Protective custody

Olivia was a pretty woman a glamorous woman. She had been a dancer/ backing singer in a seedy night club, she was tall and leggy with long blond hair. She did a awful lot of aerobics she was in a good shape. At the moment she wasn’t dancing She was in the low security ward of the sunny views asylum taking a voluntary treatment for eating disorders. Olivia found the low security ward dress to be unflattering. A pair of unflattering canvas slippers a one piece smock which tied at the back.  horribly unflattering knickers and an uncomfortable bra far to small. Olivia had wandered the ward for a few days the patients had there calories and meals carefully controlled. They were weighed on a regular basis. 

Oliver had seen the way the nurses dealt with trouble makers. Women who refused there meals made a fuss or tried to avoid the weigh in. Trouble makers got a tight leather waist belt with locking cuffs. Then if they continued to resist the program they go ankle and knee cuffs. Then if they continued to be disruptive a feeding gag a blind fold and a nice tight hogtie for the rest of there course of treatment.

As Olivia moved round the ward, she looked out at the large garden or at the TV permanently locked on the weather channel. Two of the nurses paid close attention to her, the two nurses were not nurses and both had very different reasons. Olivia was not in the asylum by choice, She had gone back for her bag one night at the club after the place had shut down. She had seen her one time boyfriend put two bullets into a business rival for his boss. She had gone strait to the police the police now needed to keep her hidden. Olivia was leverage that guaranteed a conviction against her ex boyfriend, eventually her ex would either crack and give up his boss or be sent down. Either way she was the star witness they just needed to keep her alive, and where was better than the asylum it was confidential and it had a lot of security, as a cover she was just another prima donna that needed to learn to eat right. 

Still Olivia was nervous, her ex boy friends boss was meant to have a lot of connections even law enforcement medical maybe. Olivia wasn’t kept in restraints she had behaved like a good girl. She had been good for the most part the night before she went into protective custody maybe she had gotten drunk once before the plan was put in motion. But Olivia was sure she hadn’t said anything important. Olivia thought about it, she may have let the criminals know about her stay hear but the asylum was a fortress there were layers of doors locks and gates every one was searched background checked she was shore she was safe. But then Olivia was nervous about one of the nurses, she didn’t seem to have much to do and her uniform didn’t look quite right Olivia thought for a second. Maybe just maybe an assassin had gotten into the asylum. If Olivia reported it to one of the other nurses she was sure she would be branded a problem patient and before she could say “there out to get me” she would be hog tied in a padded cell. Olivia thought to herself she should have kept her big mouth shut.

There was one nurse Olivia trusted. The nurse was pleasant she smiled she was polite well dressed always busy. Olivia would find her and explain her situation, but first she would ditch the fake nurse. Olivia moved towards the nurses station the strange nurse followed her. Olivia moved through the lounge where the majority of the patients were. She moved through the empty cafeteria into the gym the strange nurse followed her she was definitely being targeted. Olivia disappeared into the gym and hid behind a running machine. The fake nurse walled into the room looked around she called Olivia’s name asking her to come out not to be afraid. Olivia’s hart beat in her chest, she was terrified she waited until the fake nurse was looking in a storage locker Olivia snuck out behind her. 

Olivia ran to the reserve nurses station and shut the door behind her. She was relieved to see the professional looking nurse with a clip board filling in some paperwork. Oliver calmed down and spoke to the nurse “you have to help me I am not a patient I am a witness under police protection. Me being hear is a cover story the supervisor must know you have to check with her someone’s gotten in here I am being followed you have to help. The nurse got up “don’t worry I  believe you I have special instructions from my boss on how to help you”. The professional nurse turned her clip board over, a small .22 pistol was taped to the bottom. The professional looking nurse was a hit woman, not the other nurse. Olivia’s stupidity was about to catch up with her. The assassin smiled “I will help you shut your stupid mouth permanently”. Just at that moment the nurse that was following Olivia burst through the door she had a 10 mm pistol in her hands.  

The nurse that had been trailing Olivia was an undercover officer Janet Sweet, she had been tasked to follow Olivia and keep the stupid woman safe. The assassin shot twice at officer Sweet. Janet was already diving for the floor the first shot missed the second caught her a grazing her shoulder. Janet dived for the door dropping her gun in the process. She was lucky the assassin had only smuggled a low calibre gun into the asylum or she would have lost her arm. Olivia dived behind a desk. The assassins attention was with the police officer she needed to get rid of all witnesses. The assassin followed the officer into the corridor to finish her off, then she would return to Olivia. 

