The Challenge

Daunting Heights Sanatorium was a fairly remote place deliberately so. Patients normally benefited from the peace and quiet. While the general public didn’t really like to be reminded that there was a place like the sanatorium so close to them, both as a fear of who it contained and as a reflection on how close they themselves were to joining them in that state. The track to the sanatorium was about a half mile of old road. It was fairly dark at this time of the year and quite late, A woman was jogging up the track and making really good time. She stopped at the gate took a few breaths then pushed the button on the intercom “hello my name is Lisa I have an appointment with Yvette at seven could you let me in?” There was a pause for a few moments and then the gates of the sanatorium slowly opened, the woman jogged inside and the gates closed behind her. 

Lisa Cassidy had come about a job she was aged 23 she was a semi professional escape artist and actress her ultimate aim to be a full time actress. Well actress was stretching it she had been an extra a few times and murder victim number four in a cheep slashed horror film. Lisa kept herself in shape she spent a lot of time down the gym and out jogging. She had been a personal fitness coach before but she really wanted to be an actress. So she kept in perfect shape as well as acting lessons she had maintained a very rigours fitness regime of running yoga some weight lifting to keep muscle definition. She wanted to be the next big star of TV or a movie she had gotten a few small parts but they had not lead anywhere yet. Lisa had managed to get on stage with an escape artist regime that mostly relied on a bruit force approach, with her endurance her athleticism and flexibility to get out of restraints. 

She was five foot eleven inches tall with long black hair that she normally wore in a tight pony tail high up the back of her head. She had a pair of dainty feet well maintained with an expensive pedicure every week. They led to her long sculpted legs that were very strong and muscular. This came up to a tight round butt that she spent a lot of time exercising to keep in perfect shape. Nature had gifted her with a wide pair of hips. She combined it to stunning effect with a narrow waist achieved through a lot of sit-ups and a lot of yoga stretching it gave her an excellent body. Her chest was a little on the light side nature had not blessed her with an exceptional bust but Lisa was planning to eventually have something done about that she just needed to save up. Her neck was long her arms well defined and a bit muscular. Her shoulders were quite a bit broader than the average woman due to the weight lifting she also did, her nails were neat but short essential for an escape artist. She had a pair of deep brown eyes full pouting lips and high cheek bones her nose was small and she would not change anything on her face. 

She had just come from a workout not realising the time and not having the opportunity to change. The advert had said dress casual anyway, she wore a pair of tight blue Lycra pants white knee high socks and white and Black trainers. She had a black leotard on over the top and a sports bra on underneath that she carried a gym bag and had a blue nylon jacket over the top of everything else. The company that had booked her for her various escape performances had passed a job advert to her the sanatorium needed someone with her skill set to test certain apparatus. They were offering 250 per day plus a bonus she was a little desperate for cash at the moment and the money would go a good way towards helping her. She just wondered where the vague advert was going what could they need her to test?  Lisa was led through the dull white building by an orderly that looked light he needed a gallon of coffee to keep him awake. She arrived at a paper filled office a blond woman sat behind the desk she stood up and shook her hand.

Yvette Delguard was a bit older than Lisa aged 31; she was the senior Administrator at the sanatorium, she liked her job and had risen through the ranks from the position of an orderly. Yvette was five foot three and quite a petite and ordinary woman in many ways. She had blond hair that came down to the middle of her back light blue eyes. She was quite thin but nature had given her quite a well endowed bust she had one good asset so played to it. Her face was quite round with a light speckling of freckles. She wore a pair of three inch black strappy stilettos to add to her height. She wore a pair of black silk stockings that enhanced her legs. She had a fairly tight black knee length skirt. She wore a light cream blouse that had several buttons undone combined with a push up bra she could be quite distracting, even Lisa found her eyes pulled. She had a black headband and wore a suit jacket, she cam off as a little dry a little reserved to Lisa. 

Lisa cleared the air “I saw the job advert but it was a bit vague and it said that I needed to come hear to discuss the details with you what is going on?” 

