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Hi,

I have been downloading stuff from Usenet for some time and haven't
really been putting an awful lot back so I decided it was time to
repost the stuff I have.

There are a number of reasons for this. Firstly it is for those who
have only started using Usenet since the stories I have were
originally posted, secondly for those who may simply have missed them
first time round and lastly my contribution to fighting the ever
increasing spam which now saturates all of the sex newsgroups.

The vast majority of the stories I post will be plain bondage
orientated with a few subfem & femdom ones thrown in. Anything a
little stronger in terms of s&m isn't really my scene so there won't
be much like that. Also please note I am NOT the author of any of the
stories so the copyright notices of ALL of the original authors still
apply. (Also there is nothing that I can see from the original post
which says I can't repost this story. If you are the author and you do
NOT want it reposted then I suggest you let me, & everyone else,
know).

I hope you enjoy whatever I do post.

One last thing. Someone asked me recently if I was going to put some
of my stories on my web page for people to download. I am undecided
about this so would appreciate feedback on wether this is a good idea.

Bye for now. 

Anakha
http://home.clara.net/anakha/index.html
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Lori's London Vacation

As the airliner crossed from flying over water to the English
countryside, Lori watched with growing excitment. She had been
anticipating this vacation for a long time; she was finally going to
visit the country she had dreamed of for over three years. The lush
green country beneath her looked like a fairyland in the early spring
sunshine. It was one of those unusual sunny days and Lori knew that
there would be more rainy ones than sunny. She had come prepared
though. She had packed all of her rainy day clothes, including her few
rubber items. She loved wearing the rubber skirt she had bought just
before coming on the trip and also her long rubber raincoat, but her
most treasured item was a rubber corset bought through a mail order
house. It
had been made in England, and fit her perfectly, squeezing her normal
24" waist down to a waspy 19" and she loved the figure it gave her.

Lori was a latex and bondage enthusiast, and had been for as long as
she could remeber. One of the main purposes of her trip was to add to
these few items. She had heard from a few of her friends about the
numerous rubber and latex boutiques in the London area, and she was
prepared to spend money and  time in them. (of course she had no idea
how much time...)

After the plane had landed and Lori had gone through customs, she
gathered her baggage and moved off to find a taxi. She had researched
her trip thoroughly and had made hotel reservations near where several
clothing stores were located. Even though she was tired from the long
trip, she was excitedly hoping to visit one of the shops she had heard
of right away.

After arriving at the hotel, Lori unpacked and took a shower. She
decided that she would wear her corset under her lacy lingerie and
spring dress. It always gave her a thrill as the laces pulled tightly
closed and the pressure increased, pulling her waist into the familiar
hourglass shape. Unlike a normal corset made of satin or leather, the
rubber continuously exerted force on her body, pushing it inwards, and
this was intensely exciting to Lori. She finished dressing, putting on
her black heels, brushing her hair and checking on her makeup. Then
off she went to see what delights the boutique held...unknowing that
this would only be the beginning of her most unusual vacation ever.

London's streets were still busy at the early evening hour, and Lori
watched the activity with interest. Under her dress and lingerie, she
felt the tight compression of the corset, and she smiled as she drew
admiring glances at her small waist. The boutique was only three
blocks from the hotel. The storefront was small, but distinctively set
off by fresh paint and an attractive window showing some of the items
sold there. Lori looked in the window, glancing at the latex on
display. She studied a mannequin in the window dressed primarily in
black latex. The outfit on the mannequin consisted of stockings, an
attractive mini-dress, long gloves and a neck corset. It was obvious
from the curvy waist that there was also a very tight corset involved.
Lori wondered to herself what other things were hidden underneath.
The mannequin's feet were shod in amazing ballet toed high heels which
must have been at least 8" high. "My, this would certainly make me the
center of attention at the party", said Lori to herself.  She went
into the store.

Once inside, Lori was totally amazed by the selection and quality of
everything. There was nothing like it back home. There was latex of
almost every color and clothes which were everything from simple to
daringly sexy. The store also had an impressive shoe department with
everything from high heeled pumps to thigh-high boots; the heel
heights were from 5 to 9 inches. 
Besides that, there was an unbelievable array of rubber bondage gear.

"I'd better be careful not to go broke in here", she thought. She was
examining a long latex single glove with laces and straps when a
saleswoman came up beside her and said "may I help you with anything?"
with a wonderful British accent. "Oooh yes, you can!" said Lori
excitedly. "I have never seen such wonderful latex and rubber before,
and I am hoping I don't bankrupt myself before I go home". "Well, well
my dear we will try to help you avoid that and also see that you get
what you desire" said the sales lady. "I am Karen and I own this
store. We do make some of the best quality latex clothing and bondage
items in the world, and we are proud of it. I noticed you admiring it
on the mannequin outside". "Yes" Lori said, "I have fantasized about
owning such lovely things, but all I own is a skirt, raincoat, and of
course my corset which I have on". Karen looked at Lori's waist and
smiled, "your waist is small, but you look like another two inches
less would suit you better; how long will you be here in England?".
"Only 
two weeks" sighed Lori. "Well then, let's first measure you up for a
new corset to suit your figure". Lori could hardly believe that she
had just arrived and already was going to be fitted for a new corset.
She was in heaven! "Oh yes, I would love that, and then I also would
like to purchase some of your latex lingerie as well" she said.

