Art exhibition

Good Evening Ladies and Gentlemen! My name is Gisela I am a humble artist 
Ladies and Gentlemen, I would like you to thank my sponsors at the sunny views Corporation they are true patrons of the art. All of my art instillations are based on modified versions of there  straight-Jacket and restraint lines! I am sure your all familiar with the straight jacket the ultimate device to managing someone who seriously needs to be put away. A complete, effective solution for long term committal.

All our volunteers in the show are art students showing off the straight jacket’s capabilities and design versatilities here today. The base for my work is the usual institutional design of a Straight jacket! They can be made from any tough fabric to create any look. These jackets are one of a kind custom made for our models very tightly with sleeves encircles the arms and chest allowing no squirming, The standard jacket runs down between victims legs. The jackets are reinforced with Kevlar and triple stitched, to ensuring that no amount of struggling is going to allow any unwanted movement. Also, the crotch- strap -- like all normal Straight jackets products effectively makes the jackets far more secure. As with other advanced products the jackets are designed for long-term wear and ways to take care of the wearers needs ensuring that the jacket doesn’t needs to be removed for a long period of time. 

Gisela walked over to a cloth draped over something the size of  a large chair. She grabbed the cloth and gave it a strong pull. “Ladies and Gentlemen! I call this instillation 0 - the chair our volunteer is Isabella please give her a round of applause”

“The chair is made out of heavy stainless steel round bar section mimicking a standard institutional device. It has no arm rests but the back rest extends to include a head rest, with a handle extending from that. There are spaces for Isabella’s legs ending in custom made boots actually integrated into the chair. The seat of the chair and Isabella’s straight jacket and hood are made out of the same thick leather with a burgundy stain. Incorporated into the chair is a set of motors that allow the chair to move via a remote control hanging from the back of the chair. Also integrated into the chair are facilities to cater for all a patients needs. There is a feeding tube leading to her mark so we don’t have to remove it there is a mechanism connected to the straps at the back of the straight jacket. There are devises installed to deal with any waste and a special little something if she gets to frisky.  It was hard to see where the chair ended and Isabella started 

The main wheels of Isabella’s chair were sleek disks the lower wheels looked heavy and solid built for the long run the wheels look like they belong on a street racer . People began to crowd round the chair. Isabella looked to be a very large athletic woman with a tightly sculpted body. She also seemed to have no movement whatsoever. Her feet were trapped in a pair of burgundy angle length boots with a six inch heel forced into a very aesthetically pleasing but uncomfortable arch. The steel point of the shoe actually seemed to be a continuation of the stainless steel frame of the wheel chair. Her shoes were tightly laced shut the laces ending at her ankle’s which were covered by large thick straps with no apparent release mechanism. Her legs were covered from ankle to waist in a very tight pair of leather leggings made out of a ultra tight leather the bars for the leg rests actually went down the side of the leggings so that they were a very effective restraint keeping her legs bent at 90 degrees and spread to either side of the chair. Her leg muscles appeared to be large and well toned. Her legs flexed and spasmed as if she was trying to get out of the art instillation. 

At Isabella’s waist the straight jacket proper started the same burgundy as the leggings and boots. the crotch strap was tight and wide and actually disappeared into a slot in the chair there was an odd bulge to one side like a pipe or a cable or something was inside it. The waist of the jacket looked to be some how reinforced and acted as some sort of a corset effect. Isabella’s arms were very tightly restrained they went through a thick central loop then through side loops then the ends of the straps disappeared into slots in the chair. The ends of the sleeves ended in mittens they looked to be heavily padded not a single hint of her hands could be seen mealy an egg shaped burgundy oval.

Isabella had a very muscular set of shoulders that were balanced by a very large pair of breasts thick straps above and below them disappeared into the chair they looked tight. It almost looked from the movement that Isabella was futilely struggling against her place. The chair has a burgundy leather lining on closer look the material from the seat was an extension of the straight jacket the two were stitched together . Isabella would have had to have been encased in the straight jacket before the lining of the chair was put in place there was however no hint of a release or anything else from the chair and the lining it was  effectively the same material that Isabella’s straight jacket is made out of.

