Drunk Tank 2 edited by John Drake

  It had been two weeks since her rather unexpected committal after an extremely wild night of partying. At least the patient thought that it had been about two weeks, she had very few references for time other than meals and being changed both of which seemed to happen at about the same time every day though in truth it could have been four weeks or one week for all she knew. The reason that she had such difficulty keeping track of time was due to her exquisite accommodation. She was usually kept in a punishingly tight hogtie in a tiny padded room, hooded with her mouth stuffed with a gag that kept her mute. A huge piece of rubber filled her throat with a tighter piece of rubber covering her head. With the ear plugs it made things even harder to keep track of.
  Her senses were completely restrained, her nose stuffed full of rubber tubes-she could smell nothing but rubber! Her sense of taste was gone, more rubber pressing against her tongue-apart from the occasions when her captors decided to make use of her tongue…
  Her sense of sight was no more with thick, merciless rubber pressed against her eyes not even a trace of light could be seen. Her sense of hearing was almost completely gone with the plugs inserted under the hood. Unless a nurse was practically next to her head and shouting they didn't exist to her senses. Her sense of touch was almost completely gone. Her entire body was punitively enveloped in layer after layer of sadistically tightened restraints.
  Her hands were in mittens attached to a thick belt around her waist and her limbs twisted tightly around her body. Her right hand wound tightly round in front of her, her left hand twisted behind her back and it was not just her hands inside the mittens they were full of some sort of silicone gel. She could not move her fingers one millimeter or her arms for that matter. It was so tight the restraint thwarted all movement of her limbs. Maybe it was in her head but she swore she was starting to forget what her hands looked like, being kept in almost isolated conditions was having that effect on her. Her world was reduced to the oppressive isolation of her restraints.

  For the most part she was kept face-down tightly hogtied in a leather sack, not that she could move at all in this position. Her feet were exposed out of a hole in the leather and her toes were connected to the back of her hood sadistically tightly not a single opportunity to even squirm in her bondage. 
  Beneath the hogtie sack which was complete overkill, strapped and laced closed she was laced into a ridiculously tight transport jacket and leg binder. Beneath them even more goodies-ankle cuffs, a tight, thick diaper and nipple clamps because long ago she had given the nurse too much trouble and the nurse didn't forgive or forget. The most humiliating addition had been the diaper to be given no other option but to use it under so many layers of restraints she was blushing under the hood.

  The first few days the nurse had come to torment her she had tickled her helpless patient’s body for an hour or two, then when the nurse’s sadistic dominant cravings had been satisfied she would finally get down to the business at hand. That was unwrapping her patient enough to change her, she would be freed from the sack the hobble skirt and then the diaper. She would be given no rest quickly she would be cleaned wiped and powdered the diaper would be changed and then the nurse would repackage her just as tight as before. 
  Sometimes she would stop to molest and spank her before completing her task. She had resisted only once and then she had been left in the same diaper for another day, she quickly learned not to be so stupid. The hood would then come off and she would be forced to use her tongue to entertain the nurse. The core of her gag would come out but the ring jammed behind her teeth would remain, it kept her jaw locked open it was a constant dull ache that she could not avoid, if she had done well she would get something a bit more tolerable to eat then be re-hooded. If she didn't do so well broccoli puree was forced down her throat so quickly she almost choked. Lovely.

  The nurse had quickly gotten tired of removing all these layers of restraint so bit by bit she had gotten accessories added to make her easier to care for. First the hood was changed to one that had a removable section over the jaw, the nurse no longer had to remove the claustrophobic piece of rubber to feed her so her one moment of sunlight of being free to feel something other than rubber was gone this new hood felt tighter than the first. The next addition was the plug-having a piece of greased rubber stuffed up her bottom and inflated to make sure that she didn't cause a mess was a new humiliation for her. It soon lead to a daily enema that the nurse had a sadistic level of enjoyment applying. How that quantity of hot soapy water could fit inside her body she did not know, if she didn't keep her nurse happy sometimes it remained inside her.

  After some time the catheter was added-a bizarre and intrusive sensation, with its tubes leading to the outside of the hogtie sack, connected to tightly sealed valves. She still wore a diaper to catch any drips but it was a little redundant they were at least using a thinner one. The nurse, Jackie would wheel the enema machine in, attach the tubes then let it run its course agonizingly slowly while she played with her prey, tickling her for hours on end or making her lick her feet or whatever she could imagine with the tightly tied bundle.
  Every tool imaginable had been applied to her patient’s feet-feathers, crops, ice and every part of the nurse’s body had had the patient’s tongue over it at one point or another. 
  She would forget on quite a regular basis if she had run the cleansing cycle. So then she would give Melissa a second and sometimes a third run while she was tightly hogtied on the floor. The worse time was when she was left filled up and the nurse had forgotten about her for two hours the cramps would make her fight her restraints like a mad woman for all the good it did while she was so tightly packaged.

  Other nurses had occasionally arrived to use her talented tongue, or to tickle her feet with feathers or both at the same time, she cringed at the thought. 
  They would get close to her to cuddle her to spank her to feel her up through the tight material. All in all, Melissa knew that she was in hell-a claustrophobic hell. She could not escape. She was starting to wonder if she imagined half the torments that the sadist nurse Jackie had applied to her. 
  One time she wondered if she was imagining it but there must have been an orgy in her cell there were four or five of the nurses squeezing her between them taking turns playing with her and each other until she was too exhausted to remain awake. The nurse seemed to spend her every spare moment tickling and playing with Melissa's poor restrained body, sometimes licking and sucking her toes, sometimes rolling her over and over until she felt sick and she could do nothing about it. 
  She was sure that this constant sadistic treatment would have caused her to go insane if it was not for one thing.
  After about two weeks (it might have been less, it might have been more) her tiny little world changed. one day Melissa had one ray of hope, even though she admittedly deserved on some level to be in this place. She thought about things after the drunken night through various actions that she didn’t really want to think about but dwelt on from time to time. 
  It had produced a lot of angry people and her current incarceration was due to quite a lot of mayhem that she had caused. She had originally got one small ray of hope, she figured that the hospital seemed to be starting to fill up, the place became busier. Jackie could no longer torment her for the entire time of her stay as other nurses would be looking after her, far less sadistic ones. 
  There was an angel in this hell hole she had met her the other day it took quite a while to believe that it was anything more than a delusion…

  She had released Melissa from quite a few of her confining restraints, the hogtie sack was removed allowing her to straighten her body out after such a long time tightly confined. The hobble sheath over her legs was removed and it felt good to feel the air on her skin. The hood came off and her senses started to return. 
  The ankle cuffs and the toe cuffs were removed. After several minute’s adjustment Melissa found that she could see and move about like a normal person-at least a lot closer to than she had in a very long time. 
  The nurse had not removed the gag as it was a strict no-no on the hospital policy. She had hugged her patient, not molested her, not forced sexual favors from her and not brutally tormented her. The new nurse spoke to her like a person, not a package or a sex toy. She introduced herself as Pauline. She was short and very cute and she was really nice to Melissa. 
  It was not just that she let her out of the hogtie sack for the first time in ages, more than that she didn’t put her straight back in it again. She was allowed to stretch to have some exercise. Pauline ended up giving her about two hours to be free to move about in her tiny little padded cell. She was not allowed out but it was paradise compared to being tightly hogtied all the time with your toes tied to the back of a stifling discipline hood.