Karen took Lori to the back of the store where there were fitting
rooms and what looked like an area where the clothing was actually
made or mended, she couldn't tell exactly. She was asked to remove her
clothes and another person would come to measure her. She did as she
was asked, and presently a muscular looking woman came bustling into
the fitting room with a tape measure in hand. "Hello dear, I am
Sharon; we will just have you looking like a Victorian princess when
you are pulled into this new corset" she exclaimed. Sharon took many
measurements, including some which Lori wondered were really
necessary, but did not complain about.  After 20 minutes, Sharon 
pronounced she was done and that the new corset would be ready in one
week. Lori was pleased to hear this, and could hardly contain her
excitement. She then dressed again and went back out into the store.

"I would like to buy a pair of those latex panties in blue, some black
latex stockings, a matching garter belt, and I would like to see if I
can wear that dress the mannequin is modeling" said Lori to Karen.
"Surely. I think you are the same size as the mannequin, so the dress
should fit; you may try it on". In a few minutes it was obvious that
Lori was exactly the same size as the mannequin because the dress fit
beautifully, and her curves were enhanced by the shiny black material.
"Lori, you could model these clothes!" said Karen, "you are the
perfect size.". Karen looked at Lori and smiled; she said "Would you
take a two week job?". "Why, uh yes; YES!" said Lori. The deal was
sealed and Lori left the store with her purchases with an agreement to
return the next day at 9am "for work".

After Lori had left, Karen and Sharon smiled with anticipation. It was
not every day that they had someone that fit so well visit their
store, and it had been a long time since the last "model". They were
excitedly looking forward to this two week session with Lori and she
had no idea what she was in for.

The next day, promptly at 9am, Lori walked into the shop. She was clad
in her new latex outfit and looked very sexy. Actually, Lori had a
hard time containing her excitement in the rubber clothes; she had
almost had an orgasm while walking from her hotel. Now, she stood in
the store entrance, and tried to cool off. Then she noticed the
mannequin had been removed. She commented about this to Karen, but
this was nonchalantly waved off. "Come on up to my flat Lori and we
will discuss your modeling duties". Lori and Karen entered the flat,
and there Lori saw Sharon and also met two other women, whom Karen
introduced as designers; "this is Victoria and Diane, and you will be
showing some of their best designs", said Karen. Lori accepted what
appeared to be coffee and began sipping it.  It wasn't more than 2
minutes later that she lay prone on the floor...

When Lori awoke, she was in darkness and she could feel that something
had been stuck over her eyes. She tried to move to remove whatever it
was but she then discovered her hands and arms had been bound behind
her! Her legs were tied at her ankles and knees also.  There was also
an inflated ball filling her mouth so that she could hardly make a
noise, which however she tried to do anyway. At her attempts to make a
noise, she heard voices nearby: "Well, it looks like our new mannequin
is back with us now"...it sounded like Karen's voice.  The sound of
several people moving nearer came to Lori and she became more active,
trying to get out of her bondage, but to 
no avail. "Now Lori, you agreed to be our bondage model for two weeks,
and that's what will happen so there is no need to struggle. I just
neglected to mention that your brief modeling career will be spent
INSIDE our store window mannequin, and both you and the mannequin will
be dressed in our finest creations", said Karen. Lori felt something
being placed into her ears; it was sticky and filled her ears cutting
out all noise. Suddenly, she heard a small voice, which grew in
volume, and recognized as Sharon saying "We have placed small speakers
into your ears so that we will control everything you hear for the
next two weeks. They cannot be removed without 
the proper glue solvent". Lori then felt herself being hoisted to her
feet by the people around her, and the eye patches were removed. She
recognized Karen, Sharon, Victoria and Diane, and each had something
in her hands. Victoria moved forward and placed a heavy rubber corset
around Lori's waist. Lori noticed that the boning was almost
continuous and that it would reach from her armpits to her thighs.
Then, while Karen and Sharon held her, both Diane and Victoria began
tightening the corset. It had to be much smaller than she had ever
worn, and Lori tried to complain but only made muffled moaning sounds.
As the corset drew tighter and tighter, Lori had more trouble getting
her breath; finally, Diane tied off the laces in back, pulled a 1"
wide belt around and over them, then padlocked it shut. Karen moved in
front of Lori and placed a small padlock through the hole between each
stud and clasp, 9 in all. It would be impossible to remove the corset
now, even if she had the use of her hands, and she knew the keys would
be in 
someone else's possession. In her head Lori heard someone say "that
17" waist is very attractive Lori, you will be wearing that corset for
two weeks! All of your keys will be split up between the four of us,
so it will take all four of us to free you, if we want to!".  "Now
then, let's get her into her other things". As Lori struggled
helplessly, the relentless foursome continued to add to her
discomfort. A crotch belt with two large attached plugs was tightly
buckled over her corset, compressing her waist even more, then it was
also locked and the plugs were forced deep within her. Two wires ran
from the plugs, and these were arranged off to one side. Next a
stretchy latex bra with many studlike protrusions inside the cups was
added. A wire ran from the tip of each bra cup; these were also
arranged to one side. Lori felt her breasts and nipples being stuck,
as if there were dull pins poking all around them. It wasn't
uncomfortable (yet) but she had enough presence of mind to still
wonder what their purpose was. Two pair of black latex stockings were
tightly stretched up to and attached to her corset garters. A pair of
6" heeled thigh boots made of heavy rubber were laced tightly onto her
legs, so tight that she could not bend at the knees, and holding her
painfully erect.  Then a pair of full length gloves were put on her
hands and arms, while a rubber neck corset was being laced home
forcing her head up and making the gag even more effective.  The
gloves had straps which threaded onto the neck corset. The gag was
given several more quick pumps, filling her mouth even more, before a
black latex helmet was pulled over her head. The helmet had tiny
eyepieces of glass and small nose 
holes as the only openings. Tubes were inserted into the nose holes
while the laces were closed and an attached neck strap was buckled and
locked in the back. Lori was now unable to speak or hear; she had been
stringently confined like never before, and locked into her bondage;
her breathing was labored from the viciously tight corset and the tiny
nose tubes; she felt the huge plugs filling her vagina and rectum; she
felt the dull probes all around her breasts and nipples; she was
almost fainting from the severe bondage, but at the same time she had
never been so turned on either. She had begun to sweat under the latex
covering her and in a bizarre way this added to her excitement. "Oh
God what are they doing now?" she thought as she perceived through the
tiny eyepieces that two women were dragging the mannequin into the
room. She watched with amazement and some fear as the mannequin was
split into two pieces - a front and back half - by opening nearly
invisible latches all around it (there must be 50 of those latches she
thought).