Officer Sweet was dragging herself along the corridor when the assassin stepped out. The assassin made a critical mistake, she looked at the officer not checking the corridor in the other direction. The assassin levelled the gun but before she could fire she was tackled from behind. The assassin was on the floor in seconds, another nurse was on top of her. Before the assassin could fight back someone used to dealing with dangerous women dealt with her. Her wrists were twisted until they locked against the joint then her arms were pulled high up into the small of her back. The woman on her back scissored her legs round the assassins folding her ankles against her buttocks the woman had her in a tight back breaking wrestling hold. The nurse on the assassins back pulled tighter the assassin screamed in agony as she was practically folded in half. 

Olivia slowly walked out of the nurses station. She helped the officer stand up she started apologising “oh my god I am sorry I thought you were her, that is you were sent to kill me I didn’t know they sent someone in under cover to protect me , o god please forgive me”. The blond nurse holding the female assassin folded into an agonising contortion shouted out. “Kimmy get your ass in hear”. Another nurse with a name badge proclaiming her as nurse Kimmy appeared from down the corridor. “yes senior nurse Michelle”?. The assassins face turned cold she began to beg “Michelle!!!! get her off me, send me to prison please don’t let her have me”. Michelle smiled and pulled tighter on the assassins arms. The assassin screamed as if her arms were being pulled off. Michelle looked at Kimmy “be a dear and get the restraint that my old friend doctor Maximums devised, don’t bother with the training kit get the full deep discipline set, this woman hear has just volunteered to try it out for an indefinite period”. Several more nurses arrived, the assassin was dragged away. a look of fear plastered across her face. She was begging for mercy but there was no chance that was going to happen any time soon.

The officer Janet turned to Olivia “go back to your room we need to have a long talk with you, but its going to be in a few hours.” Olivia slowly walked back to her room, she passed the fake nurse the assassin. The woman had been striped naked, she was tightly hog tied with hinged handcuffs there was a cluster of nurse’s around her, every one of them had some type of restraint or devise ready to apply to the new “volunteer”, the words cruel and unusual floated in the back of Olivia’s mind. She was curious but she moved on. Olivia returned to her bare room and weighted in there watching the clock for three and a half hours.

The nurse Kimmy arrived at Olivia’s room “please follow me your going to see officer Goldman”. The nurse lead Olivia out of her room through a security checkpoint out of the minimum security wing of the asylum into a part Olivia had never seen before. She was lead to a room and let in. There were three chairs and a table in the room. A police officer in full uniform sat behind one chair Olivia recognised him as officer Goldman, the one that had arranged the whole cover. Next to her was officer Janet she was also in full uniform she had one arm in a sling. Olivia was relieved that the officer appeared to be ok. Officer Goldman gestured for Olivia to sit down. Officer Goldman started “the local police force and the sunny views asylum help each other, we have a good working relationship, you just threw a spanner in that.” Olivia remained quiet she looked nervous. Officer Goldman continued “now Olivia you need to disappear for a while until the trial, one of my officers took a bullet for you, next time you open your stupid mouth it could be worse. Its time you went right under cover”. Oliver didn’t like the sound of any of this. 

Olivia started to say something “what but, I am sorry please don’t”. Officer Goldman cut her of with a gesture of his hand. The senior nurse Michelle and the junior nurse Kimmy walked through the door they were both holding piles of restraints. Olivia understood officer Goldman’s comment about her disappearing under cover. They were going to bundle her up in institutional restraints and leave her in a padded cell at the tender mercy of nurse Michelle until the date of the trial. The two nurses dropped the pile of restraints on the table. Oliver went to rise nurse Michelle pushed her back into her chair.

Michelle spoke to Olivia whispering in her ear “You are going into this nice tight little straight jacket, it’s a bit small but its very secure. first it doesn’t have buckles or straps or a zip or laces simply a padlock. A padlock is put between the two halves and locked where a strap would normally go. its one size fits all, that is anyone forced into it fits nice and snug, its nice and stiff and reinforced. The waist is a little sever but you can manage it wither you want to or not.” Olivia began to cry at this. Nurse Michelle pulled the smock away from Olivia’s body. Quickly Michelle undid and removed Olivia’s bra. Michele forced Olivia to her feet while the nurse Kimmy pulled Olivia’s panties down. Olivia stood there naked apart from the pair of canvas slippers.