Yvette gathered her thoughts “it is a fairly confidential matter, its quite simple Lisa we have had several patients escape from our institute over the last month. Obviously we need to keep it quiet and we need to do something about that. As these patients were able to get out of a standard Posey straight jacket either through the jacket being too lose them having help from another patient or Simply perseverance against the restraint. For example one patient even used the end of a bed for them to work the straps against the supports for the headboard frame to loosen them. I have seen you appear on stage in that local club the one near the supermarket and I have seen a video of a patient escaping there jacket in the same way, captured on one of our security camera‘s. I knew that I needed to be able to stop someone using those methods of escape.”

“So you saw my show what did you think?” Yvette momentarily blushed, Lisa smiled did she have a fan?

“Well I quite enjoyed the performance though I do think some of the audience were two busy looking at your legs to properly tighten the restraint when you asked for volunteers. But back to this problem, obviously the patients have started to learn how to deal with these restraints so we have to implement something more secure to curtail any more escape attempts.”

“Where did you get a new restraint from?” Lisa suddenly thought about expanding her act if she had a new item to struggle against something a bit more impressive than a regular jacket.

Yvette grinned proud of herself “I had a few ideas and I got a friend involved who knows a bit about building things, what I … I mean we have created is a prototype for a new much more secure jacket that should help keep the more disruptive patients under complete control. I want you to test it; obviously we have to make sure it is secure and safe.”

“What do you propose on the advert you asked if I would be up for the challenge?”

Yvette got out a thick bundle of paper and put it on her desk with a pen in front of Lisa. “Well let me set this challenge, we have a hexagonal padded cell called the octagon its quite large and would make the perfect testing area. I would monitor the test, you would be put in our test jacket I call it ‘the prototype 1’ then you would have an encouragement too get out of it quickly. We have 1000 in our budget for the testing of this and if you can get out in the first day I will add 200 out of my own pocket. If you fail to get out after the first day then the reward drops to 750 and I withdraw the bonus, if you fail to get out by the second day the reward drops to 500 and if your still struggling by the third day it goes to 250 if you haven’t escaped by the fourth day then you get nothing I do remember you betting that woman at the end of your show and winning 50 from her when you got out of that rope tie.”

Lisa paused and quickly got her phone “Let me check my schedule I think I could do it I have some time now and no jacket has ever taken me more than an hour to get out off. One more thing if I do get out of the jacket can I keep it for my act?”

Yvette paused for a second thinking it over “If you can get out then we really do need to rethink how we are going to implement this, so I see no reason not to give you the prototype one once we have the mark two built. Also you will not be let out of the jacket for any reason until you escape is that condition clear?”

Lisa waited for a few seconds considering it for a few hours work 1200 and a new prop for her act she considered it a bargain, she nodded the meaning was clear.

Yvette prompted her gesturing towards the large document “do we have a bet are you up to the challenge?”

Lisa picked up the pen and signed the contract in front of her, pausing for a second to look at Yvette, that tight blouse certainly looked good on the blond woman, Lisa shook herself concentrate on business and answered “Yes that money is as good as in my pocket!”

Yvette pulled a bag out from under her desk and handed it to Lisa “Have a look at the jacket before you sound so confident.”

Lisa opened the bag she looked at the jacket it glancing over it with professional eyes. It had definitely started life as a standard Posey red or small size straight jacket. Lisa owned the next size up. The jacket had been taken apart and put back together. Someone had removed all the straps and buckles down the back of the jacket and replaced them with loops of canvas. The loops met like the teeth of a zipper down the back interlocking with two gaps at the back fairly high up Lisa wondered what those gaps were for but guessed that she would find out soon. They overlapped so that something could be passed through every single loop down the back of the jacket to secure it in place. There were no straps to undo but what would be passed down the back? The canvas loops down the back were heavy material triple stitched they didn’t look like they could be broken easily. Someone had gone to great effort to stitch them securely to the jacket. Someone had reinforced the side and front loops with extra stitching making the size of the loops smaller in the process, this was probably deliberate to ensure that the patient inside the jacket would have less room to manoeuvre. A quick check showed that it had been triple stitched with a heavy tread she had no chance of breaking it in her struggles.

