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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 19:13:56 GMT -6
"Now slide your arms through the loop." Chris orders admittedly looking how cute Snowdrop is in the jacket so far.
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 19:22:03 GMT -6
Snowdrop nodded, her smile widening a bit. She slid her arms through the loop as commanded. She stood in attention as the orderlies prepped her. It was an odd sensation, one that felt so right, though. Why had she been fighting them so hard? Things seemed easier, happier when they were in command.
And yet, her knees bent softly, her heels gently lifting off the ground. Something in her mind told her she should run. She couldn't move her upper body that well, but she told herself she could figure that out later once she was away from them. But her mind was too hazy – too blissful – to try, even as her body gave the subtle notions of wanting to.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 19:40:41 GMT -6
With the thick elbow pads and the padded mittens in the thick sleeves, she won't be moving her arms at all or little soon. Jim begins threading the strap through the buckle, and gives each arm a hard tug, pulling them together - they can easily hear Snowdrop gasp cutely. The orderly behind the wild girl takes a belt on the sleeve just below her left elbow, and make it go through the buckle on the other side; he tightens it far as it go through, so her arms can be pulled together more deeply, making her gasp and grunt again.
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 19:48:56 GMT -6
Snowdrop gasped and grunted in her high pitch voice as the two orderlies continued to buckle and strap her down. She felt her arms pressing around her as close as they could be, preventing her doing any flailing with them whatsoever. Any small urgings her mind and body gave to run weakened with each sound heard as they strapped her more and more into the jacket.
She pressed her knees together, rubbing them as her soles dug into the earth. She smiled as her tongue hang out, panting softly as sweat began to form at her brow. As they continued, she moaned and barked, arching her back up a bit as they tightened another strap.
Snowdrop gently wobbled her head about in her daze, her braided white hair flinging about softly. She wondered just how much more Chris and Jim needed to do; she already felt at her limit and they kept going. It made her howl softly as she let them do whatever they wanted.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 19:56:59 GMT -6
Jim opens Snowdrop's upper legs for the last two parts of the straitjacket; he reaches the first crotch strap, covering her waist entirely - including her rear and between the legs - as he feed the strap and buckle through the loops like a regular belt, and tightens it. This large piece is thick as an adult diaper but a little more bulky.
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 20:04:15 GMT -6
Snowdrop shivered, a low moan escaping her lips as she feels her legs parted. She gasps as she feels her body arch up as the strap tightens. The jacket was so constricting – even more so than many snakes that had had her in their coils in the past. It was also heavier, weighing her down and making her feel there was no point in fighting.
Her knees bend and she digs her feet deep into the earth, leaving thick prints from her tiny feet. Her heart hammers against her chest, her mind still hazy as she tries to focus on Chris and Jim. She gives a goofy smile, her eyes clouded over from the drug in her system. She moaned, “Ohhhh, take me...”
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 20:13:49 GMT -6
"Here comes the fun part, kid." Chris jokes admiring Snowdrop's cuteness.
Jim reaches the second and final crotch strap, which is wider than the ones on the back of the jacket, as he passes through her legs again with a hard yank - they hear the wild girl gasp loudly with a cute moan again.
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 20:25:09 GMT -6
Snowdrop panted hard, her chest heaving as best it could against the restraint of the jacket. She felt her knees weakening again, making her arch down. She curled and uncurled her toes as she tried to find some sort of release. And as Chris spoke up about the fun part, she tilted her head in confusion. “What are you-”
A sudden yank happened in between her legs and Snowdrop gasped loudly as a high pitched moan howled into the sky. Her body had been arched up from the yank and she was standing on her petite toes despite how heavy the jacket was. “Oooowwwwooooo!” she howled from bliss.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 20:32:51 GMT -6
Jim yanks the strap again to dig deeper on Snowdrop's enclosed crotch; he places his left knee directly on the girl's back. Chris holds her firmly to keep her still for the last tug as the orderly behind her gives one more hard yank, and connects the strap to the buckle. The jungle girl's imprisonment is complete from her hips and between the legs to her neck.
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 20:43:05 GMT -6
Snowdrop moaned as she felt Jim yank on her again, making her start to bend over. She could feel his knee pressing into her back. She saw Chris come around to hold her firmly as Jim gave her one last hard yank, making her bark out, hearing the click of the strap to the buckle.
Snowdrop – the wild, untameable jungle girl – had been imprisoned from the waist up. But in her state, she soon collapsed to her knees, breathing deeply, smiling blissfully. Between the drug, the jacket, and her own exhaustion from the strain of putting it on, she wasn't going anywhere except where Jim and Chris wanted her to.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 20:49:01 GMT -6
Jim went towards to the bag as he digs in; he pulls out a thick fiberglass muzzle with four small bars on the mouth, and three side release straps and buckles. The giant orderly went towards Snowdrop again, covering the lower half of the beauty's face and straps around her head tightly.
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 20:56:44 GMT -6
Snowdrop panted, her tongue hanging out as she smiled. She saw Jim come back over and she moaned as she felt him push her tongue back into her mouth and then got to work placing the strange mask he had around her face. Soon, her mouth was covered – preventing her from biting or kissing or anything else. She howled softly as she felt the straps tighten around her head, holding it in place.
Snowdrop breathed softly, moaning as her wobbling head started to straighten up. She groaned, shaking it softly. She grimaced, the haze around her mind starting to lift. “Ungh, what just...?”
Snowdrop blinked her eyes a few times and looked around, then looked down at herself, her eyes realizing her situation. The drug had worn off.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 21:06:20 GMT -6
Chris quickly carries the trapped wild girl, helding her tightly with his thick, muscular arms. "You can carry the bag - I'll carry this kid to the van."
Both of the orderlies went back to find their white van in the jungle for more than an hour.
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Post by rixec on May 14, 2018 21:14:41 GMT -6
Snowdrop squirmed weakly – too tired and restrained to put up her best effort. Chris held her with ease over his shoulder with his thick, muscular arms. She grunted and barked as she was carried along, writing in futile. She tried to find some way out of the jacket, but it would not budge. Her arms were trapped and not even a finger could escape. It bore no wear or tear for her to take advantage of.
Snowdrop didn't go quietly, though. Restrained and tired out as she was, she squirmed and kicked and barked as she was carried along, hoping at least she was making the orderlies fear her. She never saw any sign of them looking afraid or annoyed, however. They only grinned and laughed.
Over and hour later, feeling tired out from resisting so much, Snowdrop saw the large, white vehicle and yelped as she was tossed into the back.
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Post by thesnaker1990 on May 14, 2018 23:19:00 GMT -6
As the orderlies walked around before the van was found, both of them ignored Snowdrop's animalistic nosies - but they did find it cute, especially with her in a straitjacket now. As they've founded the white van with a crazy face logo that says "The Asylum for Crazy Jungle Kids," Jim unlocks the back of it and went around to the front as he waits for Chris. "I'll be in the front, and it'll be night time when we get there."
Inside the back of the van is fully padded with no windows.
"You should take a nap, kid." Chris suggests to the wild girl. "It's gonna be quite of a long ride."
He rocks her back and forth, until he tossed her in, slamming the door shut, The giant orderly went in the front seat of the van along with Jim, and starts the vehicle up to drive.
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