Isabella’s neck was encased in a high rigid posture collar her head was encased in a thick leather discipline hood that seemed to be part of the head rest for the chair. There were straps going over her eyes and mouth a bundle of tubes lead from the chair into her mouth there purpose was unclear. People began to touch the chair after a few seconds they lost there inhibitions and began to touch Isabella . The chair lurched and the crowed backed away Isabella started to struggle violently against her restraints and scream into her gag. 

Gisela smiled and picked up the remote “bad girl” she pushed a button. There was a sound like a pump kicking in. The lower section of Isabella’s mask started to distend as if a balloon was slowly inflating after a few seconds the muffled screaming died down and was muted. The gag kept inflating for a few seconds more. Isabella might have been silent but she was struggling even harder. Gisela pushed another button there was a sound like an electric spark. Isabella jumped against her restraints like she had been stung in the bottom. Gisela turned a dial on the remote slowly up. There was a click from the chair and the straps pulled tighter. The whole jacket the crotch strap the straps attached to her arms above and below Isabelle’s breasts got tighter her breasts were thrust forwards her waist became tighter and the crotch strap sank into her flesh. Gisela turned the dial another notch Isabella continued to struggle. Gisela turned the dial two notches more the struggling subsided and stopped altogether. Gisela smiled an evil smile “I think you need to learn a lesson”. She turned the dial another two notches the jacket was so tight now Isabella could even twitch.

Gisela pushed another button there was a sound like an eclectic spark again. Isabella had no room to move but her body tensed with each push of the button. After a dozen pushes Gisela stopped she got the remote and showed the audience a large red button. With a great deal of gravitas she pushed the button. There was a great deal of whirring from the chair then the sound of water being pumped Isabella’s body spasmed and shock. As the audience watched slowly her stomach distended and expanded after five minutes Gisela hit the button turning it off.
  
Gisela slowly walked over to a cloth draped over something the size of  a person standing up. She grabbed the cloth and gave it a tug. “Ladies and Gentlemen! I call this instillation 1 - dancer our volunteer is Anna please give her a round of applause”. there was a frame made out of blackened hexagonal steel it had an oval base then curved up behind Anna. She was supported by straps attached to the back of the jacket she stood up on her tip toes. there were two bars that were connected to a mechanism behind her to the stand. And on the other end of the bars they were connected to Anna to cuffs on her feet. She wore a pale pink straight jacket and a tight pink rubber hood that was toped by some sort of elaborate crown/ tiara combination that seemed to be made out of thin metal or plastic. Around her was a ruffled skirt like a ballet dancer it was short and practically transparent.

Anna looked like a cross between a ballet dancer and a psychiatric patient. The straight jacket was pale pink extra small, the waist had been tailored and was very snug over her hips and stomach emphasizing her waist. The front loop was ultra tight, the side loops were ultra tight you could not get a finger between the loops and the sleeve of the jacket. The jacket had a high collar which was very tight, the crotch strap was narrow and reinforced. Anna’s legs were encased in ultra tight pink latex. The shoes she wore were a pair of impossible ballet heeled boots with laces and 5 strap over the laces. 

How Anna had squeezed her feet into the shoes was hard to imagine they were impossible really and utterly impossible to stand in without the support frame,  The high collar on the straight jacket firmly gripped her neck keeping her hooded face in place. The hood bulged to show a large round object was wedged between her teeth under the hood.

Gisela turned Anna around. The straight jacket was a little like a acrobatic harness secure across her back particularly around her waist tight accentuating it. Every strap was secured tightly not a finger nail would fit between the jacket and Anna. the two halves of the jacket met tight up against each other behind her. The excess straps neatly disappeared out of the way folded up. Anna was helpless her arms folded through the front loop impossibly tight then through the side loops paralyzingly tight. The sleeves were strapped together she was trapped inside the jacket it looked like the straps attached to the metal frame went through the straps in such a way she would have to be released from the frame before the straight jacket could be undone.  