  The next day was the first time that Melissa had been allowed out of her cell. Pauline had removed the hood and the leg binder. She opened the door telling Melissa to behave and lead her out of the room down the corridor and to a bath room. 
  The floors were cold but it was quite a novelty to have solid flooring under her feet and not the padding. The nurse removed the bits and pieces and the diaper and let Melissa use the wash room like a person not like an animal. She was not to be tied down, no humiliating enema, no merciless tickling. It was pure heaven just to have a bit of simple control over her own body and not to be left with the agonizing cramps, just to be left alone.
  It seemed to alternate every other day between Jackie and Pauline one day Jackie would be laughing to herself as she tickled a hysterical Melissa while plugging her into the enema machine. The next day Pauline would have her out of a layer of her restraints and brush her hair or some other small gesture to show she was sill human. Melissa realized that If she behaved Pauline would even remove/loosen some more of her restraints. 
  She had taken off the jacket and removed the ankle cuffs. Melissa was still naked under the jacket and got quite red with embarrassment not wanting Pauline to see her like this, even though she had changed her diaper at one point. But to Melissa's surprise and relief Pauline had a tee shirt and covered her up. Melissa thought to herself, ‘I feel like a person, not a package-a human not a prisoner.’

  The previous day Nurse Jackie had played a rather humiliating game with Melissa, unwrapping her, tormenting her pussy, embedding a huge toy inside her then packaging her tightly up again. Thankfully she was now in the hands of Nurse Pauline who had her in minimal restraints. Admittedly minimal restraints consisted of a massive gag strapped to her face, a waist belt and mittens that completely immobilized her arms and a tight crotch strap between her legs. It was still a hell of a lot better than the hogtie sack and the other accessories. 
  Melissa could only guess but maybe she had been in this accursed place a month now? No one had mentioned the date or any point of reference it was strange but she didn't dwell on it. 
  The nurse was still showing her a bit of kindness she pointed to her breast;
    “Poor little thing, I can loosen your nipple clamps but I can’t remove them, otherwise I would be in trouble… She might use something similar on me if I displease her.” Melissa nodded fervently. She had also lost the posture collar. Her neck ached a bit but she was free to look around and stretch. The nurse reached down. There was a click and the pressure on Melissa's tormented buds slowly decreased as the jaws were loosened. She patted Melissa on the shoulder and pulled the t shirt down to cover her up, “I hope this helps a little.”

  Pauline set about waxing Melissa's legs. It was something she could not do herself and it made her feel better about herself that she was still the beautiful young woman who had been admitted to the hospital. 
  It was a few minutes later that something happened. An emergency/alarm of some sort, everything happened in a blur. The ankle restraints were going back on. The nurse had almost done the first strap up then she turned to Melissa;
    “Behave please. I have to attend to an emergency.” Melissa smiled as the nurse taking care of her had to run away in a hurry to deal with it. She suddenly realized that this could be more than an extended break from the more extreme restraints. On examination Melissa realized in her hurry she had left the door slightly open. It didn't slam shut and she had noticed. For a fraction of a second she thought about possibly getting the nice nurse in trouble. She chased that idea out of her head with a tiny whisper into her gag;
    “This is my chance!” The thoughts of freedom ran through her head, there had to be more to her life than this!
  Melissa didn’t know how much more she could take, life was better with Pauline but it was countered by nurse Jackie and the sadistic bitch would one day find a way of breaking her. 
  Thinking about what she could be cooking-up gave Melissa shivers she had to get away, ‘I’ll be trapped in this institution if I don't do something and this is the only opportunity I have where I even have half a chance!’ The seconds ticked by as her body flooded with adrenaline as a prelude to her effort. It was a fight-or-flight response and she was not in a position to do either at the moment!
  She decided that she’d better escape now while she had this one opportunity-she was not thinking things through very far but thanks to Pauline she had some idea of the layout of this place and she might be able to get off the mental ward then convince someone that she had been put in restraints for a dare and could they very kindly release her before she was mistaken for a patient...

  Melissa had not done anything very physical in two weeks-the only muscles that had really had any work out were in her tongue. Her lungs had been bursting giggling and crying into her massive gag but that didn't really count. 
  She took a few deep breaths, braced herself, digging her feet in against the slippery padding and slowly struggled to stand up almost falling flat on her face with the initial push and barely avoiding careening off to the right. She had to fight manically just to succeeded in standing up having spent far too much time in the tight hogtie sack. It had really done a number on her legs. Unless Pauline spent half an hour massaging her poor limbs she could barely walk and without regular exercise she dreaded to think of the condition of her poor body. If it was up to Jackie she would have been left to wither away under the crushing leather.
  Tentatively Melissa took a step forwards but dramatically overestimated how far forwards she could shuffle in her current restraints. She tried to adjust her body and took a much smaller step feeling herself sliding on the padding. She tried to take a step back to compensate she was struggling to ‘walk’ like this it was more like shuffling than walking and she was failing to balance. 
  The world went backwards. Thankfully everything was padded. She felt her feet slip out from under her and tried to reach out to steady herself with her body. A mute squeal of surprise tried to escape her gagged lips then she felt her feet getting away from her. She hit the padding and span landing with a dull thud as she fell on the floor, not her best attempt ever and Melissa hoped that someone had not captured that on camera, she briefly looked up. If there was a camera there she couldn’t see it.