Then, suddenly Lori felt her body being lifted up and carried. She
could not resist as she was stuffed into the back half of the
mannequin. It was a very tight fit since the mannequin was actually
made of steel and lined inside with neoprene rubber. As Lori's body
was pushed into the
mannequin, it became nearly impossible to move at all. The wires were
carefully pulled through a small hole before the front piece of the
mannequin was positioned over Lori's inert body. She wanted to scream
but could only make an almost inaudible humming noise; and then she
heard through her earpieces "Have a nice time modeling the wonderful
outfit dear, you will be in there until this time tomorrow, and then
only let out for an hour before you are changed into your next costume
and locked away again!". The front piece came down over her and she
could only barely see through the mannequin's eyes because they were
tinted glass. She felt the pressure unbelievably increase more as the
first of the 50 latches was shut and then locked. No one would ever be
able to tell this from any other mannequin now. The only noise was a
slight hiss from the nose tubes. There was no indication of the
terrific pressure being endured by poor Lori inside.

Finally Lori/mannequin was pulled upright and carried into the store
window. There, Karen and the others dressed it as if nothing unusual
had occurred. Lori/mannequin was beginning her first day at "work".
The final touch came a few minutes later when the wires leading from
the mannequin were attached to a hidden electric transformer. First,
it was a subtle tingling in her breasts. But it grew more insistent.
The plugs in her vagina and rectum began a mad vibration dance within
her! Her nipples and breasts felt as if countless ticklers were
running over them as she had the first of many orgasms, spasming
within the steel confines of the mannequin and under the crushing
pressure of the layers of latex. In her ears Lori heard Karen saying
"the transformer works automatically and randomly varies the power, so
you will never know what to expect next; I hope you enjoy it!". Then a
sudden burst of white noise filled Lori's ears and continued, carrying
her into a dreamlike state eventually...

... and Lori's vacation continued ...

		LORI'S VACATION -- Chapter 2

Lori had struggled through her first few days at the "mannequin
bondage model" job she had accepted during her visit to the boutique.
She managed to get through the new outfits imposed on her at each
change period, which was once a day at around 11pm. Each outfit was
unique and imposed its own special demands on her body and will, while
each also provided surprise 
pleasures. She remembered the first time she had felt the electric
vibrators and breast stimulators of her first outfit, and a thrill ran
through her body. God, she was beginning to look FORWARD to the next
day's ordeals now!

She had to admit that she was being cared for, although she only was
"free" for an hour, during which time she was fed, cleaned and allowed
to use the bathroom. In this context, "free" was subject to a new
definition - she still was locked into her terrifically tight rubber
corset with its 17" waist, and her arms were always bound in some way,
and her legs were restrained to prevent her escape, if she attempted
it. Except for her "mealtime" she was gagged also, so well that very
little noise was possible.  Her captors were in total control.

The first time she had been removed from the confines of the steel
mannequin, she had noticed that all of her baggage and personal items
had been brought from the hotel to the boutique. She had been told,
through the tiny headphones still glued into her ears, that she had
been checked out of the hotel and was staying with long-lost
relatives. The story was complete - no one would be suspicious in the
least - and she was held captive by the four women who continuously
subjected her to every conceivable bondage gadget and position.

The steel, neoprene-lined mannequin was a marvel. So cunningly had it
been designed that its arms, legs and other parts could be bent into
any position to accomodate imaginatively designed bondage equipment.
There were strategically placed holes through which wires or tubes
could be fed which had been attached or inserted into the hapless
victim inside.