Anna had a very pretty round rear life a ripe peach, a combination of her ballet and the effect of the tight boots, her ankles were cuffed to the frames. One of the members of the audience stroked Anna’s bottom, Anna stuck it further out and wiggled. Anna was responding to the attention struggling against the jacket getting the strap in deep between her legs.  

Gisela smiled and pushed a control on the side of the instillation, the struts that Anna’s ankles were attached to split apart. Her legs were spread, wider and wider, until the flexible girl was held in a nearly 180-degree splits position suspended in the air. Anna was just about ok, when the machine, started moving her feet even further apart. She was visibly struggling and making a noise into her gag. Anna's legs were moved into the full splits, then continued slightly past 180-degrees. The machine had brought her well past where she could have stretched by herself. After ten minutes in this position the machine brought her legs back together and Gave her a ten minute rest it would start again in another ten minutes. Gisela smiled at the audience “There is a little leeway in the system after a few months of adjustment I hope to gat something really impressive its not like Anna is in a position to object though her gag may need a little padding.

Gisela slowly walked over to a cloth draped over something the size of  a large rectangular box about 6 foot high by 2 foot by one foot. She grabbed the cloth and gave it a tug. “Ladies and Gentlemen! I call this instillation 2 - prisoner our volunteer is Susanna please give her a round of applause”

She had her own private cell made from thick steel bars with a heavy lock on the door. It had Plexiglas on four sides with a heavy metal plate top and bottom. Susanna was locked inside a unique straight jacket

The steel straight jacket was an impressive piece of handmade Ring mail using a 6 in one pattern, one  link connected to six others for every single link the ring male was attached to a black leather backing. It was designed to tightly fit a woman’s body, showing every curve and contour. There was no seam on the back or the side. It looked like the jacket had been constructed around its occupant. There was a rather flattering effect on her waist like a corset. 

The sleeves were tightly tailored chain mail in a micro mesh made from about 5 or 6 mm diameter rings welded together and linked to the torso. The sleeves ended in two mittens, The mittens were made of egg shaped ovals of stainless steel. From the ends of the sleeves there was a sort chain on the right arm and a sort of padlock on the left,  linked together. The jacket featured a rigid high collar that was quite intricately decorated and had a hinge and lock. 

On the jacket there was a formidable crotch strap that was a single U shaped piece of metal, it was attached by a hinge to the front of the jacket and was tightly locked at the rear after passing between the prisoners legs. There were front and side loops on the jacket, the front loop appeared to be riveted shut and formed a figure of 8. The side loops also had similar circles of metal riveted shut they made the jacket look more intimidating and impressive. 

the jacket was like a private jail cell that the imamate would take around with them wherever they went. The prisoner wore some lace up black knee length boots with a 5 inch heel, and some black stockings .

the main body of the jacket. It was to put it mildly a little snug, . The edge of the garment rested tightly against her hip bone and at the rear just above the swell of her ass. The garment pinched her waist in and pushed against her diaphragm. The prisoner had generous breasts, the jacket was tailored to display . The shape of the jacket pulled her shoulders back and the high collar kept her’s head erect 

The crotch loop, it was made of a thick piece of metal at the point it went between the prisoners’s legs nothing protected her from direct contact. the bar narrowed considerably. The front of the crotch loop disappeared quickly encased between flesh while it emerged from between the globes of the prisoners’s ass cheeks at the rear, it was to put it mildly a little too tight.

There were a pair of heavy ankle shackles, the prisoner had trouble lifting them. Her feet were kept about 7 inches apart by a solid bar connected to the shackles. They were more than a little tight but the boots must have really helped spread out the weight. 

There was a mask like a scolds bridal. Gisele explained how the mask had a large metal plug that stretched the prisoners lips into a wide O, the was wide and thick and filled with a sound absorbing material it had been coated in a thick rubber sheath making it even thicker.. The Prisoner sensed the people and tried to speak but she found her tong firmly held down at the bottom of her mouth, the gag was very efficient. Inside the mask there was a cotton pad over her eyes, it made things a bit more comfortable. .

