Restraint Experience Shop

"Restraint experience?"

I found the store when I was out on a holiday town and wandering around a place I wouldn't normally walk.

That's what she said on the sign at the entrance of a building in a slightly dark alley. "Why don't you try restraint that you can't normally do? First- timers are very welcome!"

It's a strange story that it's open from the middle of the day.

"There's something like this..." I'm not particularly interested in restraints.

Thinking that, I would have left immediately.

However, on that day, for some reason, I reached out to the door of the store as if I was being drawn to it.

…Now that I think about it, at this point, I must have already been captivated by the “something” that this store possesses.

"Oh, welcome!"

When I entered the store, I was greeted by a nice-looking lady who was working as a receptionist, contrary to my expectations of a shady store.

"Is this your first customer?" she said with a smile on her face.

"Um, what is this place? The table says something like a restraint experience, but..."

"Yes, as the name suggests, you can experience restraint."

“When you say “experiencing restraint…do you mean restraining someone…” she asks again.

"No, it's not. You can experience being restrained yourself."

"It's my first time, so I'll give you a brief explanation. At our shop, customers can experience full-fledged restraints using various restraint devices that are not normally possible.

Full-fledged, As I said, it takes time and preparation to put on and take off in the actual procedure, so we use a special "restraint suit" to reduce the trouble to the limit and complete the restraint in just a little time. In addition to realizing this, we will ensure that even customers who are unfamiliar with the straitjacket can feel comfortable and have a comfortable sense of restraint .”

Even though I was a little surprised at the sudden wave of information coming out, I was able to understand the contents of this store from the explanation.

"Of course, we prepare all new restraint equipment and straitjacket for each use. In addition, there is no limit on the amount of time you can take off the straitjacket, and you can experience restraint to your heart's content until you are satisfied. You can have it." New every time? And if there is no time limit...

"...but it's probably going to be very expensive..."

"If you're a first-time customer, you can get a 500 yen discount for the first time...

" You can have it.” “ Well, 1,000 yen!? "Yes, even at our shop, we would like many people to know the pleasure of being restrained, so we are doing that. " You can't get your money's worth on your own. I feel like it's more like a charity. "...So, what do you think? Customer. Would you like to experience it?" However, the words that it feels good even for the first time and the cheapness made me feel almost inclined. "It's a big deal, just once..." When I noticed, my mouth had answered so without permission. "Then, please choose your favorite restraint method from here." The clerk holds out something like a menu. There are various names lined up, but I wonder if this is the type of restraint.

There are a wide range of items, from things that you can imagine, such as bondage, restraint clothes, and vacuum beds, to things that you don't quite understand, such as mummies and mechanical restraints.

"Um, I don't really understand this kind of thing, so can I ask you something light?"

"Okay, so let's make this handy 'reflection board'."

Reflection board. I've never heard of it, but let's believe the store clerk's words that it's easy.

Since it is a prepayment system, please pay first.

"Well then, I'll show you to your room," said the clerk, raising his hand and pointing to the corridor next to the reception.

The corridor was lined with doors on either side. There were stairs on the way, so maybe the second floor is also like that.

"This will be your playroom."

The clerk stopped in front of one of them and opened the door.

"Huh?"

When I looked inside, a voice came out at the sight.

Because people were already there.

And he didn't just stay.

A single chain hangs in the middle of a not-so-large room with a mirror on one side.

A "plate" was attached to it.

Not just a board. From that board protruded my wrists, ankles, and... my buttocks with exposed female genitals.

Yes, there was already a girl in that room with her hands, feet, and buttocks bound by a board, leaning forward as if she were being **** to sit on her knees.

Her hands and feet are made to wear frilly silk gloves and high socks, and she has a ball gag in her mouth, and a gagged bite, but she doesn't wear anything else. I can say that I am almost naked.

"Hey, hey..."

"Don't worry, customers. Here are the 'reflection boards' and their '

straitjacket '." "There's no such thing as a straitjacket

! And who is that person!?" It's the straitjacket that we're so proud of." The

calmed clerk said soothingly to the flustered me.

"Shall we take a closer look?"

Prompted by the store clerk, he approached fearfully.

The girl is limp and her eyes stare blankly at the floor.

However, her hands and feet were bound to the board behind her, and the board was supported by chains extending from the ceiling, so it seemed that her child would not fall.

However, no matter how I looked at it, it wasn't a 'straitjacket', and I could only think of her as a real girl.

"Look at her back,"

said her clerk and she looked at her back.

She then noticed that there was a "cut" in a straight line from the nape of her neck to about the plank of her waist.

"This is..."

"That's right. You can easily create a restrained state by having a customer enter from there."

"That means..."