Who ever had modified the jacket seemed to have a bit of knowledge of Leather working It looked like they had added a bit of extra security to the jacket with several bits of leather, there was an edging made from brown leather 3mm thick leather. 1inch of the strip was on either side of the jacket’s edge making the strip 2 inches wide then folded against itself around the canvas. The edge of the leather was regularly and smoothly finished with some sort of tool. The leather had a series of holes for the stitching cut in it along the edge with probably a comb punch. The stitching was irregular meaning that someone had hand stitched the reinforcement around the edge of the jacket, the thread looked like a synthetic sinew very strong. That must have been a struggle and taken hours but along both sides of the back around the neck and around the waist of the jacket, the leather made it difficult to damage the edge. 

It would look really good for her escape artist routine. Lisa also noted that the leather had been added onto the ends of the sleeves of the jacket stitched on with two ten inch sections of leather per sleeve. Sown over the top of the ends of the sleeves it made the sleeves tighter and also greatly reduced the ability of whoever was in the jacket to manipulate objects. Anyone despite how strong they were when trapped in the jacket could not relay on there fingers due to the lavers of leather and canvas.

Lisa looked at the collar of the jacket a piece of canvas similar to the normal straight jacket material had been cut into a circular form. This reduced the size of the opening and made the collar of the jacket very snug. It had been put under the original garment so that someone could not get at the stitching easily. She turned it over and looked inside, the jacket had the extra canvas triple stitched on with the same heavy thread but the material that made the tighter collar was well stitched. The edges had been rolled over on themselves so that the outer edge was folded inside and the edge of the jacket was effectively a triple layer of canvas and stitched with the same heavy thread. She assumed that the edge under the leather was in a similar form it certainly seemed thicker far more difficult to bend. 

Lisa looked closely at the collar there were six heavy loops very close to the edge of the collar. Two were in line with the shoulders then two were at the back either side of where the jacket closed. There were two more at the front at about equal distance apart. The loops looked to be the same diameter as whatever would be fed down the back of the jacket to hold it closed. Lisa looked at the sides of the jacket they had been unpicked cut down and sowed back together to make them tighter around the waist of whoever was secured into the jacket. It looked like that would make it quite a bit harder to escape from, but it would just take a bit longer for her to get out. Lisa looked at the bottom of the jacket there appeared to be no crotch strap that would make things considerably easier. Also the jacket looked like it had been shortened by about three inches form the standard models that would look good on stage but she wondered what its practical use was? Lisa looked at the sleeves of the jacket they did not have the traditional buckle and strap combination on the ends they had a very short length of strap that ended in a loop just like the loops on the back of the jacket.

Lisa remembered the two gaps on the back of the garment it was quite clever really the ends of the sleeves would be held in place by whatever was put down the back of the jacket filling in the two gaps it would make the jacket quite tight and eliminate some of the common ways to get a bit of slack in a garments sleeves but it would bring its own weaknesses. Lisa was sure that with time she could release whatever mechanism would seal the loops down the back of the jacket then it would just come apart and she would be free of the lot.

Lisa looked at Yvette “I think it will be a bit tighter than I am used to but I will get out eventually, at the most maybe three hours.” Yvette stuffed the jacket in a bag and then picked up a second bag.

Yvette led Lisa down a long corridor and down a flight of stairs then along an L shaped corridor, they stopped outside a heavy metal door she opened the door with a large key. Lisa looked inside there was a large hexagonal room the floor the walls and the back of the door were padded even the ceiling was padded it was eight feet in the air so a bit of a waste of effort. There was one quite bright light fitting trapped in a domed cage above the very centre of the ceiling. There were four dome cameras in the room spread about at the points of a compass they were secured behind heavy clear Perspex panels high up on the walls.

Lisa noted that Yvette had brought two bags one she had not showed her the contents Lisa wondered what other tricks there were to the jacket? Yvette looked at her “The challenge stipulates that you have to be naked to remove any variables.” Yvette removed her high heeled shoes and walked about on the padded floor on her nylon encased feet.

