Increase restraint minimum by one

Alyssa decided to compromise and take the least threatening option.

"I'll increase the minimum by one."

"Ah, good choice," Clarence closed the briefcase. "I think you will find that option not much of a punishment eventually, as you get used to restraints. Most guests wear three restraints on most days."

Alyssa didn't doubt that, and part of the reason she picked this option was to become more accustomed to this bondage slightly quicker.

"Shall I go request some restraints and have them sent down to you?" Clarence asked.

"Yes please," Alyssa replied. She wanted to be polite. She was also thinking about what she wanted to request. She knew a gag would be too annoying. She could swap into that later. Plus, she didn't want to get stuck in it again.

She decided. "An armbinder and some leg cuffs please."

Clarence nodded. "They will be sent post haste. Please note that while you are permitted to not be restrained while in your cabin, you must put on the restraints before you leave."

"Could you send someone with the armbinder to help me into it?"

"Certainly can."

"Oh, but can they wait for an hour or so? I really want a nap first. Sorry if I am being demanding."

"It is no issue at all. Get some rest. Do you know how to use the bed?"

"I'll work it out."

Clarence bowed and left briskly. Alyssa was relieved. She had expected harsher treatment by breaking the rules. But it seemed everyone here was really friendly.

Alyssa got the computer to walk her through the functions for the bed. It seemed that she had to set a time on the screen, zip up the bed, and then the process would begin automatically.

Alyssa took a moment to relish her total unrestrained freedom, then thought against it. She needed to become accustomed to wearing restraints. They needed to become second nature. So she quickly removed her jacket and hopped in the vac bed. She found the breathing tube and slid them up each nostrils. It tickled, but Alyssa kept them in while she zipped up the bed from the inside. Apparently there was a zip on each side, meaning someone else could zip her up if she couldn't, which would come in handy tonight.

As soon as the zip met the end of its journey, the pump turned on and began to suck all the air out from between the latex sheets. Alyssa pulled a pose (both hands up above her head, legs apart), and felt her limbs lose more and more freedom. The feeling, it was...intoxicating for Alyssa. It felt so good!

It took her no time at all to drift into an ecstasy fueled sleep as she waited for her punishment to arrive.