Movement by the victim was impossible once she had been placed inside
and the 50 latches had been closed and locked. The steel had been
formed into a female form and painted in flesh tones; the face had
been painted as if it were made up, the feet could be positioned to
allow for high heels of varying height, the waist required the
inhabitant inside to be laced to at least 17" (or less), and the head
!!

-- the head itself was a work of art; there were eyes which were of
glass so that limited vision was possible for the person trapped
inside, there were small nose holes for breathing (limited by tubes or
other implements of course), and the mouth could be fitted with
various gags, tubes or other implements, some of which could be made
to provide more discomfort to the poor captive. All of this was just
enough to make the victim feel almost "visible" to those passing by on
the sidewalk outside the store. It seemed to Lori as if she could
nearly touch those passing by, or scream for help when the pressure
became too great. But this always proved futile. All that 
anyone saw as they walked by was a motionless, speechless mannequin
dressed in erotic bondage.

It had been 7 days now. Lori was starting her second week on the job.
She felt that she had overcome her fears and the crushing corset
didn't feel nearly as tight as it had when it first had been laced and
locked on her unwilling body. She had been removed from the mannequin;
it was 11pm and, since she still had her ear pieces in, it was quiet.
She was fed, through a straw this time since her gag had not been
removed. She was wearing a full head harness, locked onto her head and
mouth. It had a small hole through the ball-gag and she was served
through it. Her captors led her to the bathroom, arms cuffed behind
her and with a spreader bar holding her legs 
apart, cuffs on her ankles. After she had relieved herself, she was
led back to her mannequin "home away from home".

She was sponged with water (her daily bath), and heard Karen through
her earphones, "you have done so well Lori, we are all very proud of
you! As a matter of fact, we were observing you closely today as you
were removed and you do appear to be ready for the NEXT LEVEL of your
mannequin training! You see, we have really been waiting for a long
time for someone as flexible as you to test the mannequin's design to
the limit. You should be happy and proud of such an accomplishment!".
Lori again felt a sense of terror overcome her; what could they mean?
what were they going to do to her? She tried to struggle in their
grasp, but had become weak and unable to put much into it and the
corset made her lose her breath so easily. MMMffff!urggssl! 
she tried to speak to them and get them to let her out --- she was out
of breath and breathed noisily through the short nose tubes they had
attached to her harness-gag. Then with amazement she felt them begin
unlocking her corset! Then it was being unlaced and for the first time
in a week, she took a deep breath.  "I convinced them!!" she thought
triumphantly. This was to be a short lived victory she soon
discovered.

Victoria entered the room carrying a different corset. It also was
made of rubber, but appeared to be heavier and SMALLER and it had many
more parts to it than a normal corset. It had an attached crotch piece
with some holes which she *knew* would be in strategic places. The
corset was very long and came clear up to her armpits, but it had
cutouts for her breasts. It reached 
down below her pubic bone and covered her bottom in back. There were
tiny buckles all around the bottom and around the breast cutouts. In
the back, it reached to the nape of her neck, where a built-in neck
corset flared up and around her neck, enclosing it firmly in its latex
grasp. The chin piece forced her head higher than ever before,
allowing no movement downwards or sideways. As the corset was drawn
onto her body, Lori could feel its warmth already, and soon it was
being laced tight...tighter..still tighter..she was being crushed
again! It was intolerably tight...it had to come off, but she knew
that wouldn't happen. Her breaths came in short, rapid wheezes through
the nose tubes.  Then Karen gleefully told her that she "would soon be
the proud owner of a 15" waist!". The laces were closed; an attached
rubber flap at the back of the corset was tightly stretched over the
laces, hiding them, and was locked shut with four tiny padlocks. Her
breasts had been forced through the holes and were protruding
obscenely in front of her but she was unable to do anything to
minimize them. Lori felt the crotch piece being tightened into place;
it hugged every part of her bottom and was forced tightly up into her
rump, spreading her cheeks and lips apart, making them available to
anything or anyone. There were rubber straps and buckles holding this
piece in place and once tightened, they exerted constant force, so no
loosening was possible. The next sensation Lori felt was several
proddings around her bottom, and then she felt something go inside
her, no it was several "somethings"! She was being impaled up her
rectum, vagina and urethra!!! Actually, if she had been able to see
them, she had catheters inserted into her rectum (a double Bardex
catheter) and urethra (a Foley catheter) and an electrically driven
vibrator into her vagina. The Bardex was of a special design and could
allow for a "continuous" or "forced" enema at the desire of the person
controlling it. Two balloons, one inside and one outside, were
inflated, effectively sealing it into place, while Lori squirmed in
discomfort/pleasure. The Foley bulb was also inflated and attached to
a long discharge tube which would be led out of the mannequin. The
vibrator had been specially made to be the most deluxe female device
on the market; Lori would be the first to test it out. It was tightly
fixed into place, and even though it had not been turned on yet, Lori
nearly had a 
pleasure from her movements to escape the tight bondage she was being
subjected to; unfortunately for her, it was only the beginning.