Lisa paused for a second she didn’t really what to be naked in a padded cell but she didn’t want to waist coming out to this place and losing a job by being squeamish now. Yvette looked at her with a mixture of anticipation and something else. Lisa would just be naked for a short time until the jacket went on she answered hesitantly “Ok I suppose that’s fair.”

Yvette emptied the jacket out of one bag she looked at Lisa a little impatient she obviously wanted to proceed. “Now strip naked, by the way we are recording this for later evaluation.” Lisa pulled her jacket off her trainers and socks. She paused to look at Yvette the woman was looking at her differently Lisa could not quite put her finger on it. “You must be joking” she expected a joke but Yvette was quite serious.
“I am not joking if you get out we use the footage of how you get out to make a prototype mark 2 jacket.” Lisa had to consider it was a good argument they were paying good money to watch her escape from a jacket to analyse how to make it more secure. Lisa removed her leotard bottoms sports bra and thong. She got her clothes together in a bundle. Yvette looked at her almost like she was enjoying the show, 
“Good girl put your clothes in this sack” Lisa bundled her clothing into the bag Yvette put the bag to one side with Lisa‘s kit bag “good girl.”

Lisa held up the canvas jacket judging the weight. Yvette took it from her hands turned it around and gestured for Lisa to hold her hands out. “Now put your arms in the jacket.” The canvas felt rough and Lisa noticed a few signs of wear and tear on the jacket it must have been in the asylum a while used for real then taken apart and put back together as a prototype. The rough canvas pushed against her chest against her nipples as it was manoeuvred into place. Yvette pushed a bit further “good wiggle a bit further so that you can get your hands right into the pouches at the ends.” Lisa considered the arms on the jacket a lot tighter than her regular escape which was a size larger. Lisa realised her upper body strength would go against her as she would completely fill out the arms of the jacket leaving little slack. It was a new sensation to actually use a proper restraint that had been in service in a real hospital Lisa could almost feel herself shiver. 

Yvette moved her hair out of the way and stepped behind her “Let me give the back of the jacket a little tug.” Lisa could feel her hands right down at the ends of the jacket sleeves. With all the extra leather added onto the top of the canvas there was little room at the end of the jacket sleeves and little movement in her fingers she could move them about a inch up and down even flex them a bit but any fine movement was a thing of the past. She was starting to feel the first pangs of doubt she could feel by the way that the jacket hung from her body that it would be much tighter than her normal escapes, she took a big nervous breath she wanted to keep her lungs inflated as much as possible to stop the jacket closing to tightly. Then she realised with the way the loops were she was not sure yet how the jacket would be closed that made her a little more nervous. She got a look from Yvette that for a second reminded her of the look she got from drunken frat boys, it was not entirely unwelcome.

Yvette turned away from Lisa she disappeared into the second bag, “Now let me get something from the bag.” Lisa looked on as a long white something unrolled from the bag. Lisa watched as Yvette showed her the next item Lisa still could not guess how the jacket would be closed at the back. Yvette took her look of puzzlement and started to explain more of the workings of the jacket. “This is a canvas strip it is twice the thickness of a standard strap.” she held it out for Lisa to examine, the strap looked very solid very thick. Yvette moved behind her “Well its two straps sown together so it’s quite strong.”  Yvette started to thread one end of the strap through the loops around Lisa’s neck, “Notice that this strap ends in a D ring I can feed this normal end through the collar from left to right.” Yvette did this then she started to feed the strap through something else. “Then I put the strap through the D ring and it is pulled tight keeping the collar of the jacket in place.” Lisa was now pretty sure how the jacket was going to work she would not be able to get a hand out the top of the jacket but there would be other ways to manoeuvre.

