldn’t wake up.

Hanna was roughly rolled onto her front, next Dr fox snugly secured the posture collar with three thick straps reducing the amount of movement in Hanna’s neck to zero. The horrible contraption incorporating a tall snug collar custom made. Hanna felt as if her neck was in an head lock. Dr fox smiled a wide predatory grin as she locked the collar “I'll tell you that locking the collar on with this little padlock will make a complete escape impossible. Even if some how you manages to free your arms you wont be able to get the jacket off, with this collar over the top strap its impossible. You have to understand that this is best for you and me of course, you will accept it in time, its not like I have given you a choice to reject me sweat thing”.

Dr fox stroked Hanna’s hair “just a few more accessories and I will let you up then you can go for a ride to your new temporary home”. The doctor removed two pairs of cuffs and a pair of white canvas slippers from the bag. Hanna was rolled onto her back, Hanna had no fight left in her as the doctor strapped her legs together at the ankles and just above the knees. The cuffs were tight she had four inches of movement from the strap at the knee and eight inches at the ankle. The doctor put the canvas slippers over her feet and strapped them in place round her ankles at least the soles were padded.

The doctor’s right hand slowly wandered between Hanna’s legs, her right hand began to play with Hanna’s crotch strap pulling on it making it tighter releasing it moving it from side to side. The doctors left hand began to squeeze one of Hanna’s breasts through the straight jacket. Hanna felt her body betray her , her nipples were getting hard against the rough cloth of the jacket, the crotch strap was getting slick despite the restraints she was getting turned on, she moaned into her giant gag. The doctor planted a kiss on Hanna’s cheek “soon you will be properly disciplined after a week or two then I will have you brought back hear where the two of us can have many long private therapy sessions, in time you will beg me to bind you more tightly. All the time you will be snug and secure in your little jacket, I have a little padded room in the basement for you and so many toys for you to try on”. Dr fox helped Hanna to her feet, using the desk as leverage to get her to stand up. Dr fox opened up the door to the room. Keeping one hand on Hanna’s waist and one hand on her collar Dr Fox lead Hanna to the front door.

At the front door two amazonian nurses were waiting for her. Dr fox handed the restrained woman to the nurses. “You have to watch this one she is to be kept under this level of restraint at a minimum at all times. For nights add a strict discipline hood I had a rubber one custom made to be really tight. Also she sleeps in a tight fitting body bag one of the thick rubber ones. Force feeding only, there is a hole to the right of the strap, that gag dose not come out without written authorisation from me. One hours exercise on the track machine program eight, she is to wear full restraints. If she doesn’t manage program eight give her an enhanced discipline enema and make her run program nine while still holding the enema inside her. She is disruptive so she gets a discipline enema every 8 hours make it really hot and really soapy the concentrate make sure she retains it for at least 2 - 3 hours. One session of corrective corporal discipline per day 20 strokes bent over the horse. Also she is a tricky one so she gets a deep cavity search at random once per day.” 

The two nurses were righting all of this down , the doctor continued after a pause. “If she resists in any way the discipline hood becomes a permanent fixture. Also add a steel waist clincher done up to maximum. Increase the duration of the discipline enema to four hours, two sessions of corporal attitude adjustment per day , make the times random but the same number of strokes. and give her two of the enhanced deep cavity searches until her toes curl.” Hanna was out of her mind with fear, dreading what was to come as she was swiftly lead away, though part of her wanted to resist she was terrified she wanted to show some sign of defiance that the doctor had not won, but feared the consequences maybe she was already lost.