The two nurses quickly forced the canvas jacket over Olivia’s arms. Olivia was too frightened to put up much resistance. The sleeves of the jacket were rubber lined Olivia thought that was odd the sleeves seemed a little lose compared to the rest of the jacket. One nurse pulled the left edge of the jacket in one direction the other pulled the right edge until the two halves met behind Olivia’s back. With some struggle the nurses got the first padlock through both halves of the jacket and locked it shut. Olivia swallowed nervously she felt the tightness of the jacket and it wasn’t even done up yet. It took the nurses a few more seconds to get the second padlock in but it was getting easier. The relentless tightness of the garment caused Olivia to strain to breath. With each padlock the jacket got tighter until it encased her body from just under her chin to just above the swell of her ass. The jacket was frightening the multiple locks gave it an uncomfortable feel of permanency.

Nurse Michelle spread Olivia’s arms wide the nurse continued her commentary “The arms on this jacket are also for your comfort note this pump connects hear and hear we pump up rubber sheaths inside the sleeves, you will find them unbelievably tight.”. Michelle connected a pump to a little grommet at the end of each sleeve and began to pump. Another innovation was the inflating sacks inside the sleeves, they gripped Olivia’s arms tightly she could barely feel her finger tips when the nurse was finished. The arms of the jacket were now so very tight Olivia doubted she could free herself from the jacket even if all the padlocks were released. Michelle continued smiling at Olivia for a moment “Your arms go through this front loop then thought the side loop then this nice secure padlock locks the two ends behind you”. After they removed the pumps Michelle and Kimmy pushed Olivia’s arms through the front loop crossed them fed her arms threw the side loops then began to pull the two ends together behind Olivia’s back. Oliver grunted in pain her arms were stretching but they didn’t seem to be able to get as far as the nurses wanted, or needed to secure the large padlock. Finally officer Janet and Davis helped the nurse to finally get enough stretch out of Olivia’s arms. With a final grunt of pain from Olivia they secure the padlock. Michelle leaned in close to Olivia’s face “Yes you had to stretch quite a way but your arms will get used to it, there now you cant get out of it. The crotch strap is later.” Olivia knew she was hopelessly trapped her arms were so very tightly held she had not the slightest movement.

Michelle removed a thick piece of rubber from the pile of restraints, “This is an extra thick locking rubber control dipper with plug.” Olivia looked at the size of the plug and tried to back away “its too big it wont fit it cant possibly fit”. Michelle grabbed one of Olivia’s legs and worked the rubber over one foot “A little lubricant on that back passage of yours then the plug goes in”. The nurse lifted Olivia’s other foot and pulled up the rubber underwear. Nurse Kimmy had rubber gloves and a  jar of Vaseline  she spread some over Olivia’s ass. Michelle pushed the rubber plug into place, the moment it touched Olivia’s rose bud she began to struggle. “Relax its not that big yet” Michelle tried to calm her down. The plug slowly slid home, “please no.. no more” Olivia begged. Michelle stroked her cheek “Relax there it goes. Now we pull up the waist band it has a locking strap.” Michelle adjusted the strap on the waist of the diaper pulling it tight. She pushed a small silver buckle shut there was a little click a small key hole was just visible. Olivia moved her legs and felt the plug inside her move, its presence wasn’t comfortable but it was bearable.

Michelle smiled at Olivia and produced a flat serrated key. Olivia didn’t understand she had a questioning look on her face as nurse Kimmy and Michelle bent her over the table and held her face down against the laminate wood. Michelle leaned in closer “But the plug also locks”. Olivia’s eyes began to mist up. Michelle placed the key against the plug there was a small hole. Michelle delighted in telling the patients what she was going to do to let the fear build “The key goes in hear and the plug gets bigger”. To illustrate her point Michelle gave the key a couple of turns, Olivia’s eyes sprang wide she whimpered “please no I cant take it its getting bigger”. Michelle patted her on her rubber covered ass, “Just a few more turns” Michelle turned the key another dozen turns. Olivia was getting more and more uncomfortable. Olivia began to sob “no more no more please any thing you want no more”. Michelle kept going “Just a few more turns wait for the click” the only response was more whimpering. Finally when Olivia thought that she could take no more she heard a dull click. “There you heard the click its firmly locked in position now.” Michelle retrieved the key and pushed it into her cleavage. Michelle’s hand felt Olivia’s ass and roamed over her tightly straitjacketed body. Michelle grabbed the crotch strap. Michelle looked down “You can keep your canvas slippers.” With great gusto Michelle tightened the last strap “Now for the crotch strap it has to be nice and tight to pull that plug all the way in then it locks firm and secure.” With a grunt of protest from Olivia and a click from the padlock Michelle finished sealing the straight jacket. 