  Melissa lay there for a second on her side stunned. Then she rolled onto her back and pushed herself up against the padded wall having to take two attempts to get to a comfortable position. She was not going to be getting far like this, Melissa screeched into her gag in frustration. She tugged and pulled at the leather holding her hands firmly in place. She was cursing into her gag, sucking in as much oxygen as she possibly could, she pulled and wriggled. 
  She could feel her muscles heave and strain but her arms remained just as tightly fixed around her body as before. She strained and struggled at the leather chewing into her gag in frustration it was so dam tight, she would never be free of it!
  The concept of remaining a prisoner of the institution and Jackie spurred her on to keep trying.
  She tried to focus. She had to be practical, she had to get out of the ankle restraints first. The cell, the cell had to be the first, it had to be escaped from then maybe she could get a hold of something to free her arms but she would never find anything unless she could get out of her cell. 
  Concentrating, she needed to get to get away. She had to try to remove the secondary restraints. The nurse had not been paying much attention, she hadn’t done a proper job of securing the ankle straps. Melissa scissored her legs trying to pull her ankles apart.   
  They remained in place though she twisted and wriggled like an eel trying to shift the leather locked around her ankles, the restraint creaked but didn't move-she’d failed to make any impact upon it. 
  Marshaling all her strength, she pulled back with her right leg and pushed with her left trying to pry her ankle free there was a creak and nothing. She was left covered with a sheen of sweat making no impact on her restrained ankles other than to cause her tendons to complain and her muscles to protest after so long without any substantial exercise.

  Melissa changed tactics. Her ankles and leg muscles were in agony she couldn't keep fighting against the ankle cuffs like this for a prolonged period but she was still mentally prepared. She had not given up even if the muscles in her thighs were that way inclined it was far from over. If she could just get one arm free she was sure that she could get her ankles free from the cuffs. She tried to wiggle her wrists around to twist them free from the straps and mittens holding them, struggling for all she was worth. 
  It was a slim chance but she persevered, she had to get her arms free of the cursed leather that was pinioning her limbs in such a painful manner, she just had to get free.   
  There was a great creaking and groaning from the leather and shooting pain from her muscles but the restraint barely shifted backwards and forwards more than an inch at maximum and it pulled the crotch strap very tight which was also having an effect on her that was to say the least distracting her from her goal. 
  A creeping horror slowly began to dawn on Melissa that she would not be getting out of any of the restraints despite her opportunity or best efforts. 
  She had tried to remove the primary restraints. It was a complete fail. Her hands were sealed inside mittens suspended in silicon gel. What did she think she was going to do, break free? 
  The mittens were secured at wrist and tip she could struggle and squeal until kingdom come and she would make no progress. As well as the painfully tight straps around her elbows she could not do anything to free her arms and the straps cut into her flesh as she squirmed. She felt herself turning red with all her struggling. The tee- shirt had ridden up and now it was more of a collar. She had only managed to exposed her clamped breasts they were the only thing free!

  Many things ran through Melissa's head-despair at the idea of being stuck-she pushed it down, desperation-she had to get away from that sadistic nurse’s clutches. She was little more than some sort of bondage sex toy for the perverted nurse. 
  She took a deep breath, as deep as she could with the gag and started to renew her efforts regrettably leading to even more frustration with her boobs bobbing up and down with her struggles. 
  Melissa tried to remove the secondary restraints again. She calmed down, forcing herself to think. She couldn't just struggle that had not been working. She noticed something lying just between two of the sections of padding on the floor. Some real luck noticing that the nurse Pauline had dropped a pen on the floor. 
  She used her toes to pull it out from between the padding. She was careful, she didn't know how much time she had before someone came back to check on her and she had wasted so much time with futile struggling.
  Melissa managed to jam it between the buckle and the strap on the third attempt, pushing it against a wall bracing herself as best she could. She exerted a little force then a little more as the pen dug in the strap buckle. There was an anticlimactic creak as the leather came loose-her ankles were finally free!
  Her heart leapt and hope washed over her. The cuff was still linked to her left ankle but she could walk without falling over or hopping. Now she had to use the opportunity that had presented itself.
  Melissa struggled to stand up again pushing herself off the padding braced against the wall. She was a little bit out of breath and quite unsteady on her feet. She almost went over again but this time she could adjust her position take a step and not end up kissing the padded floor again. 
  She had been relatively inactive while restrained, it would take her some time to get back up to speed especially with the way her arms were restrained, it threw off her natural walking rhythm. 
  After about three steps she was at the door. As soon as she was off the padding she would not be struggling to ‘walk to balance.’ She kicked the cell door with a little more force than was necessary but it felt good to let a little frustration out. The door flew open and she looked out of her cell, the coast appeared to be clear. Nothing, no noise the hospital must still be half empty. 
  She took a deep breath, it was the closest thing to freedom she’d had in a while! She looked at the threshold of the door if she was caught the other side of it she would be in trouble but she didn't have much of an idea what else they could do to her that she was not already experiencing on a regular basis? Her right toe touched the ground outside her cell it felt exhilarating and cold.

  Melissa felt a wave of exhaustion threaten to overtake her, she had been fighting the restraints for ten fifteen minutes she was not too sure but her body was tired. Her heart was racing as she tentatively stepped out into the corridor of the hospital a few steps and her vigor renewed as a surge of adrenaline flooded through her body. The next few steps she took with confidence, no one to supervise her! Soon she would find a way to shed the rest of the restraints.
  Melissa was four meters down the corridor when her tired body began to register the effect of the remaining restraints. Melissa felt her cheeks blush her body was getting hot in an entirely new way. She had to think the combined effects were distracting with the swinging of the nipple clamps tweaking her body. Despite the pain, it was arousing. 
  The crotch strap from the belt was wide and tight-it was very stimulating with every step that she took. She found that she was taking very small steps to reduce the effect of the buried plugs. The sadistic nurse Jackie had added a large sex toy the other day it was humiliating as there was a weight in it that moved about when she was rolled around the floor the nurse had added it giggling to herself while she did it. 
  It was quite stimulating to say the least and had made her squirm a lot but its presence was even less desirable now. Her body had been experiencing it in the background but now she was rather over stimulated.
  The butt-plug was ribbed and quite large, it also moved around with every step and was more painful but also quite stimulating stuffed into her tightly restrained little body. The weight of the nipple clamp chain kept tweaking at her sensitive breasts.   
  Melissa had been tortured, tickled on her sensitive bare feet for a very long time and the nurse had massaged some sort of cream into the soles of her feet. Now they seemed very sensitive to the very cold floor, still she had spent a lot of time in the hogtie sack everything else was probably quite cold in comparison it was a miracle she could think at all.
  Melissa took a few more steps. A heavily muffled but still very aroused moan tried to escape the gag. She was being stimulated with each step and aggravated by her inability to do anything about it. 
  She pulled on the arm restraints which in turn pulled on the crotch strap, pushing the toys more deeply into her. She had to stop herself there before the sexual frustration overwhelmed her and they found her just wriggling about on the floor trying to get enough stimulation to cum. She focused and moved further down the corridor keeping an eye out for nurses, cleaning staff anyone or anything else.
  The clamps jingled around getting on her nerves it would make things better if she could get rid of them she tried to shake them off no good and quite a painful reward for her efforts.
  Melissa tried to remove them with a more determined effort. She saw something in the corridor she could use. She hooked the chain against a door handle and tugged. It hurt a lot. She backed up, braced both her feet, tugged some more and there was a creak and a shooting pain. Only one came off and there was a gagged scream that seemed to reverberate down the corridor! It hurt so much, how could anything hurt so much? 
  She was almost falling over, she just wanted to curl up into a ball and lay there but she had to keep moving now, she had a chain swinging from her right nipple and she wanted it gone but she was not willing to repeat that trick with the door handle again, too painful! 