Clear plastic conical pieces were being attached to the buckles around
her breasts. These were snugly fitted holding her breasts firmly, and
a clear plastic hose led from the nipple area of each cone; her
breasts began to warm inside the cones as Lori guessed (correctly)
that they had been made of a special material. A solid copper piece
was placed over each of the plastic cones and the plastic tube fed
through a matching hole in the copper. Lori was barely able to see
that the copper pieces had numerous electrical connections and she
figured she was in for the worst (or best!) of it. What she did not
know yet was that her entire corset was threaded throughout its length
with small copper wires and that when the electrical connections were
made at the copper cones, the entire corset would also be connected.
The clear plastic had been made to efficiently conduct electricity,
and as Lori would perspire more, the better a conductor they would
become. The clear plastic tubes also played a role: they would be
hooked up to an air pump and would serve to pull Lori's breasts into
firm contact with the plastic cups, allowing each breast to serve as
an electrical contact point. The corset would help to distribute the
current as it was fed to her breasts, and thus Lori's entire torso
would feel the electrical stimulus. However, her torso would only be
the positive contact point....

Heavy latex stockings were pulled up Lori's legs; these fit very
tightly and were anchored to neutrally grounded buckles on the corset.
A neutral ground was needed because these would serve as the negative
contact...each stocking was threaded with wires and in order for the
wires to make good contact --- thigh length boots were laced onto her
feet and legs. Each boot ended in a 
spectacular ballet heel, 9" in height, forcing Lori's feet into a
permanent "en pointe" position. Wires led from the top of each
stocking and would be connected later.

Lori felt the gag in her head harness being deflated momentarily, and
then a tube was being fed through the hole. She felt it begin to make
its way into her mouth, then down her throat. She nearly gagged, and
it slowed its descent. In her ears she heard Sharon "swallow slowly
now, this is a stomach tube for you. The front end is coated with an
anisthetic to stop your reflex 
actions.". So Lori resignedly swallowed (what else COULD she do???)
and she felt the tube make its way down her throat. After 10 or 15
minutes of swallowing, Sharon said again "excellent my dear, you have
the tube into your stomach now, so we can inflate your gag again..."
which rapidly happened next. The gag was inflated more than before
though, actually to the point where Lori assumed what is known as the
"gag look": a fixed stare forward as the mouth and cheeks are filled
to capacity and no noise or breathing is possible through the mouth.
Lori shed a tear as the pump was removed, and Karen deftly wiped it
away, telling her through her ear pieces "tut tut my dear, we are only
beginning this part of your training; we still have to finish your
head bondage and then begin on your arms before installing you into
your mannequin...!". The "rest" of the head bondage consisted of a 'Y'
clipped to her short nose tubes with a much longer tube 
attached to it, allowing Lori only one breathing passage. She felt
cool air being forced into her nose, so presently it was not difficult
to breathe. She was afraid this would change...true. Her harness was
tightened to its fullest, holding the gag, nose tubes and stomach tube
firmly in place, then three locks were closed to permanently fix it to
her head. In addition to having the ear pieces glued into her ears,
soft wax was forced into each ear, a rubber skull cap was pulled over
her hair, tied under her chin, and the wax was taped tightly forcing
it in.  Karen and Sharon grabbed onto each of Lori's eyelids, pulling
her lashes up and taped the lashes, holding her eyes open. Similar
tape was added below her eyes, pulling each eye wide open, in an
expression of surprise.  Finally, over each open eye Karen placed an
oval, soft piece of plastic filled with fluid. These were also taped
on, forcing Lori to look through the colored liquid inside. She could
not blink her eyes nor could she close them; she could only stare
fixedly 
forward.

Lori's arms were pulled behind her and a strap was buckled forcing her
elbows nearly together....just the beginning. Each of her fingers was
taped together, thumb to thumb and so on until the little fingers were
tightly taped together. A rubber strap was wrapped around her wrists
pulling them tightly together. Then a rubber armbinder was pulled up
her arms, reaching 
to her shoulders. The lacing started to close, and as it reached her
elbows, the strap there was pulled tighter now actually forcing her
elbows together; then the lacing was continued all the way up to her
shoulders. Her arms glistened in the black rubber cocoon, appearing as
one from above her elbows all the way down to her fingertips. Shoulder
straps held the binder up assuring no slippage at all. As a final
touch, Victoria added three small padlocks at the top, middle and
bottom of the binder; the keys were shared between her Karen and
Sharon so even if through some magic, Lori was able to communicate her
plight, she could not escape until all the keys were 
recovered.

Lori's bondage was complete. Every orifice of her body was violated in
some way. Her eyes were covered, ears filled, her nose had breathing
tubes, her mouth and throat filled into her stomach; her rectum was
sealed by the Bardex, her urethra emptied through the Foley and her
vagina was invaded by the new vibrator. She was crushed into an
unyielding cocoon of rubber. Her 
breasts, clitoris, and indeed most of her skin would soon feel the
stimulation as she was wired up. She was ready for the mannequin...