Kimmy continued to hold Olivia bent over the table while Michelle fitted other restraints. Michelle picked up a pair of ankle cuffs with a four inch strap. She explained how secure they were to Olivia to reinforce her helplessness “These ankle cuffs have a short connecting strap then we double lock them two padlocks each the straps are made of heavy duty leather reinforced with tungsten carbon steel wire. They could hobble an elephant they will do just as well on you.” Olivia could feel the weight of the ankle cuffs and there tightness. “this isn’t necessary please, can I have some freedom”. Michelle was quick to dismiss her complaints “they have to be that tight now for the knee strap.” Michelle retrieved a thick heavy locking belt about two inches thick the belt was rubber lined. Michelle wrapped it around Olivia’s knees it would chafe a lot as she moved. “Tight around your knees to hobble your stride then we lock it in place.” Olivia whimpered “please not on top of the cuffs I can barely move my legs” .Olivia would have almost no movement in her legs. Her ass would wiggle ridiculously as she moved restrained as she was.

The nurses let Olivia stand up. Michelle got the next item “finally after several weeks I get to gag that big fat mouth of yours with a nice fat rubber plug”. Michele picked up a black rubber hood, the rubber had a mirror shine to it. It looked really ominous sending a shiver down Olivia’s spine. Nurse Kimmy held Olivia by the front loop of the straight jacket so she couldn’t move back. “Your lucky a nice locking hood“ Kimmy was perky witch at that point was creepy. Michelle opened up the hood and showed Olivia the inside “Its tight thick rubber with a nice fat plug”. Olivia’s eyes widened when she saw the size of the gag plug “it wont fit it cant fit.. please I will be quiet”. Michelle held Olivia’s head with one hand while pushing the gag into her mouth with the other. Olivia tried to protest but not one identifiable word escaped her lips. “don’t complain no one can see your face to identify you now open wider, wider.” Michelle finally had the gag plug in place. she set about covering her patients head with the hood and making it as tight as possible. Michelle continued to describe the hood to Olivia as she applied it “The hood has a nice heavy zip over the laces and a straps all of which locks, Nice and tight”. Olivia disappeared under layers of laces zips and straps the rubber moulded to every contour of her face shutting out sight sound any felling of anything apart from the taste and smell of rubber.

Michelle kept talking it was now unlikely that Olivia could even hear her with the thick rubber hood. “Now we just reinforce that hood with a nice posture collar and your ready for your stay”. Nurse Kimmy handed the high leather posture collar to Michelle. The collar must have been almost four inches high. When it was applied it would be tight and allow Olivia no movement whatsoever, a large ring hung down from the front of the collar. Michelle loosely fitted the posture collar then adjusted it so it wouldn’t snag then tightened the collar until Olivia had no movement in her neck whatsoever.

Michelle attached a leash to the front ring on the collar. Olivia tried to resist at first but with one or two tugs Michelle had her following behind her with little mincing steps. Nurse Michelle lead Olivia into a maze of corridors soon Olivia had no idea where she was . Michelle opened a heavy door Olivia found padding under her feet she was now in a padded cell her new room for a long time to come.  Michelle pushed Olivia against a padded cot. Michelle took one side of the cot down and forced Olivia to lie down on the mattress. Michelle quickly applied straps to Olivia’s ankles above and below her knees round her hips and waist above and below her breasts. Michelle raised the side of the cot and locked it in place. Michelle then moved close to Olivia’s head speaking loudly so she could hear “the trial will be in between16 to 28 months time. If you decide not to testify or you fail to get a conviction you get a permanent stay hear.” Olivia was left to digest this information she had a very good chance of spending a very long time in her tight little straight jacket and her padded cell.