Lisa flexed her body stretching the muscles in her neck and shoulders “Ok that’s fairly tight I guess it would be almost impossible to get an arm out that way.” Yvette patted her on the back a sort of well done for working it out was conveyed in the gesture. Yvette fed the end of the strap through the first loop on the right of the jacket then through the first loop on the left of the jacket and then back to the right. There was very little gap between them and Lisa could already feel the jacket getting quite tight. Lisa had originally thought that the jacket would be a bit hard to apply to a struggling patient but the strap could be moved about from one side to the other and it would not matter how much the resisting patient struggled. Lisa could already feel the canvas tight against her shoulders pulling up against the underside of her arms pulling tight against her chest rubbing up against her nipples. Lisa was relieved that she was fairly flat chested and there was nothing to substantial for the jacket to catch on. Yvette stroked her hair with one hand it a way that was a bit to friendly. She spoke as she worked trying to reassure Lisa. “I feed the strap through these loops at the back of the jacket and a little tug and you see how secure this jacket is already.” Lisa estimated that maybe a third of the back of the jacket was secure and already it was tight.

Lisa though about it she gave the jacket a few experimental tugs there was not much slack. “Its quite tight the canvas is rubbing against my naked flesh its distracting.” Lisa had a hint of irritation in her voice as the canvas rubbed against her skin but she had agreed to it and there was little chance of backing out now. Yvette helped to move Lisa’s arms
“Now put your arms though the front loop we get your left arm through the side loop and then the strap feeds into the loop at the end of the sleeve.” Lisa pushed her arms into the front loop of the jacket right over left it was a bit of effort as it was quite tight then Yvette pulled her left sleeve around and back. Lisa found that her left arm was pretty tightly immobilised she didn’t have much movement at all. Slowly Yvette did up a little more of the jacket and Lisa found the jacket tighter still. Yvette stroked her shoulder she spoke in a soothing voice “and a few more back loops now we put your right arm through the side loop.” Lisa had to admire the design both arms were secured independently she could not get slack in one at the expense of the other. Normally when Lisa was put in a restraint she had rehearsed the escape dozens of times if not more. Now she was getting a thrill of the unknown could she do it her pulse raced. Lisa moved her arms and shoulder a bit trying to get more comfortable inside the tight canvas. Yvette got a grip on the strap “Just a little pull and you will see how tight it is.”

Lisa was having quite a bit of trouble moving her arms “Yes its surprisingly tight I was banking on having more movement in my arms.” Yvette looked at her she seemed to be enjoying doing this and Lisa figured that she had a right to be at least a little proud of her creation. Lisa flexed a little trying to get a feel of the jacket. 
“Ok just hold while I feed this strap through the last of the loops on the back.” Lisa had to admit that the jacket was very formidable now. Lisa also had to worry that there was no bottom to the jacket she was exposed. Yvette gripped the strap firmly “Now I give it a good pull to get any slack out” suddenly Lisa was gasping in surprise as the neck of the jacket squeezed her throat her eyes went wide as she was stunned for a second or two. “Hey ouch you pull on that it tightens around my neck?” Lisa was suddenly recalculating how long it would take her to get out of the jacket. Yvette had a triumphant tone in her voice “Are you starting to catch on?” the full implications dawned on Lisa, “Oh my god! If I struggle against this jacket I end up strangling myself” she paused for a second “that’s fiendish I will have to be really careful to get out.”

Yvette smiled a predatory and very evil grin “Now I haven’t finished securing you yet.” Lisa looked worried as Yvette reached into a bag she pulled out a large metal hook that ended in a four inch silver steel ball. One end of the hook seemed to have a ratchet in it. Lisa looked at the object more closely. The ball at the end seemed to have a hollow channel running through it, the device also had a bit of a rubber section at its base. The steel cylinder that made up the body of the large hook seemed to be a formed tube as it had a rubber stopper at one end. The mechanism on the other end seemed to join to something, for a few seconds Lisa’s mind refused to put two and two together.

