MISTRESS STEPHANIE LOCKE - THE OPPOSITE OF CLAUSTROPHOBIA: THE LATEST ADVENTURE OF STRAIT JACK

THE OPPOSITE OF CLAUSTROPHOBIA:
THE LATEST ADVENTURE OF STRAIT JACK

Dearest Mistress Locke, As I am sure you know I am afflicted by a strange malady. It is best described as the opposite of claustrophobia. That is, I do not fear closed spaces but rather crave them. Like a caterpillar needs to form a pupae to grow I need time in a very confined space to be free. Free to struggle, fight, vent my emotions and feel safe from the destructive aspects of these ventilations. In short, it is time to arrange another meeting where your skill and prowess can best help me escape to the comforting encasement of one of your straitjackets. Might we arrange a time after Thanksgiving? Please advise your schedule end of November, beginning of December and I will call to make a specific date and time. As always, I have spent far too much time away from the comfort of your company.

Most respectfully yours, Strait Jack

Just reading Strait Jack's letter put a big smile on my face. Strait Jack is one of my favorites, he's, tall, handsome, intelligent and craves straitjacket encasement of a degree few men can handle. Mere days before Strait Jack's letter emerged, I'd recieved a mysterious package from Nurse Laural at Medical Toys.com. She'd appointed me Medical Toys.com's Product Tester and wanted me to try out a new clingwrap. I'd had one go at it, turning Mr. Jaylastic into a seated bondage cube (regrettably unphotographed) now it was time to put it to the true test. Naturally, I didn't tell my patient a thing about the new "bondage treatment", I wanted to see him fight the wrap without any pre-concieved notions.

I began by buckling him into a leather chastity, a tight black sensory deprivation hood and my favorite Fetters leather straitjacket. Then I lowered him to the ground for the beginning struggles.

It was necessary to begin securing him to furniture immediately...

I left him alone for sometime. When I came back, I decided to introduce something new to our relationship...

...a prolonged bout of merciless foot tickling. Strait Jack fought bravely, but he couldn't protect his helplessly bare feet. Finally, he was completely breathless and begged for a break from the torture.

This was exactly the opportunity I'd been hoping for. I quickly freed Strait Jack from my hardwood floor and instead secured him with long ropes to my ceiling.

Then I brought out my new white clingwrap and started wrapping it all around StraitJack's body.

The wrapping material was very thin and damaged easily, I decided to wrap every part of Strait Jack in 3 to 5 layers of plastic so he would be unable to injure it or himself. Then I added a fresh brace of thick white rope and let him swing/fight/play.

After 3 hours of the 'opposite of claustrophia', my darling Strait Jack was meek as a lamb and very content.
I too, was feeling very content.

I'm really looking forward to the next time...