"Customers will be able to 'wear' this girl and experience restraint." 'Wear' this girl...?

"I'm a man!? But you're wearing a girl's straitjacket... and you're much smaller than me, so you can't wear it!" She thought

it was obvious. But the clerk calmly said.

"That's not true. Anyone can wear this. Whether you're small or big, female or male ."

So why don't we 'experience' it? The experience of being restrained as a woman can never be imitated anywhere else... I guarantee the comfort. Why don't you try it?"

That's certainly true if you say so. You won't get this kind of experience anywhere else.

The experience of being bound by it was itself a trial in the first place.

It might be good to think that the experience of becoming a girl will stick to it.

“…ok,” she reluctantly agreed.

The corridor was lined with doors on either side. There were stairs on the way, so maybe the second floor is also like that.

"This will be your playroom."

The clerk stopped in front of one of them and opened the door.

"Huh?"

When I looked inside, a voice came out at the sight.

Because people were already there.

And he didn't just stay.

A single chain hangs in the middle of a not-so-large room with a mirror on one side.

A "plate" was attached to it.

Not just a board. From that board protruded my wrists, ankles, and... my buttocks with exposed female genitals.

Yes, there was already a girl in that room with her hands, feet, and buttocks bound by a board, leaning forward as if she were being **** to sit on her knees.

Her hands and feet are made to wear frilly silk gloves and high socks, and she has a ball gag in her mouth, and a gagged bite, but she doesn't wear anything else. I can say that I am almost naked.

"Hey, hey..."

"Don't worry, customers. Here are the 'reflection boards' and their 'straitjacket '." "There's no such thing as a straitjacket! And who is that person!?" It's the straitjacket that we're so proud of." The calmed clerk said soothingly to the flustered me.

"Shall we take a closer look?"

Prompted by the store clerk, he approached fearfully.

The girl is limp and her eyes stare blankly at the floor.

However, her hands and feet were bound to the board behind her, and the board was supported by chains extending from the ceiling, so it seemed that her child would not fall.

However, no matter how I looked at it, it wasn't a 'straitjacket', and I could only think of her as a real girl.

"Look at her back,"

said her clerk and she looked at her back.

She then noticed that there was a "cut" in a straight line from the nape of her neck to about the plank of her waist.

"This is..."

"That's right. You can easily create a restrained state by having a customer enter from there."

"That means..."

"Customers will be able to 'wear' this girl and experience restraint." 'Wear' this girl...?

"I'm a man!? But you're wearing a girl's straitjacket... and you're much smaller than me, so you can't wear it!" She thought it was obvious. But the clerk calmly said.

"That's not true. Anyone can wear this. Whether you're small or big, female or male ."

So why don't we 'experience' it? The experience of being restrained as a woman can never be imitated anywhere else... I guarantee the comfort. Why don't you try it?"

That's certainly true if you say so. You won't get this kind of experience anywhere else.

The experience of being bound by it was itself a trial in the first place.

It might be good to think that the experience of becoming a girl will stick to it.

“…ok,”

she reluctantly agreed.

"Then please take off all your clothes first," the clerk urges.

"Um, here ." got naked.

"Then I'll support her, so let's put her legs in first."

She stood next to the restrained girl and tried to open the slit in her back with her hands.

"Wow, what is this?" Her cut was hollow, but the back of the girl's skin was filled with pink flesh grains.

"That's the core of the 'straitjacket', and when you put it on, it makes you feel comfortable as if you caress your whole body, and at the same time, the outer 'straitjacket', in other words, conveys the feelings of a girl. It works to make you feel like a girl, so think of it like a massage.”

It's true that the whole body is caressed without any gaps... Being massaged may be a very pleasant thing.

When I thought so and tried to put my legs in, I suddenly noticed. "This... the legs are folded. How are you going to wear it?" Not only that, but I don't know how to put my hands and feet in the holes that restrain my wrists and ankles. "It's okay. Just put it in slowly."

However, he ignores that and is told to continue.

"Ah..."

Anyway, let's do as we were told.

I put her legs into the girl's body supported by the store clerk.

She starts by putting her feet in front of her.

The sarcoma inside her rubbed with a moist feeling.

Soon her leg hits the girl's knee.

"Come on, take it slow, keep it up, keep it up..." the clerk still urges.

While she was half in doubt, she was about to push her leg in. With the feeling of “

Uh-huh”, one of her legs suddenly sank to her knee.

Soon, her other leg is wrapped up in the same moist stuff up to her toes.

At the same time, her waist down sank into the girl, and the symbol of the anomalous state of affairs was wrapped in softness.

Already at that time, her lower body was inside the girl's body... in other words, she was **** to sit on her knees.