  Melissa had to worry now, had she prematurely ended her escape plan? That had been quite a lot of noise from her perspective. If someone was about they would come to investigate what was going on, still on the other hand leaving a set of nipple clamps lying on the floor would have also looked suspicious. Melissa swore she heard the sound of footsteps. She stopped and listened. Someone was coming, she had almost been detected she had to move quickly. 
  She saw a side corridor and hurried off down it. She looked around while she moved, there had to be something. She started to panic. It was all over, her one chance gone. Then moments later relief flooded through her-she was saved by a cleaner’s cart. It looked like she might be able to squeeze behind it and the wall to hide. 
  Melissa managed to nudge the cart away from the wall. She squeezed her bound body between the cart and the wall, her naked breasts pushed up against the cold steel of the cart. Her heat beat in her chest and she felt more and more nervous she had to stay still not to be noticed. 
  Melissa looked out of the gap she felt her heart skip a beat, there was a nurse looking about. She thought, ‘Oh God its Jackie! I must keep out of her reach what would she do to me?’ Her heart was beating faster and faster she realized that she should have pushed the cell door shut behind her when she left then they would have taken longer to discover her escape attempt. 
  Finally, after what was only a second or two but felt an age the nurse walked away and Melissa breathed a sigh of relief she was not going to fall into the sadist’s hands just yet.
  She gave it a good five minutes for the nurse to move away and for the beating of her heart to drop down and as calm and collected as she could be she slowly wiggled her way out from between the wall and the cart and headed out towards a marked fire exit. Her shoulders ached from fighting the restraint, her whole body ached but she could practically smell the fresh air of freedom.
  One minute went by as she walked cautiously towards the fire exit, then two minutes passed. The door seemed to be a long way away. 
  With the gag and the restraints it was a bit of a fight to keep going. Melissa was worried they might have found her cell empty. They might have noticed she was missing-it looked like Jackie was looking for her. She had to speed it up or she might lose this opportunity. 
  Obviously speeding up her pace had an effect with the plugs and straps. She was red and panting with almost no strength left when (however many minutes later, she had lost count) she eventually reached the exit.
  There was a push bar. What luck, she didn't need to use her hands-she could just shoulder barge it and get out! Melissa sped up, using all her remaining energy and charged into the door. 
  She was expecting and alarm to go off & would have to make a mad dash or have to hide but nothing happened, the door swung open-she’d done it! Well that was what she thought as the door opened one foot, two foot she nudged it with her shoulder and it opened all the way. Then she realized that something was off with the fire exit.    
  Melissa realized that it was different from what she thought. The fire exit from the patents area lead into a rescue area-a heavily protected fire lobby not to the outside world. 
  In hindsight she could see that it would stop patients escaping. There was another locked door that could only be operated by the fire rescue service the other side of the first door. In that space two people were already waiting with big grins on their faces.   
  Melissa realized that she was in big, big trouble-that she had been cruelly tricked. The nightmare of a nurse Jackie was grinning at her;
    “Surprised to see us? I bet you thought that I had actually managed to amend your records so you would be incarcerated indefinitely, trapped for good. Silly girl you were under a four-week assessment!” 
  The news hit Melissa like a sledge-hammer and Jackie's companion made things even worse. It looked like she had fallen prey to a long con, they had slowly been building up her hopes of escape only to crush then now. 
  Jackie's companion was Pauline who had been completely deceiving her, telling her it was a pity about Jackie convincing them to hold her here. She had been acting friendly but now she simply looked predatory. She was a fake just pretending to be a good nurse waiting for the time to reveal herself. Pauline grinned;
    “What a pity, tomorrow would be your release day. You would have gone to court, had a fine, maybe lost your license, maybe had to do some community service or a little time at a minimum security prison, however after this regrettable incident,” Jackie smiled, “…they will leave you to our tender care for the foreseeable future, my little tickle slave.”

  Melissa looked around. She could see security cameras and realized that everything was a trap, with the footage from the security cameras and the testimony of the nurses she was toast. 
  Pauline switched back to (fake) sympathy. She grinned then looked very disappointed, “Why would you try to escape now, after all I did for you? I guess you really are a naughty girl ...” 
  Melissa tried to turn and run but Jackie was too quick, grabbing the dangling nipple clamp holding it like a leash. She grinned as she re-applied the dangling clamp adjusting the nipple clamps tighter than before and locking them back in place. Melissa screamed into her gag again, a sound that seemed to excite and arouse her captors, gaining her more predatory looks. She was terrified about what they were going to do to her now!
  Pamela grabbed the chain between the clamps from Jackie. She sadistically pulled, forcing Melissa's exhausted body to jog behind her back to her little cell. It was worse now as Jackie kept smacking her on the bottom as they went with some sort of wooden paddle. All the while the two nurses took turns telling her about how they would restrain and torture her. 
  Melissa didn't want to know what a ‘pear of agony’ was or a scavenger’s daughter-they didn't sound like they had any therapeutic use! They sounded more like something that belonged in medieval times or a museum sealed up behind glass away from her!

  Melissa was forced back into her padded cell. She did immediately notice one addition a length of chain hung down from some sort of hidden bolt suspended from the ceiling. Pamela grinned;
    “Time for a little stretching exercise my pretty little patient” She attached the hanging chain from the ceiling to the posture collar but before she connected it she used the chain connected to the nipple clamps to pull Melissa half way up on her toes to a position that would be excruciating to maintain for any length of time, then they locked the collar on her. Jackie and Pamela kissed her on the cheeks;
    “Stay darling, we are going to get more comfortable.” 
  The two nurses wandered off leaving her balancing on her toes, desperate not to be throttled by the chain. Slowly her legs cramped, her thighs, her calf muscles and toes. Tears slowly rolled down her cheeks and she started to sway trying to relieve the cramps in her legs. 

