Incursio

Early next morning Emily was sobbing when she was startled by Anna exclaiming "Oh my God! Emily?" Emily tried to make noise or a gesture, but encased as she was, and with her arms so tight behind her, all she could really do was open and close her thighs a little, flashing the polished plate guarding her sex from the world and herself. Rescue! She wasn't going to die down here after all. Anna would get her out!

Anna rushed over and grabbed Emily's strained shoulders, "are you all right, Em?" She smelled like gunpowder and she looked hurt.

Not understanding any of the quiet gargling noises, Anna said, "Let's get you out of this!" Emily's noises increased in urgency. Anna was exploring the latch on the cuff plate with one hand while stroking Emily's shoulder. "It's no good, Em, the suit latch is blocked on one side by the plate the wrist cuffs are attached to, and the wrist cuff latch isn't working!" On getting no response from the stunned Emily, Anna continued, "I'll go and check one of the other suits. Don't go anywhere."

"How the hell can I go anywhere?" was Emily's first angry thought, with the quick follow-ups of, "how will I ever live it down?" and "Will Anna keep this a secret?" She was still trying to figure out how she could possibly explain a malfunctioning archaeological bondage suit.

Their relationship was not easy since they were quite opposite backgrounds and generated some friction. Emily came from a well off family while Anna didn't; Anna was a neat freak while Emily couldn't keep anything tidy. Anna also seemed over-sexed to Emily, although she was one to talk, and even made a move at her recently which Emily clumsily deflected putting a strain on the atmosphere in the bedroom. Truth be told, Emily didn't really like Anna, but the rent was decent, the flat was very nice, and Anna's clean streak came in handy!

"I examined the other suits. While the wrist plate is up to the top of the track, it can maybe be unlatched. However, with enough **** you can push it up another notch which disengages the unlocking mechanism. To unlock it then, you have to release it from inside the suit using your own evolving flexibility."

Emily's mind reeled.

"Honestly, Em, I could hardly push it up that last notch. You must have had help from someone which means you planned this. You knew I was coming here today one last time before disclosing it later today to the rest of my team. What you don't know is what just happened to the planet. There's a regiment of squid motherfuckers from Europa orbiting the plant right fucking now and this was an ancient communications research zone. Wow, Em, from browsing the porn stash on your computer I knew you were a kinky little bitch, into this chastity/bondage stuff, but I never thought you'd fuck this far. You always seemed too homophobic and bossy to be a permanently bound helpless sex toy!" Anna said, waving the **** rifle she carried with her for Emily to hear as she smoothed her hair.

The world stopped around Emily. Permanent? Europa? What was Anna into?

"Don't worry Em, I know that we will find a way to get you out!" Emily recognized Caire's voice. From examining the other suits, Claire had discovered some other cruel features. The waist section could be ratcheted smaller, as every panting breath Emily took could attest, and the angle of the external spine piece could be adjusted. Soon Anna and Caire looked scared as they took turns guarding the door with the **** rifle.... Until a loud explosion turned the air to smoke and rocks and bullets.