The prisoner could move her legs a little, the boots and thick cuffs prevented her from moving her ankles much. She still had the full range of movement in her hips and knees although the 7 inch hobble made a lot of that movement redundant. Every time she did move the crotch loop seemed to dig more tightly between her legs, cutting its way even more deeply between her flesh. Slowly The prisoner rocked backwards the bar seemed to rub her the right way. The prisoner continued to rock backwards and forwards she was lost in the moment, but then Gisele pushed a button on the side of the cage there was an eclectic spark” naughty girl that’s not allowed” suddenly the woman jumped up. The prisoner clamped her thighs together tightly, trying to kill the sensation and her arousal.

Gisela slowly walked over to a cloth draped over something the size of  a person kneeling . She grabbed the cloth and gave it a tug. “Ladies and Gentlemen! I call this instillation 3 - corset our volunteer is Marissa please give her a round of applause”

There was a woman kneeling down she was on her knees and she was going to be staying in that position. her ankles were attached to a pair of shackles that had a short chain going to a collar around her neck. The woman was restrictively and elegantly bound in Safire blue a pair of elegant 7 inch platform pumps 1 inch of platform 6 inches of shoe blue silk stockings a tight dress/ corset , which completely encompassed her arms and a high collar and blue hood with only the visible opening for nose holes.

This is Marissa she is enjoying my heavily modified Venus jacket. It looks elegant but it is heavily reinforced with stainless steel strips heavy leather and Kevlar webbing. Not only dose this jacket form a stove pipe corset forcing her waist down to a mere 14 inches it has an integrated reverse prayer arm-binder that is so tight and secure it looks like she is as armless as the Venus de-Milo. Marissa was already very fit and supple when I met her but it took months of her wearing this beautiful contraption with daily tightening for me to achieve the stunning results you now see. Her arms had so much trouble the last few inches. but I persevered more straps more ratchets time and pressure can mould the human body into the most beautiful of forms. Of course her outfit also comes with an inbuilt full face hood with a pump gag and a strict posture collar. The pump gag was excellent to muffle her begging me to loosen the corset, there is a hole in the gag I can use as a feeding tube so I don’t have to un-gag her, at some point I might fill it with expanding foam. The lovely strap on heels and a drum tight hobble skirt from waist to ankle make those lovely legs of hers pretty helpless but the collar to ankle chain is just the last bit of insurance to keep my model in her proper place. I have a hog tie body binder sack for her to sleep in that’s so tight she can barely squirm.

You see with the restraints she has to be secured at all times very strictly for Marissa is a master of karate a 5th Dan actually she has been training for most of her life in on way or another. But it is not very useful when such a pretty supple thing is encased in one of my creations. Yes, in terms of subduing dangerous persons and rendering them helpless, the it  is just the thing! ! 

Gisela slowly walked over to a cloth draped over something the size of  a large crib . She grabbed the cloth and gave it a tug. “Ladies and Gentlemen! I call this instillation 4 - infant  our volunteer is Joanna please give her a round of applause”

Joanna wore a large Pacifier it seemed to completely fill her mouth straps went under her chin and behind her head to keep it in place. She had a desperate look in her big round brown eyes but also despair in that look hundreds maybe thousands of people had looked at her poked and prodded her then walked away. 

There was a pink circle of reinforced leather and steel over the jacket. The pink waist clincher had 3 buckles at the rear all firmly closed. it was utterly merciless and Joanna couldn’t do a thing about it, her lung capacity was reduced. all the straps tight waist clincher contorted her  form. . It was dramatically effective leaving Joanna looking like a sort of Barbie doll with hips and breasts emphasised by her tightly clinched waist. 

Joanna hair was in pig tails they were tied in place with the pink ribbons. On top of her head was a bonnet was pink rubber with a frill on the edge, It had a strap that ran under s Joanna’s chin.  The bonnet was secured over Joanna’s head one more way,  straps from it came down and went through loops on the side of the pacifier strap.