  It was maybe an hour before the two nurses returned. Their outfits made Melissa's eyes bulge-she was trapped in something from the Twilight Zone! 
  Both were dressed in sexy apparel completely inappropriate for the workplace. They were both dressed in tight rubber versions of nurse’s outfits. The costumes barely contained their breasts and barely covered there bottoms they came with with white stockings connected to garters and high strappy heels. They wore long rubber gloves.   
  Pamela grabbed Jackie and kissed her full on the lips. Jackie returned the kiss, they both giggled and returned to staring at their star patient. 
  Pamela wheeled in tray of apparatus, “Some people would pay well for this…” She giggled. 
  Melissa frantically fought against her bonds in a futile effort as she was sandwiched between the women as they groped and licked and played with her restrained body. The futile fighting against her bonds turned into whimpering and begging, she could not help but be a little aroused with the tight rubber held against her.
  Melissa soon found out that the short cute nurse Pamela who had been faking being a caring individual was even more twisted and sadistic than the other nurse, Jackie. It was a close race between the two of them at any rate!
  Very soon Melissa had bite marks and scratches all over her body. They used ice, feathers, whips and paddles. It never seemed to stop and her body was aching more and more. 
  The nurse, Pamela seemed to specialize in teasing and denying her body, getting her to the point of an orgasm then crashing it leaving her stewing in a pool of sexual frustration. The two nurses didn't seem to want to end her torments but they finally stepped away from her abused and aroused body they seemed almost as exhausted as she did.

  They smiled and grinned. Jackie nodded and tipped her cap to Pauline who smiled back;
    “It was your idea and it has worked perfectly.” Pauline grinned;
    “Melissa, our dear sweet patient we have a little game we want to play with you. You are going to choose between many restraints and tortures and then we will apply them to your helpless body. We feel that two should be enough now let us give you a bit of information before you decide which two.”
  Jackie grinned, pulling out a bundle of leather from the cart;
    “Really, after that escape attempt we should put you in a far more restrictive restraint, something so tight you will never ever think that you could get out. I have the perfect thing-a reverse prayer mitten configuration harness. It’s much stricter than what you currently have applied to your body and there is a certain symmetry in that position I find appealing. Of course your arms will take a long time to get used to it.” Melissa could barely contain her horror the idea of having her arms wrenched into an even tighter position was horrific! Pauline picked something up from the cart and stroked it;
    “Have you ever heard of a layered pressure hood? It has three layers to it, starting with a rubber layer on the inside a leather one on the outside with a bladder between the two, the middle layer expands making it that much tighter that much more punishing. Of course, you can lace and strap it up really tightly to begin with,” she grinned, “…then if you wanted to make it permanent you could fill it with liquid latex.” Melissa decided whatever was going to happen they could not get her to choose that one it sounded far worse than the hood that she had already endured.
  Jackie held up a piece of black rubber the length of her forearm it took Melissa a second to identify what it was, her eyes when wide as saucers. Jackie grinned holding the object in front of her face “How about a nice inflatable vibrating butt plug? it can torment you all day long holding you on the edge of an orgasm and every day we pump it a little bit larger, also we could attach you to a rolling enema machine no rest just the constant flow of water cleaning you out wouldn't that be lovely dear?” she answered with her panicked eyes and the frantic shaking of her head.
 
  Pauline dived into the cart-she showed a couple of bits of metal to Melissa while she stroked her nipple virtually cackling;
    “Those nipple clamps are a bit tame. We have some far more exciting nipple stretchers-they clamp and pull the entire nipple out making your flesh far more sensitive and they have so many adjustments also they come linked with a much heavier chain. We also have these and tight rubber straps that could slip over your perky little titties at the base and close them up making them bulge. Imagine that it’s a two for one deal.” Melissa looked at them. It looked sadistic and unimaginably painful-no, no, no!
  Jackie held up another item. It looked like it was made of stiff white leather. It seemed to be tailored around a woman's waist and almost looked like some sort of corset. A corset with extreme quantities of laces buckles and straps! She grinned;
    “We could upgrade your transport jacket to a corset jacket. It’s called a Venus restraint system as when its fully tightened up you have no arms like the Venus de Milo. This type of jacket is so much tighter than what you are used to, with all these laces down the sides your poor sexy body would be crushed inside it!”
  Melissa was dreading it even more than the tight transport jacket that she usually wore. Her standard wardrobe was tight unforgiving and uncomfortable this would be a lot worse thought against some of the other items she was considering it!

  Pauline was ready with the grand finale, she pulled out several ominous pieces of heavy steel that seemed to slot together into a frame. She slowly constructed the item slotting the sections together then she pointed to several bundles of pumps and tubes on the trolley grinning;
    “We have a flying hogtie frame-it works with the regular hogtie sack but you are suspended from the ceiling above the floor, perfect for sensory deprivation.” 
  Melissa didn't consider that too bad. As menacing as it looked, it didn't have the same impact as the other items. Of course, the reality might be another thing but that would be far too late after she had made her decision. She was starting to lean towards the corset and the hogtie frame, how much worse could it be than what she was currently suffering?
  Melissa started to look at two of the items she was considering. Pauline held up a hand;
    “Hold your horses dear, it’s not that easy. We aren't going to just give you a choice. We will give you the opportunity to work for it, we will give you a few tests. If you pass them then we will give you a choice which two of these we use on you but first you have to perform well in our tests. Got it dear?” She held Melissa's head around the chin looking into her eyes. Melissa looked back, wondering exactly what she would have to do to get a choice. However, she thought about it. At each level, each option was equally horrible. She was sure that if she didn't play along they would come up with some sort of humiliating and painful penalty on top of everything else.

  Jackie walked up to her, holding some sort of remote control in her hand. She grinned;
    “Can you hold on without coming from the vibrations for five minutes?” Her hand moved swiftly and suddenly without warning the vibrator inside Melissa's pussy turned on at full power Melissa had to think of something or else she would lose quickly. She thought she must resist this assault, she had to pass this test to have a chance at some sort of control. 
  Her mind became confused with the vibrating assault on her senses. Maybe she should just enjoy this, or was any choice an illusion? Still an illusion was better than nothing. They were trying to make her do one thing, she would resist in whatever small way she could and this time it would be to keep control over her body even for a few brief minutes! 

