MISTRESS STEPHANIE LOCKE - A MOST ROMANTIC ENCOUNTER WITH STRAIT JACK

A MOST ROMANTIC ENCOUNTER WITH STRAIT JACK

Strait Jack knows how to get My complete and immediate attention. All it takes is a well-written letter and we're off on another experiment pitting his will against My bondage.
The following is Strait Jack's latest letter and what happenned shortly after that...

Dear Mistress Locke, I had a rather strange dream about a friend of yours. In this dream I was in a very passionate and relentless embrace of woman I could not identify. As I awoke, I found myself with arms folded across my chest, legs pressed together. My favorite classic straitjacket/leg sack position. I have had many dreams of being trussed in a straitjacket, but what did this have to do with this dream embrace. A comment you had made kept running through my head. You had once referred to one of your straitjackets as "her". At the time I thought this reference odd. I had never considered a straitjacket to have a gender. But since they are strong, tough, and prison-like they had to be masculine. The dream has made me reconsider this attitude. When in the confines of these devices I am safe, secure, warm, and protected from harm. Protected from actions and expressions of my own rage, frustrations, and anger. These enforced confinements are very womb-like and that is an undeniable feminine image. Might we arrange a meeting soon so that I may spend some time in the embrace of one of your women friends. I know your skill of selection and introduction will be, as always, memorable, therapeutic, and a great comfort. I am always, most sincerely yours, Straitjack.

Strait Jack's sincere words aroused My compassion. It was clear that the poor man was in need of hours of Strait Jacket Confinment Therapy. I knew that after a few hours in My loving care he would feel peaceful and relaxed, ready to carry on in the outside world.

I called Strait Jack and in no time at all he was in My "Bentley Jacket" and ready to try out My new leather leg sheath.

I designed the leg sheath/binder based on one half that size created for Centurians many years ago. That one was based on a drawing by the famous fetish artist Tealdo and may have been a prototype. This one was made by "Leather Boy" as our first experiment in creating equipment together and I knew Strait Jack would give it a good workout...

I buckled his legs into their leather cocoon and he immediately made himself right at home.

While I couldn't see his face beneath My Vision Quest Hood and Posture Collar I could see his smile of contentment nonetheless...

I added the first 50' of rope and told him to show Me how much he could move.

Strait Jack moved every which way but try as he might, he couldn't escape 'though he might have hung off the side of the bondage bed, helplessly suspended if he kept things up much longer.

I decided it was time to add some more rope.

Then I sat down next to Strait Jack and attempted to soothe him into gentleness.

I decided more bondage would be appropriate.

When I started tickling his bare feet Strait Jack fought Me heroically...

Clearly even more clingy restraining ropes were required.

Once Strait Jack was re-secured, I began to stealthily approach his bare, ticklish feet once again.

I began to tickle the undersides of both of his feet at the same time with My fingernails.

Strait Jack's futile attempt to protect his feet amused Me.

As the tickling intensified Strait Jack bucked and writhed.

Strait Jack fought so hard that he tore open a metal ring on My strait jacket. While it proves that Strait Jack is strong, what it ultimately proves is that MY BONDAGE IS EVEN STRONGER...