Lisa realised that the horrible looking hook would attach to the strap on the back of the jacket. Her eye’s widened and she took a step backwards as she realised where exactly the hook would go. Lisa felt a pulse of something go through her body it was a heat there for a second then gone fear apprehension maybe, she thought about it anticipation no that couldn’t be right! She clenched her buttocks tightly together and looked around the room it suddenly looked far more terrifying. She was alone with Yvette and the look on her face was a little frightening. Nervously eyeing up the monster Lisa spoke “err that’s a butt hook isn’t it?” Yvette took a few steeps forward. Lisa took a step back, Lisa might have been bigger and stronger than Yvette but she was already wrapped in the jacket and quite scared, Yvette might be smaller but she was probably used to dealing with patients even resisting patients. Lisa took another step backwards she looked for a path to retreat the door to the room and been shut and Lisa had thought nothing of it she hadn’t even really remembered it shutting. Yvette held up the intimidating piece of stainless steal.
“Oh yes and it’s hollow so that we can give a patient enema’s without having to remove it. We just connect a tube to the rubber stopper at the base of the hook and it will flow along the length of the tube quite easily.”

Lisa stepped back and found padded wall behind her she looked at Yvette pleading with her “Can I back out? I don’t think I can do this.” Yvette shook her head and grinned holding the hook up “It’s too late for that dear now don’t struggle and I promise to lubricate it thoroughly.” Lisa panicked and pulled against the jacket it hardly budged she shook her head “No I have changed my mind let me out”. Yvette grinned and reached out to touch Lisa “To bad I gave you a choice.” Yvette got a good solid grip on the jacket as Lisa desperately begged her “Please no you don’t have to do this.”

Yvette seemed to pause for a second as if considering Lisa’s begging Yvette got close to Lisa and whispered “Too late”. Before Lisa could even react Yvette’s left leg was moving like a scythe sweeping Lisa off her feet. In mid fall Yvette tackled spinning her around. Lisa landed on the padded floor face down with Yvette on top of her. The fall to the floor knocked the wind out of her lungs. She tried to struggle and rise but the weight of the other woman was too much. The cold metal was pressed tightly between Lisa’s buttocks “Ugh no that hurt please stop let me out.” Lisa struggled more but it didn’t seem to do her any good the cold metal still pushed against her bottom. “Now just relax you were the one that declined any lubricant.” Lisa desperately panicked and thrashed about more, she was protesting but somehow her heart wasn’t in it “Please no ouch it’s to big ouch please stop pushing it hurts.” the cold metal was starting to sink inside her body and as much as she resisted it was still happening. “Relax and it will hurt less” Yvette gave her a slap on the bottom Lisa continued to beg “Ouch stop please no it’s too big stop pushing.” Tears rolled down the sides of Lisa’s eyes “Augh no please anything stop!” Yvette forced the ball of the hook in a little further and Lisa’s body closed around it locking it in place “Oh my god its inside me please take it out.” Yvette ignored her and reached for the strap coming form the jacket “no don’t attach the strap!” But it was too late and the jacket was tightly in place.

Yvette got up off of Lisa and gently rolled her over, Lisa could not believe what had happened to her she stayed resting against the side of the padded room for a few seconds while she caught her breath then slowly she braced her feet against the padded floor her back against the wall and slowly stood up. Lisa felt a bit strange her heart was racing and she should have probably been terrified at the sudden turn of events, she felt different and she could not put her finger on what it was yet. Yvette helped her to stand the last little bit. Lisa experimented trying to pull her arms just a little the strap pulled tighter and everything attached to it became much more uncomfortable. “There everything is nice and tight this strap is attached to a one way ratchet you need a little key to release it.” Lisa tried to move her arms about. The jacket was to tight it forced her to arch her back to remain comfortable if she slumped forwards it put more strain on the cold metal hook. 

Yvette reached out her right hand went around Lisa’s waist her left reached down and grasped the strap. Fear showed in Lisa’s trembling voice “Oh god it’s to tight let go, you don’t need to make it any tighter!” . “Now just a few more inches and your all ready for your escape attempt.” Yvette shook her head and gave the strap two short sharp tugs making the jacket that much tighter getting rid of the small amount of slack that was left. Yvette had a key in her hand from a suit pocket she inserted it into the middle of the ratchet.  “I will double lock the ratchet strap so there is no chance that you could accidentally strangle yourself.” Lisa could feel just how secure her prison really was she stood no chance of getting away though she still harboured a hope that she could come up with something eventually.