  Melissa concentrated on something else. She looked up pushing the sensations from her body. She was a human being with a working mind-she could control herself. She counted the padded ceiling tiles. They had padded the ceiling! What the hell were they expecting her to do jump up there with a Pogo stick? She held on, biting down onto her gag ignoring other parts of her body. It was working and she was getting control over her body bit by bit. She breathed in, then out. 
  In frustration, Jackie jammed her hand tight against Melissa's crotch pushing the vibrator in slightly deeper. Melissa continued to hold on but her body was pretty exhausted already. The workout Jackie and Pauline had given her was working against them now, as her numb body was not responding as quickly as before to the stimulation. She could do it!
  The nurses looked less pleased, expecting her to fall at the first hurdle. Pauline looked like she had sucked a rather sharp lemon. After a quick look at their less confident faces Melissa continued to look up. She counted the ceiling tiles again focusing on the pain in her toes in her thighs washing her arousal away with the pain and aches from her muscles. Jackie looked at the timer-five minutes exactly. She cheated and left it running. Melissa seemed to be just on the edge of folding. Jackie looked at the timer. Five minutes fifteen seconds and her patient was still holding out. Pauline looked at her partner in crime;
    “I can’t believe she did that let’s make it ten and try again.” 
  The nurses had changed the rules to suite themselves! When Melissa thought that it was over, she was suddenly only half-way through it!
  The two nurses tried to kiss and lick her, play with her breasts to try and make her more aroused but her body was sluggish and the sensations were dull. Despite their bests efforts and a very effective vibrator.
  Melissa held on eight minutes then nine. She felt she was about to fold then it was over. Jackie looked surprised amazed that she did it. Pauline patted her on the head;    
    “Well done we might actually have some decent entertainment after all.” Melissa was released from her standing position and as the chain linking the collar to the ceiling was released her legs quivered like jelly and she almost fell. Pauline deflated and removed the core of her gag allowing her to breath a bit easier and drool all over herself. Pauline grinned, “Okay, if you can make me come in four minutes we will consider it your second challenge complete.” 
  With desperation and enthusiasm Melissa dived between the woman's legs finding that she was not wearing any underwear beneath her short rubber skirt. Melissa was licking, sucking, working between them until the nurse came in a surprisingly powerful orgasm. 
  Pauline looked surprised as she checked and it had been three minutes, forty-five seconds;
    “Good girl, very good girl!” Jackie also looked surprised. Melissa's technique had been improving, for a second she expected to have to service Jackie as well but they just continued on with the next challenge.

  Pauline grinned at Melissa. She looked rather invigorated in the afterglow of her recent orgasm. She leant towards Melissa so that they were face to face and used a cloth to clean her patient up a bit. She gave her a warning in a stern voice as she removed the gag from around Melissa's head;
    “Now don't speak. If you make one bit of noise you fail, we are going to give you five minutes tickling.” 
  Melissa's eyes went round as saucers, filling with dread. This would be the worst thing yet! She hated to be tickled but she was going to resist as long as she could. The gag was pulled out of her mouth and Pauline looked at Jackie, “Go.” Melissa found Jackie assaulting her feet while Pauline attacked her ribs. She bit her tongue, concentrated on the other sensations and held out. After four minutes the two nurses looked at each other surprised. After five minutes Jackie looked astounded, talking to Pauline;
    “I don't believe it she was able to keep quiet how I am not quite sure, she must have some reserves of determination left.” She turned and looked at Melissa grinning, “We will have fun tickling them out of you.” 

  Pauline went over to the tray of supplies. She pulled a paddle out from amongst all the other restraints and toys. She moved towards Melissa and looking down on the frightened woman she held the paddle in front of her face. Melissa looked at her questioningly not daring to make a noise. Pauline grinned;
    “Now for the last bit, this challenge will be the last step. Now be a good patient, open wide.” Melissa complied slowly, hesitantly expecting some sort of cruel trick.   
  The paddle was jammed between her teeth, she bit down and Pauline stroked her hair;
    “Hold this paddle between your teeth.” Melissa clenched her teeth as hard as she could and Pauline turned to Jackie, “Now let’s tickle her, if she drops it then she fails.” 
  Melissa held on through their initial assault but Pauline was fed up with playing nice and after two minutes she turned to Jackie;
    “Get the crop, let’s see if she can hold on.” 
  Blows rained down on Melissa-her exposed breasts, her bottom, legs and on her thighs but she kept holding onto the paddle biting it as hard as possible.
  Melissa had a look in her eyes, a set determination that she had not possessed in the last four weeks. She found reserves that she wouldn't have believed that she possessed, holding on for five minutes against the assault. 
  Jackie and Pauline were getting winded. They had tried everything but Melissa still held onto the paddle. Pauline shrugged with a hint of casual cruelty, she spoke to Jackie;
    “Let’s make it a bit longer.” Jackie's smirk as she reached for the crop wavered as she saw the confident look on Melissa's face. The duo continued to try and force Melissa to drop the paddle but after she had fought for so long she was not going to fall at the final hurdle! 
  Pauline looked at her in disbelief and surprise;
    “I can’t believe she held on for another ten minutes. She really must want to avoid something in our little selection.” The two of them regarded their exhausted but grinning patient. Jackie shrugged looking over at the selection on the trolley;
    “I wonder what it is?” Melissa was exhausted but pleased they would not break her today and she would not give them an answer that they could use against her. The silence was ironically the best response with no gag keeping her mouth shut was probably a better tactic than giving them a piece of her mind.

  Melissa watched as Pauline and Jackie huddled in a corner talking to each other in hushed whispers. Melissa knew that they were planning something. She watched them with apprehension. Finally Pauline moved over to her. She looked sweet but Melissa was not fooled this time. The nurse spoke;
    “Congratulations, you passed our three tests but we figure you deserve them all any way for being such a sexy, ticklish patent.” 
  They were just winding her up, they must have planned to do this to her all along. Now she would give them a piece of her mind
    “Mmmmmmmmmppppppphhhhhh!” It was too late before she could say anything a bundle of cloth was jammed between her lips. Pauline grinned;
    “We are going to apply all of the restraints and torments anyway, absolutely everything we have shown you and probably one or two other items. You should feel privileged that we are spending so much time with you.” Melissa didn't feel privileged with all the attention tormented would be the word of choice for her.
  She tried to spit out the bundle of fabric but her jaw was sore and the amount of fabric was truly massive. She struggled a little as they produced a new posture collar it seemed to be made of rigid metal, plastic and leather layers it was not flexible at all rather than having a simple buckle or strap it was hinged in three places splitting into quarters it would be completely unforgiving looking at it the item was a bit like a trauma collar quite well padded but stiff and unyielding. They showed her the device in detail to try and torment her there were many anchor points at the rear of it, Melissa had to wonder what would anchor to them. 
  Melissa tried to move away as Jackie removed the old collar and Pauline moved closer with the new one. She found a brief moment when she could stretch her neck as the old collar came off. It was still a second to enjoy getting a bit of movement in her neck but it was over shortly. She tired and failed to resist them as they added the severe posture collar around her neck. It pushed down on her shoulders, forced her head back and up. It was tight, un-moving and far thicker and stronger than the last one. Idly Melissa wondered why it looked like it could support a considerable weight from the collar?