If she could have screamed, she would have; if she could have
struggled she would have, but the progressive bondage had so exhausted
her that Lori hardly sensed that she was being carried. The eye covers
tended to remove her further from reality. She was in another world of
shifting colors. The only senses she had from the outside for the time
being was the cool air forced into her nose and the continuous
pressure all over her body from the rubber. This changed when she felt
herself being forced into the mannequin; its arms had been shifted to
accomodate her armbinder; its head had shifted slightly for the neck
corset holding her head erect; additional neoprene pads had been
inserted at the waist to insure that Lori's crushed little 15" waist
was properly supported. All of the tubes and wires were led to their
proper places and fed through holes to the outside of the mannequin.
Then, the front half of the mannequin was forced into place, holding
Lori immovably inside. She could not hear, but only sense the latches
being 
closed and locked, and then she felt herslf being hauled erect. She
knew the mannequin was being moved to the store window where it would
be dressed in some kind of bizarre outfit. Again, she would be inside
for almost 24 hours while the outside world went about its business
unknowing and uncaring for how could they know? or care?

After some time had passed, it could have been minutes or hours, Lori
had no way of telling, she heard Karen speaking "Well now Lori dear,
we have you all fixed up and you are about to have the time of your
life; I hope you enjoy it! We will speak to you again in a while, so
bye now..." and then the white noise began, blurring Lori's existence.
The Bardex filling her rectum came to life as hot water began entering
her, quickly bloating her under the corset's compression; She felt
something in her throat, a slight filling sensation, as unknown to
her, a large quantity of warm Castor oil had entered her stomach; the
Bardex continued to fill her until she felt she 
could take no more, then all of a sudden she could relieve the
pressure through the expelling tube which was built into the Bardex;
it was temporary though since the tube's exit could be closed, thus
forcing her to fill up again.

The electric stimulus began as a slight 'tickling' feeling all over
her body. She could feel it all over her legs, up over her stomach and
back, but especially in her breasts as they were pulled forward to
contact the insides of the plastic cones by the vacuum effect induced
on them. She could not pull back as they were relentlessly forced
toward the copper on the outside and the electricity flowed
effortlessly into her. The current increased dramatically causing her
to take in a sharp breath (at least as sharp as possible); this was
sensed on the outside, and a new gas began to course through her nose
tube, a gas which would heighten her sexual libido and 
increase her awareness. Suddenly her vaginal area was treated to the
deluxe vibrator's abilities; it was wild and great - she was losing
control - nothing mattered but the present; each second that passed
became more intense - the filling of her stomach and intestines, the
noise in her ears, the gas, the colored eye patches, the total
electrical stimulus --- all 
served to keep Lori in a continuing state of arousal for nearly 20
hours. Then, mercifully it stopped. She was allowed a rest.....until
the next day

               LORI, CHAPTER 3

The time dilation effect experienced while she was a captive inside
the mannequin was awesome. Lori had never, ever experienced anything
like it. The sensory deprivation coupled with stimulation over most of
her body and the severe compression of the corset was indescribable.
The white noise in her ears, gag and stomach tube, nose tubes, and the
colored plastic eye 
patches served to disorient her totally. The added effects of the
vibrator, plugs, corset, ballet boots and electrical stimulation
pushed her over the edge. After so many hours inside the mannequin,
she simply had to yield to the pressures and fatigue.

So, it was no surprise to Karen, Victoria, Sharon and Diane when they
removed Lori from the mannequin that she had no capability to resist
them at all. This allowed them the freedom to permit Lori some extra
time outside the mannequin, and they discussed possibilities for her
future. Lori could not hear them discuss her future because of the ear
plugs and continuing 
white noise. Diane said "you know, Lori has been such a perfect fit
for the mannequin that it seems a shame for her to only have two weeks
experience and then leave us."; "Maybe we can 'convince' Lori to stay
on a while!" Karen said in response. So the four women discussed this
at length. They decided to keep Lori three more days in the mannequin
before removing her to 
begin her transfer preparations.  Her transfer would consist of a trip
to America to work as a mannequin model! Karen had a close friend who
owned a bondage boutique.  She had agreed to use Lori as a mannequin
model for her store.  But first a description of her three remaining
days in the mannequin. And then her preparation for the transfer.

Lori remained locked into the rubber corset with its 15" waist.  Her
colored plastic eye patches were removed as was the tape holding her
eyes open. This allowed her to rest, even sleep if she could.  The
catheters and vibrator had been removed also, but her gag with its
stomach tube and the nose tubes remained. After a while she did sleep.

She awoke at some time later, but had no idea how long it had been. It
was still dark outside and Lori was thankful that she now at least had
the ability to see and close her eyes if she wanted to. She wouldn't
be going anywhere in her ballet boots; her hands were cuffed behind
her; the single glove had been removed along with the rubber straps
and the tape holding her fingers together. She felt relatively free in
comparison to the imprisonment inside the mannequin.  Of course she
did not know of Karen's plans for her.

After a short while, Karen and the others came into the room. Noticing
that Lori was awake, Karen moved over to her and with Diane's help,
pulled her into a sitting position on the floor. "You've had some rest
and that is good Lori; we have some news to tell you". And so Lori was
told about their plans. Lori was helpless. She could hardly make a
noise with the gag and 
tubes, and of course she couldn't run away. She had to resign herself
to their plan for her. After the short one-way talk, Karen and the
others began to prepare Lori for her final three days in the
mannequin.