Lisa looked at Yvette trying to get some sort of sympathy “this isn’t fair every time I pull on the arms it chokes me and pulls that butt hook up my ass I can barely fidget in this thing its so tight!” Yvette had a lust full predatory look in her eyes her arms snaked around Lisa’s constricted waist. “Go on dear” Yvette prompted her Lisa thought for a second. “I have to keep my back straight and my shoulders pulled back or I make the strap tighter so I daren’t move my torso so I can’t get any leverage!” Yvette’s right hand ran down the curve of Lisa’s bottom before giving a gentle tug on the hook “Fiendish isn’t it some may say cruel and unusual but very effective at keeping sexy women like you helpless”. Yvette’s hands continued to run over Lisa’s body.

Lisa looked at her trying to bargain for her freedom “I didn’t agree to this you never said anything about it having this hook up my ass, its freezing every time I move my arms it just pulls it tighter in, and tightens the stupid collar how am I meant to escape?, its too tight” Yvette smiled at her and ran a hand between her legs, Lisa shuddered at the touch. Yvette held her hand up in front of Lisa’s face “that my dear is the point its not coming out.” Lisa looked at Yvette’s hand there was quite a bit of moisture on it Lisa went red in the face she could feel her body reacting strangely to the strict bondage the humiliation the presence of this dominant woman.

Yvette went over to a section off the wall. She inserted a long key between two pads and turned. A section of padding about three and a half feet wide by six foot long swung down from the wall on a hinge. It formed a bed there was padding completely around the bed and more padding on the wall behind it the bed was supported by two triangles of thick material that joined it to the wall. It was a fold away bed quite an odd thing but Lisa imagined that it would make her stay more comfortable there was a very thickly padded area at one end that would act like a pillow. There was no sheet but it would be fairly comfortable with the padding. Yvette moved over to the door. “There will be a liquid meal it will be served three times a day, fairly boring but nutritious you can drink it with a straw I might hand feed you would you like that?” Yvette pushed the key into another slot in the padding and released something she pulled out a section of padding that formed a little padded cube about 2 foot square obviously a padded chair in the corner. Yvette went into another corner of the room another hidden key hole and an entire section of the wall slid away. A toilet more of a large potty slowly slid into the room it was ringed with soft rubber the entire thing was padded around the base. As far as Lisa could tell she would have to squat down to use it. There was a foot pedal so that she could flush it so at least she would have a little independence it was better than being put in a diaper.

Yvette looked at her “we will play a bit of music through the intercom to keep you stimulated that will be from about 9am to about 8pm the lights will be on at these times and off at other times to help you sleep but don’t worry the camera’s are all night vision.” Lisa looked at Yvette she tried for a sarcastic come back but her “thank you” didn’t sound so sarcastic. Yvette pushed her down onto the bed and sat down next to her. “You better get out of that jacket or you will stay hear, our agreement said that you will not be let out of that jacket for any reason until you escape and I do mean that.” Yvette kissed Lisa on the lips and Lisa hesitantly kissed her back. Yvette started to cuddle Lisa her hands wandering to her bottom “besides we never managed to recover one of the patients that escaped and you look quite a lot like her so we do have an opening for a guest to stay with us a while.” Lisa made a half hearted attempt to pull away, “I thought it was just for four days!”

Yvette kissed her again longer this time Lisa put up no resistance. “Don’t be silly” Yvette pulled on the jacket and pushed Lisa onto the bed moving on top of her. “On no you should be careful of what you sign now good luck escaping somehow I think my bonus and my budget are safe don’t you?” Lisa looked a little nervous and kissed her back “I suppose an extended stay hear wouldn’t be so bad.” Yvette kissed Lisa then slowly started to peel her own clothes off just as it hit 8pm and the lights clicked off all that could be heard was kissing and soft moaning.