Jen tries to stimulate herself.

She rubbed the polished steel on her chest. It squeaked back. The snugness and rigidity of the swimsuit was milldly arousing, and the girl wanted more than that. Jen’s fingertips slowly moving all the way down to her vagina. Getting the dildo occupying it to dance a bit should have done the job...

But there was just steel. The plate separating her naughty hands from the pleasure zone. Jen tried to reach under it, but it was not possible because the suit was too tight over there to allow that. Several more minutes — and no luck. The thin fabric padding at the swimsuit’s edges that prevented them from cutting into the skin also did not help at all.

She banged at the stupid plate just to let some of the frustration out.

“Alright, I’m done playing with you! Get out of the way!” — Jen grabbed the shoulder straps, but could not find the seam of connection between what was two distinct parts before. Just solid steel... and a tiny hole in a dedicated bump.

“What’s that? Wasn’t there before.”

She stared at her shoulder for quite some time before realizing that there was a keyhole demanding a key to let her out of the swimsuit.

“No way! Come off, you stupid thing!”

But pulling at the stubborn shoulder straps as hard as she could did not bring the girl any closer to freedom. Jen wanted to get some pleasure off of her predicament, but the item she put herself into just was not playing by her rules.

She grabbed her breasts, but they were also stuck under a layer of unyielding steel. Jen bit her lower lip and looked around nervously. The sight of wardrobes was not really giving any clues, so it was time to stand up.

Normally Jen would jump to her feet, but unbending steel encasing her left her abdominal muscles out of equation, so she slowly sat up mostly using her hands.

“I need... need to find a way to come. I swear I’ve never felt so physically frustrated. Holy shit.” — she breathed out.

“For once, you’re out of control... isn’t that sensational?”

{If Insanity < 40}”Definitely a new feeling. And I hate it.”{else}”Definitely a new feeling. And I... I’m not sure how I feel about it.”

“There is still time to appreciate it while it lasts.” {endif}

Jen looked down at her stilettos and noticed tiny holes in their ankle straps as well.

“These got me too. I’m gonna teeter in them for a while as well, right? Jeez.”