Day One in the mannequin consisted of Lori, dressed in the rubber
corset still and effectively gagged, being installed into a heavy
rubber heat bag. This was as loose fitting as the mannequin would
allow, and was wired throughout with heating elements much like a
giant heating pad.  Only Lori's head was free of the bag. Once she had
been locked into the mannequin and it had been placed into its place
in the store's display window, the bag was plugged in. Throughout the
day and evening, Lori was subjected to varied heat levels. This day
served to firm her body up and loose any excess fluid.

On Day Two, the weight loss was reinforced. The rubber corset was
complimented with a new corset over the top of it. The new corset was
made of rawhide leather, laced tightly and then sponged with water
until it was thoroughly wet. Lori was placed into the mannequin and
locked in.  Over the next several hours, it became warmer in the
display window.  Inside the mannequin, the rawhide began to dry and
constrict over Lori's form. The double compression of the rubber
corset and the rawhide forced Lori's breathing to come in short gasps.

On her final day, she was put into a double rubber suit. Hot water was
pumped between the inner and outer layer. The pressure forced the
rubber into every crevice of her body. The hot water tested her
endurance yet again. The trip would be the real test though...

All of this was to prepare Lori for her transfer. She would be
enclosed as a "package" for shipment to a sister boutique in the US in
the city where Lori lived. Lori's employer had been sent a letter
informing them that Lori had found a new position with better career
opportunities in the modeling field.

Lori's transfer required construction of two very special boxes and
some new bondage apparatus. Karen and the girls had enjoyed planning
this particular stage because it was always fun to use their
imaginations and see the results. One box would be fitted inside the
other. The inner box would be made of steel, and would actually be
more of a frame than a totally closed box. Karen's plan was for Lori
to be installed into this frame first and then for Lori/frame to be
installed into the outer, wooden box.

After the third day's ordeal in the mannequin was at an end, Lori was
removed from it and told of the group's plans for her.  "We have made
everything as easy as can be" Karen told her; "You will be allowed two
days of relative freedom here at the boutique before your trip.  You
may pick out any items of clothing you like here and they are yours
for the time you spent with us. However, our agreement with the store
in America is for you to return twice a year for two weeks to model
for us again. You will be amply compensated for your troubles, and a
trust fund has been set up for you. All we require is your signature
on this document, which gives us your 
consent to proceed with our plans; I am sure you will have no problem
signing it..."

Lori's hands were uncuffed and she signed with mixed feelings. She
could say nothing since she had a large rubber ball held in her mouth
by a head harness. She was taken to the rear of the store where her
body measurements were taken so that the construction of the boxes
could begin. Then, she was relieved of her restraints except for cuffs
on her ankles and wrists connected by a chain. She was allowed to take
a long shower and put on her makeup for the first time in over 10
days. It was a wonderful feeling to be freed from the compressions of
a corset and continuous bondage. When she had finished, she saw that a
set of clothes had been laid out for her. The 
outfit consisted of latex panties, garter belt, stockings, bra, 18"
corset, skirt and blouse. There also was a pair of 6" heel pumps. Lori
needed help with the corset, but once the outfit was on, she was
visited by Sharon and Victoria and steel cuffs were locked onto her
legs and arms. These were attached together with lengths of chain
between her wrists and legs, and 
then these were connected by another length of chain, effectively
hobbling her because the heels were also locked on her feet.

"These will stay on until we have the boxes done so you won't be
running away from us and ruin our little plan for you Lori", said
Sharon.  And that is the way it was for Lori for the next two days.

The boxes arrived. One was a very large heavy wooden box.  The other
box was made of tubular steel and had numerous attachments and could
be tailored to fit any particular application.  Karen was pleased and
excited when it arrived. "I hope you will appreciate the thought we
all put into this Lori!" she said. Lori was stripped of her clothing
and made ready for the steel 
frame. Foley and Bardex catheters were again inserted into her and
their balloons were inflated making removal impossible. A new rubber
corset, heavier than any she had worn before was produced and placed
on her. It was very long, and included a neck-piece and crotch with
three holes for the catheters plus a plug or vibrator. There were
straps which were tightly fastened and locked once the lacing was
fully closed. The corset forced Lori's form into a beautiful S-bend
and gave her a 16" waist. She was forced to take quick, short breaths.
The neck-piece held her head up high and allowed no turning from side
to side. The crotch forced the catheters well 
up into her body cavities and held them there. Another vibrator was
produced by Diane and pushed into Lori's vagina; it was held in by a
temporary strap attached to the corset's flap. Karen brought in a new
gag, which she proudly announced was of her own design and made
especially for use with the steel frame. This gag had a wire/rubber
cage which was forced over Lori's tongue 
and held it firmly.  Around the tongue cage there was a heavy rubber
bladder which could be inflated, and attached to this at the outside
was a metal fitting with a screw attachment. Once this whole affair
was in Lori's mouth, only the metal fitting was visible, and she could
hardly utter a sound. Karen said "This is only the start with your
gag, dear, since we must insure that you make no noise during your
trip. More later...". Lori was unable to answer her.