Melissa worked out what was coming next they were going to put her in a reverse prayer attach the mittens to the back of her neck. A configuration that would be much stricter than what they currently had her restrained with. She pulled away but just hit the wall. They pulled her around and set to work changing things. Jackie released the straps holding her hands to the belt, mitten tips, wrists and elbows. 
  For the first time in about four weeks Melissa could feel her arms again but she could barely move them at all, the bondage had been so severe she had the sensations of pins and needles with shooting pains as her arms were moved around. 
  She had no additional energy to struggle as the tips of the mittens were connected high up to the back of the collar. Then her wrists were strapped together and her elbows were linked to the waist belt. It was made really tight, each pull and tug elicited another cry of pain from between Melissa's lips into the gag. Her arms were slowly notch by notch drawn into a tight merciless position folded up neatly behind her back forcing her to arch her body into a very provocative position. 
  The nurses played with her nipples and tickled her to make her squirm about to see if she still had any movement in her arms. It was minute but they still wanted to make sure she stood no chance of escaping. 
  They dived into the trolley looking for something. When she thought that it was over they came back with a few very wide straps to help make her arms truly immobile, wrapping them over the folded limbs and tightening them until the rubber straps squeaked in protest. They practically enveloped her arms apart from the tips of her elbows and the mittens sticking out at the top. It made her arch her back and present her breasts even more, making them appear quite a bit larger and utterly helpless like an open invitation.
  Pauline grinned at her;
    “You look so good with your arms like that! I have been waiting in anticipation to wrap you up like this for a week or more.” She stroked Melissa's breasts; “I have some accessories to compliment your new look.” Jackie grabbed Melissa around the neck while Pauline held the nipple stretchers in front of her face, she also held something else. It didn't need much explanation but the sadistic nurse continued anyway, “These tight rubber bands can slip over your perky little titties. They clinch real tight at the base of your breasts and you get a good squeeze. She grabbed her breasts tightly to emphasize her point. 

  The two nurses went to work in unison. They attacked, Jackie on the right breast and Pauline on the left. Melissa thought that the old pair of clamps were bad but this set was worse. It was more like two clamps per nipple-one holding the base of her nipple the second holding the tip with a long adjustable screw thread between them that Pauline took great delight in adjusting so that Melissa felt like her nipples were being pulled off. 
  It was worse than the last one and it seemed to be causing some sort of unwanted erotic change in her body. The straps around the bases of her breasts were an unwanted addition as well. The two nipple stretchers had a shorter but heavier chain between them so that they pulled in a far more pronounced way. 
  When they were finished securing and locking the clamps shut Pauline demonstrated just how effective they were using the tip of her finger curled around the chain to effortlessly pull her patient about much like the old one.
  Jackie picked up Melissa's old gag for a second. She thought that the sadistic nurse would remove the bundle of cloth currently gagging her and return the gag to its previous position but she was wrong. 
  Pauline pulled something out of the trolley and approached her;
    “We were sure that you would screw up on that last challenge with your jaw being so tired from the gag. Obviously you have not been gagged harshly enough-we will do better from now on.” She held up a new gag. The buckles looked heavier, the straps thicker and wider and the gag itself far larger Pauline grinned at her prey, “This apparatus is two sizes larger and it contains the same features. We can inflate the core to muffle you or remove the center of it entirely to force feed you.”

  Jackie pulled the bundle of cloth out and Pauline pushed the un-inflated gag into Melissa's mouth. It would not fit at first both nurses pushed hard forcing the gag into place slowly. 
  Melissa's jaw was forced to distend further and further She was terrified and screamed into the gag would her jaw break? It worked its way between her teeth finally slotting into position behind her teeth levering her jaw jammed mercilessly open. As soon as it was in the straps were done up cutting into her face the gag was inflated until every corner of her mouth was packed with expanding rubber. Her cheeks were distended bulging and she couldn't make a single muffled protest. Pauline kissed her on the front of the gag;
    “You look so sexy like that.” 
  Jackie held up the next item for her to see. It was a hood of some sort that seemed to be made up of a very thick material. Melissa realized that she would soon be encased in this item, plunged back into a world of darkness. It was pointless but she tried to shake her head and beg into her gag but based on her experience it was not going to happen. There would be no mercy, no reprieve. Jackie grinned;
    “This layered pressure hood as previously described has three layers to it-a rubber layer on the inside, a leather one on the outside with an inflatable rubber sack between the two. The middle layer expands making it that much tighter than any other hood we have, much more punishing.” She grinned and removed a section. There was a patch over the jaw area. Even hooded they could still make her service them and keep her tightly hooded. That was not really a great surprise.
  There was a brief panic as they pulled the hood over Melissa's head. It was so thick and heavy stifling, muffling all sound and eliminating all light. She started to panic more as the hood was closed. She thrashed about in her bonds but it did little as the hood was secured laced and strapped closed. Then there was a break and a pushing sensation against the hood as something warm seemed to be flowing into the it. The gap between the layers was expanding, filling with some sort of gel. It was getting so tight that Melissa couldn't believe it! 
  She was helpless to resist as the hood got tighter and tighter and the sound around her became duller and duller. They had filled the hood with some expanding chemical and were not planning on removing it from her for a long time!
  The two nurses removed the syringe from the hood having injected a gel that expanded and filled between the two layers. It was now like her head was encased in rubber or liquid latex that had set. They would need a special solvent before they even thought about removing the hood, not that they were considering removing it any time soon. Melissa was sealed up for the duration of her extended stay!

  The two nurses ran their hands over the hood, admiring how tight and secure it was, they touched and played with it and it would be a long time before Melissa saw the light of day. 
  They pushed Melissa onto her back, rolling her over so that she was on her front-they had plans for her. She felt them tug at the straps. It was a great relief to Melissa when they undid the crotch strap to have the pressure released for even a moment. She wondered obviously they were going to torment her or just replace it with a tighter one or rub itching powder in her privates or something else horrible. 
  Melissa felt a twitch from the plug in her ass. Jackie was doing something with it, now it was deflating that was a relief but Melissa dreaded what they would be replacing it with. With a few grunts of effort Jackie pulled the plug from Melissa's rear but before Melissa had recovered Pauline was applying a lot of lubricant to Melissa's backside her long rubber gloves working their way inside her patient.
  Jackie grinned;
    “How about a nice inflatable vibrating butt-plug, it can torment you all day long You don't get any rest.” The plug was huge and ribbed along its lengthen Melissa gasped into her gag as each rib was pushed inside her. 
  The plug seemed massive and she had no way to resist after about five minutes of pushing and squirming the base of the monster was pushed up tight against her buttocks they inflated it, locking the contraption in place eliciting moans of pain and pleasure from between Melissa's lips. 
  The two nurses worked at a leisurely pace. The dildo embedded inside Melissa was pulled out and a larger one was greased up and pushed gently home not that it needed much lubrication. At the end Melissa was feeling rather full with her new additions. They added a new catheter and a pair of rubber knickers. 
  Pauline stroked her crotch;
    “I must admit that they are a little on the small side but they look so good tightly applied to your body.” The two nurses looked at each other and Jackie grinned;
    “Now to make them look even better help me tighten the crotch strap back up again!” Soon the crotch strap was just as secure as before, ensuring that Melissa would remain tightly packaged. Various tubes and power cables lead away from her additions, Melissa wondered if she would ever walk again with this lot inside her.
  With a certain amount of pomp and ceremony the two nurses got the corset jacket ready to encase their victim. 
  The construction was very heavy and ridged and there were gasps of exertion as the two nurses forced the garment open wide enough to slip over the top of Melissa's body. The corset jacket was so much tighter than the standard transport jacket that Melissa had been encased in-it was very rigid. 
  The two nurses had a real struggle forcing it over her shoulders and over her folded arms even though the garment was sculpted to restrain a patient in this position. 
  Pulling it down over her body, lining it up and positioning it was far more of a fight than any resistance Melissa could have put up. To Melissa It already felt as tight if not tighter than the transport jacket but it felt stiff and rigid like a cast as well. As soon as she thought that she had hit rock bottom they pushed her even further down. 