Looking closely at the straight jacket, it was a modified poesy dyed pink with little red hearts blur clouds and yellow ducks all over it in a repeating pattern . The waist was very small the jacket had been cut down dramatically to accept Joanna’s clinched waist, the shape and addition of the waist clincher would make conventional means of escape most impossible. There were pink rubber frills at the neck  waist and wrist, they did not cover any thing up merely decorative. there were two rubber crotch straps. 

The front of the jacket had been heavily modified, over Joanna’s breasts an oval had been cut out. The edge of the material had been reinforced with a strip of pink leather. It tightly embraced Joanna’s breasts at there base displaying and presenting them. It was tight secure and showed every square inch of Joanna’s impressive bust. At the back of the jacket each canvas strap was passed thorough the  buckle then back again and through a loop to keep it neatly out of the way. 

The twin crotch straps were made of rubber they had been applied tightly so that they cut deeply into Joanna’s flesh. At her rear the rubber cut tightly into her butt cheeks tightly pushing them up making her ass look larger giving her an inviting bubble butt. 

Joanna’s arms were held in front of her through a pink centre loop. They were also firmly held through pink side loops. The jacket was inescapable, it was also impossible to release the buckles that held it closed without cutting tools, the audience began to appreciate this looking at the jacket each buckle had been wired shut to prevent people tampering with the exhibits. Joanna wore a pair of Pink rubber stockings and some six 1/2 inch baby doll heels with locking straps. the stockings, clung tightly to Joanna’s pretty little legs and calves. There were clips at the top of the stockings to the main body of the straight jacket with two little gold hart shaped padlocks. the shoes were tight and high but Gisela’s victim could not complain. The buckles on the shoes were locked with two more heart shaped padlocks. Joanna’s outfit was completed with a pink rubber diaper incredibly tightly fitted over her crotch. 

Gisela turned to the audience I have to put her away before our next exhibit. the cot Joanna was trapped in was a piece of work. Everything was pink and intimidating. Gisela opened the top of the cot then pushed Joanna down onto a pink rubber mattress inside the cot. There were a ridicules number or rubber straps built into the mattress. Gisela applied a 3 inch thick waist strap then a two inch thick crotch strap that attached to the waist strap. She applied 2 inch rubber straps at the top of Joanna’s thighs at mid thigh. She wrapped 2 inch straps above and below her knees , she added straps over Joanna’s ankle over the toes of her shoes at the beginning of her calf. There was a rubber pillow below Joanna’s head built into the cot. Three inch straps sealed Joanna’s chest down above and below her breasts leaving them on display. There was more rubber straps to be seen than Joanna. Gisela completed the restraint with a simple rubber blind fold she put over Joanna eyes. Then closed the cot and locked it shut with a padlock.

Gisela slowly walked over to a cloth draped over something the size of  a large cube . She grabbed the cloth and gave it a tug. “Ladies and Gentlemen! I call this instillation 5 - contortionist our volunteer is Laura please give her a round of applause”

There was Plexiglas cube with holes drilled in each side , the edges of the cube were supported by thick stainless steel L shaped sections welded together the woman inside the box was very cramped folded into a ball so tight she couldn’t even twitch they mush have used a shoe horn to force her into the box.

The woman crammed in the box wore a straight jacket a gag black rubber panties and strap on heels to high to walk in she was just about 18. her stomach was flat and muscular her breasts were small but pert. Her body was in excellent condition she must have done an awful lot of yoga. she looked apprehensive , the jacket didn’t have a crotch strap instead two straps came down from the waist and wrapped around the girls ankles keeping her legs in a tight lotus position.

The straps at the back of the jacket were done up really tight there was no way she could reach tem. The position of her arms looked particularly sadistic and impossible. The jacket forced her left arm bent so her elbow was in the middle of her back then they then they had hooked her right arm through her bent elbow and then bent her right arm so that her elbows were locked tightly round one another her shoulder pulled tightly back almost to the point of dislocation her breasts thrust forward. The straps holding her were fed thorough the side loops and buckled in front of her tight waist. To prevent any complaints there was a pump gag wedged firmly in her mouth inflated to maximum. Gisela stood hands on the box “aren’t you glad you did so much yoga otherwise I wouldn’t have been able to put you in that little box”.

