Hours later

Bzzzzzzz!

Again, you can hear the sound and you can feel the ripples go through your body. You tense your arms against the straitjacket, and you do your best to get free of the straps holding you against the bed pillar. But how? The most you could accomplish is to get your ankles in the ballet boots out of the strap that holds them, then somehow do the same with your thighs. But the strap on your waist and neck would stay regardless, kept in place through sheer anatomy.

"MMMMMM!!!" At a sudden, the vibrator stops, and you scream into your gag from the frustration.

After taking a few deep breaths, you manage to calm down.

Bzzzzzzz!

But then the vibrator starts again, and your nightmare continues. ****, you commit yourself to the idea of getting your ankles out of the strap. But you just can’t raise them high enough.

"MMMMMM!!!" The vibrator stops again, and you scream into the gag from the frustration.

Angered, you throw your body against the straps, and twist your arms against the straitjacket’s material. But it just doesn’t work. Nothing that you could do here has any feasible chance to work.

"MMMMMM!!!" you grunt, purely out of anger.

Bzzzzzzz!

Then the vibrations start again, and the vicious cycle continues.

Your torment goes on for a long time. You can bet it was hours easily. But part of you argues that it was longer. Either way, the vibrations finally stop, and you are able to calm down.

You also recognize that you are tired. Incredibly so. The constant struggle against your bondage took all the strength your body had to offer. A small ripple in your mind, and you recognize that the realm of sleep is at your doorstep. Alas, as if you were on a small boat against the ocean, you can feel your consciousness drift, and you give yourself to the next day, whatever it may have in store for you.