  The corset was covered with sets of laces at the rear, at the front and with smaller sections on the left & right of the waist. The restraint could be made extremely tight. The main laces front and rear with the side sections having a smaller but noticeable effect. There were two strategic cut outs where her breasts fitted through. They had removed the linking chain before adding the corset when they were finished they would add it back on. The two nurses worked in unison pushing Melissa to the floor and rolling her on her back. They worked in tandem pulling the laces on the front of the jacket tight then tied them off. They rolled her onto her back and pulled the laces tighter. Still Melissa was soon panting, desperately sucking what air she could through the two nasal holes in the hood. 
  The nurses checked the freshly applied, freakishly tight jacket. There were still some gaps left. 
  Melissa was rolled over and they tightened the contraption on the front, a little more on the back. It tightened more and more. Her waist was squeezed then she was on her side and the nurses worked on the two side sections crushing it further. 
  They moved her backwards and forwards from the two sides. She felt her chest crushed. Her waist was in agony and the tightness of the restraint belt that she had been wearing for some time seemed nothing in comparison!
  She had practically lost all feeling in her arms and the plugs embedded inside her felt that much bigger as her body was squeezed around them. As the nurses removed the last hints of gaps Melissa was gasping for air, her body was crushed in agony especially her waist. It would be an age before she was used to this thing. 
  The crushing effect of the jacket removed her arms and forced her chest to bulge out she was trapped between the two nurses. 

  The monstrous restraint was going to be closed and locked. Melissa never stood a chance of escaping that fate as every gap in the garment was closed. They finished pulling the laces, at the same time making them taut then they tied them off, applied zips over the laces leaving the garment neat without any hint of the laces. They also made sure that all the cables and tubes were OK almost like a tail spilling out behind Melissa.
  Pauline mocked her patient;
    “It’s been such a long day! What an adventure for you Melissa, but soon we will have you wrapped back up all nice and snugly for the remainder of your stay.” 
  Jackie pulled a heavy set of ankle cuffs from the pile of bondage materials and locked Melissa's legs tightly together. They were about the same as the pair that had been previously locked around her ankles except they had a complex lock that Melissa would not be able to pick or tamper with in any way. Just to be absolutely sure they added toe cuffs snugly around her big toes keeping them locked tightly together.
  Jackie pulled a standard hobble skirt out from the pile of restraints still on the trolley, she lovingly ran her hand over it. She grinned at Pauline who grabbed Melissa's ankles. The two women swiftly applied the hobble skirt, it was easy with two of them working together to encase Melissa's legs she was tired exhausted and far too terrified to fight back. 
  Soon her legs were covered in a drum tight column of leather that reduced any movement to a shuffle if she was still standing. She looked like she had spouted a number of long thin tails, all the tubes and cables were sticking out between the bottom of the corset and the top of the hobble skirt, there seemed to be a small section on the corset designed to accommodate them. 

  The hogtie sack was next. They laid it out, opened it up and rolled Melissa onto it forcing her legs back. With the two nurses working together it seemed to take less than half the time to package her away. With the tightness of the corset and the reverse prayer they seemed to be able to get it much tighter. 
  Melissa was in no position to resist She was sure that giving them the opportunity to consider adding to her torment was a bad idea. She was soon whimpering in her hot, tight little prison as they applied some very thick straps over the top of the hogtie sack-they were completely redundant and pointless but they enjoyed it, Melissa could feel the bitter pain of hope denied, the humiliation of being tricked again and again. 

The nurses left Melissa on the floor suffering in the tight little leather sack for a few minutes. When they returned they rolled her over to one side of the cell they had a large step ladder between them. They set it up and attached a device (some sort of electric pulley) up to a hook in the ceiling, plugging the powerful compact motor into a supply socket hidden up between the padded tiles. 
  They checked it to make sure it worked then they took the step ladder down and were gone for another minute. They returned and swiftly fitted the shiny steel flying hogtie frame together it was connected to the winch.
  Melissa, inside the sack was rolled underneath it. The hogtie frame connected around the hogtie stack and the straps so that there was no chance it could fall away. Melissa could tell that she would soon be suspended from the ceiling as they played with the winch pulling in the slack, she found the straps and the other bonds talking the weight. 

  When she was off the ground they then went through a process of tightening up straps and clamps around her head, neck, chest, waist, ankles, toes and knee's-she would not be twitching in this position. 
  They brought over some sort of large cylindrical brush and  connected to some sort of slowly geared machinery that attached to the hogtie sack. They made sure that the soles of her feet were in tight contact with the bristles. 
  The machine was locked to the frame and they gave it a test run. It would constantly be rotating, brushing and tickling her feet. 
  Melissa started to giggle and sob into her massive gag as the device was switched on and left running. They went out of the room for a few minutes and returned bringing in a set of pipes attaching them to water inlets and outlets around the room at high level. They had to pause to go and get the step ladder again. They attached the pump to the frame then attach the auto enema machine to the plug and catheter. 
  If she was not so tightly bound Melissa would have squirmed about as the water invaded her body, continually flushing her out. Suddenly there was a completely different sensation, humming away with the dildo and plug vibrating low and strong arousing her but nothing more than a further insidious torment. 
  A hot soapy enema invaded her bowels, a disconcerting unsettling creeping feeling! So many sensations-her mind was having trouble processing them all!
  The nurses made sure all the equipment was running then hoisted her up into the air leaving her about four foot up. They left her alone but Pauline turned;
    “Enjoy your prolonged stay … we sure will.” 
  The door slammed shut leaving Melissa with the merciless machines as she screamed, sobbed and begged into her muffling gag.