Gisela pointed towards a small back box next to the cube three hoses came from the black box into the cube one attached to the pump gag in Laura’s mouth. Two of the tubes were connected to the rubber underwear tightly pasted to her crotch. Gisela smiled with these little connections we hardly have to ever remove Laura from her box.

“Now we come to the more interactive exhibits that require ordinance members participation”. Gisela paused for a second and pointed down the art gallery. “We have  three exhibit’s the mobile and the couch are currently contain volunteer’s from the last nights show and the observation window is where we will be signing up volunteers today.”

A curtain covering one corner of the art gallery slowly opened. There was a big steel mobile hanging from a giant frame. The mobile was in the shape of a five pointed star from the end of the star thick heavy tether straps came down. Each one was attached to a volunteer there were five women in total each one in a tight white leather straight jacket. The straps attached to the back of the straight jackets by an adjustable harness. Each woman wore pantyhose a white leather blindfold and a big ruby red ball gag. Each woman was balancing on her  tip toes on top of a large exercise ball maybe 3 foot high all the women seemed to be having trouble keeping there balance. 

Gisela smiled “our volunteers are part of this instillation but here is a twist they have to actively balance to keep the star level . If one falls they all fall and if they let it get out of place there will be some interesting penalties see that little tank hanging from below the star and the batteries connected to the wires it will automatically administered encouragement for them to do better next time.” Just as she finished speaking one of the woman lost her balance. The women on the opposite side of the star
Lost there balance and soon all of them were hanging with there feet dangling in the air. A light came on above one point on the star there was an eclectic hum and a protest muffled by rubber then the next person on the mobile. Gisela smiled and patted one woman on the ass “good luck next evening ladies“.

A curtain slowly drew back in another corner of the art gallery. There was an instillation that looked a little like a psychiatrists office but with fetishist overtones.
There were certificates on the wall next to them were bondage restraints etc.

The centre of the instillation was the couch witch was old and battered black leather but sturdy very large timbers heavily padded. The woman on the couch was quite curvy and quite unable to get off the couch. She wore a thick beaten up looking brown leather straightjacket it did not end in a crotch strap but a tight knee length skirt. A matching panel gag was plastered over her lower jaw. around her neck and ankles were heavily padded cuffs attached to the couch by straps. On a stool a woman sat dressed as a doctor she had a white jacket a pair of black glasses. She was asking the gagged woman questions and filling in a form in front of her. 

Gisela showed the audience over to one final curtain there was a hum and the curtain rolled back . There was a large sign Observation - there were 3 small booths up against a wall the booths looked like mini padded rooms with padding everywhere but about the size of a closet not a cell. Gisela explained that the booths had one way mirrors on them.

Gisela asked for three volunteers first of all a little oriental woman in a blue dress walked up from the front of the crowd there was a round of applause for Volunteer 1.  A tall thin brunet from the back of the crowd nervously walked up to the front of the crowd there was a louder round of applause for the second volunteer. There was a half minute pause and then slowly a petite blond from the middle of the crown raised her hand there was a round of applause for Volunteer 3.

Three assistants appeared behind the three volunteers large piles of paperwork in very small writing were held out below each girl for them to sign the girls nervously signed the paperwork as soon as the documents had been signed one of the assistants disappeared with them.

The assistants brought out three big heavy rubber straight jackets soon the three volunteers were nervously testing the tightness of the jackets there was no give at all. The back straps were closed tightly the arms were firmly held and the crotch straps were making themselves felt intimately. The assistants were well rehearsed in applying a Straight jacket very tightly to a semi willing volunteer.

The women stood it there cells for some time looking around the inside of there limited space. Then they began to look at them selves in the mirror. Then they began to feel a pricking sensation on there skin it got hotter and hotter until there was a decided itching feeling. The women began to squirm then struggle but every movement made the inching worse. The more it itched the more the women struggled until they were bouncing off the walls of there little cells begging to be released as  inside each of there straight jackets was full of itching powder. They heard Gisela’s voice over a microphone “don’t worry we will let you out next week maybe”.