Heavy rubber stockings were pulled up Lori's legs and attached to the
corset's garters, pulling them tight. It was difficult to bend her
legs with them on, they were of such thick rubber. Similar rubber
gloves were pulled up Lori's arms. The gloves reached to the top of
her shoulders, and were attached with straps to her neck-piece. It now
became difficult to bend her 
arms and flex her fingers. A hood, made of the same heavy rubber was
laced tightly onto Lori's head. There were small colored glass
eyepieces which Lori could barely see through, and nose tubes for her
to breathe through. There was a small opening for the gag's screw
piece to fit through. The helmet had small earphones which fit inside
Lori's ears. She could be fed white noise, or someone could talk to
her through them; otherwise she could hear nothing.

Thigh length boots were laced onto her legs. These boots had
incredible ballet heels which were at least 9" high. The boots had a
two inch strap at the top which covered the knot of the laces, and
this strap was pulled tight and locked with a small padlock. Karen
kept the keys. Now that Lori was "dressed" and was prone on the floor
(she couldn't stand in those boots!), Karen attached several more
items to Lori's body.

Steel bands were locked onto her neck, upper torso, waist, thighs,
ankles, forearms and wrists. Each band had several fittings welded on
so that bolts could be passed through. Over the end of each ballet
boot, Victoria placed a harness of straps which ended in a steel loop
right at the boot-tip, and there was a matching loop behind Lori's
heel. Now no time was wasted as the four women picked Lori up and
carried her over to the frame. She was lowered stomach first onto the
bottom half of the frame. The first attachment was to pass a bolt
through her waist belt and on through a matching hole in the frame,
then threading a nut onto the bolt and tightening it with a wrench.
This served to hold Lori onto the frame while the top half was lowered
over her prone body. The top half was fixed in place so that the total
height of the frame was no more than two feet. Next, a cross member
was placed vertically at Lori's neck and adjusted so that bolts were
passed through it and her neck band forcing her head up and forward.
These bolts were tightened also. Then Lori's legs were bent double and
a bolt was passed through each ankle and thigh band; her legs were
held in a doubled up position. Each knee was then strapped to an outer
cross member of the frame forcing her legs wide apart. Her arms were
bolted together at the wrists and 
forearms, forcing them into the familiar single-glove position, and
then they were attached to the top half of the frame by more bolts and
nuts at the wrists and forearms. Her arms were now held together as
one and forced upward in contact with the top half of the frame. Each
leg was similarly bolted to the frame from her thighs and ankles. Lori
was now in a pretty much fixed state, that is any movement was
practically impossible. But now Karen introduced what she termed the
"fun part".

>From the front of the frame, Karen passed a threaded bar through a
hole strategically placed in front of Lori's gag. She pushed the bar
into the hole of Lori's gag and began to thread it slowly into the
gag. As this was done, the cage around Lori's poor tongue grabbed and
held it, but also began to slowly pull it forward in her mouth. The
fixed position of Lori's head made it impossible to move forward and
so her tongue was slowly pulled forward. Karen was careful to note
when Lori's discomfort level seemed just high enough, and then gave
the bar another couple of turns. The bar was then locked in place at
the outside of the frame.  Lori could hardly believe it; her tongue
seemed like it was being pulled out of her head. She was even further
distressed when the rubber bladder over the cage began to inflate,
filling her mouth and tightening around the cage even more. It was
totally impossible to utter a sound; only a low whine was heard
through her nose tubes.

Next Karen moved to the rear of the frame and pushed a similar bar
through a similar hole and pointed this towards the vibrator in Lori's
rear. The strap holding the vibrator in place was removed, and the bar
was then threaded into a matching hole at the base of the vibrator.
The bar was threaded slowly into the vibrator, pushing it far into
Lori's vagina. She could not move and could only feel the pressure
building.  She was impaled from the front and rear and could not move
at all. She could barely see through her colored glass eyepieces. The
heavy rubber encasing her body was getting her too hot...she had to
get out, but couldn't. She was nearly in a panic; then the vibrator
was turned on. In her earpieces she heard Karen tell her that the
vibrator would run continously from a high powered battery pack which
would be placed inside the box with her.

Finally, a chain was passed through the steel loops at the tips of her
ballet boots. This chain was pulled forward to the front of the frame
and locked to it. Nipple clamps were applied to Lori's breasts and
tightened. Each clamp had a small steel loop at the tip; a smaller
chain was produced and pulled through these loops. This chain went
back to the vibrator and attached in such a way that the vibrations
were also transmitted to Lori's nipples. The Foley catheter was
attached to a bag inside the frame so that no leaks were possible
there. Lori/frame was then lifted off the floor and placed inside the
large wooden crate. If Lori could have screamed or moved, she would
have done so but it was impossible. She felt the Bardex tube being
attached to another tube. It was a hose which attached to a heavy
rubber enema bag inside the crate.  The bag was filled with a mixture
of water and vegetable oil. A timer was set by Karen so that
periodically there would be some of this mixture injected into Lori's
rectum by the Bardex. She would not be able to expel any if it until
she had arrived at her destination and been freed. This would be a
long time. As a last touch, Lori's nose tubes were attached to another
tube inside the crate which led to a hidden opening on the outside for
her air supply.

The girls said a final goodbye as Karen and Sharon lowered the top of
the crate over Lori's prone, still body. It would be impossible to
detect that a live body was inside. Lori was plunged into darkness as
the top was nailed on. All she heard was the white noise playing in
her ears. She was filled and immobile. The package was ready for
transfer.

Anakha.
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