"Eh, what's going on..." When she moved her toes, the toes wrapped in the girl's glossy socks moved as expected.

Not only the toes, but the girl's entire lower body (although it was restrained) could be moved freely.

No matter how you look at it, her lower body doesn't seem to contain her own body.

"Fufu, I told you it was okay, didn't I? Shall we put her head in next?"

Now, my upper body was sandwiched between the girl's slender arms.

Her legs were stable, so the clerk let go of her holding hand and held the girl's head again.

"Please keep your mouth open when you put her face in."

There is a slit on the back of the girl's head as if to say please enter in front of her.

She wowed, and once she exhaled, she put her head back to her senses.

When you put her head in, it naturally becomes a shape that entrusts her upper body to the girl's body.

Her front body slips into the slit and is caught by the cushion.

The inside of her face is similarly sarcomatous, making it a dense, narrow, dark space.

As soon as she put her face all the way in and her vision returned, she felt as if she had been **** to hold something in her mouth.

"Ugh!?" When she tried to close her mouth, something hard and ticking stopped her from doing so.

When she realizes it's a ball gag that's stuck in the girl's mouth, she finally realizes that her head is also completely trapped inside.

Her body, except for her arms, is tightly wrapped in the moist.

There is a feeling of tightening, but it is moderately strong and does not feel pain or suffering.

When I shook her body, I could feel the vibration of the girl's chest.

"Uh..."

Even if I try to say something, it will only be a groan with a gag on my mouth.

She also realized that the moan was not her own voice, but that of a high-pitched woman.

"Well, the last one is the arm."

It seems quite impossible to put the arm in from this state, but considering the time when the leg was put in, it will probably go in.

As expected, it was a little difficult at first, but once I got through it, I went into the back with ease.

When her arms are included, the whole body is finally inside the girl's body... the 'straitjacket'.

She had now become the one who was bound by that reflection board.

When she thinks about it, she breaks into a cold sweat.

"Then it's the finishing touches," said the clerk, and she gently stroked the back of the straitjacket.

"!! Uuuuu!!"

At the same time, the sarcoma that covered her whole body wriggled.

It was so creepy that she tried to scream, but it didn't work. "Right now, I've activated the straitjacket and closed the slit in my back for now. The massage may feel a little uncomfortable at first, but it will soon feel better."

I tried to escape from the dizzying sensation, but when I was restrained, I could only twist my body.

When I tried to tell her to stop, all of her voices were converted into moans.

"As I said at the beginning, there is no time limit, so please enjoy the restraint to your heart's content. When you are finished, you can take off the restraint suit yourself and leave as it is. As I said that, I felt the clerk leave the room.

However, instead of that, I was **** to do something about the discomfort emanating from my whole body.

No matter how much I twist my body, I can't escape the feeling.

"Fu~~~~" All

I could do now was hold my hand and try to endure the feeling that hit my whole body.

"Huh, uh...?"

Setsuna. Your whole body feels different.

Until a little while ago, there was only the feeling of pressure wrapped in a straitjacket and the feeling of a sarcoma wriggling all over my body, but now I feel like I'm touching the cool outside air.

In addition, I could feel the smoothness of the cloth wrapping my hands and feet, the hardness of the board touching my wrists and ankles when I moved it a little, and the sensation that my buttocks were protruding from the board.

At the same time, I felt that the sarcoma's massage had changed into a movement as if countless hands were caressing the woman's body.

"Ah..."

I realized that the voice that came out of my mind had turned into a sweet moan that was different from the moan I had heard earlier.

(What is this, it feels good...)

I tried to shrink my body with the pleasure of having my whole body licked around, but I couldn't do that when I was restrained by the reflection board, and I just moved my body every time. The two lumps of fat on my chest were just shaking.

Even that swaying sensation was converted into pleasure, and the sarcoma conveyed it inside.

Gata, Gata... Every time the

body trembles with pleasure, the board hits the floor and makes a sound.

It is almost impossible to change the posture from the state of sitting straight. You can't even move.

In other words, it showed that he could not escape from this pleasure with his current power.

"...!"

When I realized that reality, I felt a tingling sensation in the inside of my lower abdomen...a woman's uterus.

Suddenly, when she looked to her side, she saw the "restrained girl" reflected in the mirror.

She let out a rough breath into her wet eyes, her limbs burning red as if she was happy to be restrained.

The moment she sees her, the symbol of the man inside her stands taller than ever.

"Wow!"

At the same time, her sarcoma began to move violently, twisting her body.

Then she moved her body in the same way as the girl in the mirror.

(Ah, this is what she looks like now)

When she realizes that, her numbness spreads down her spine and spreads through her whole body, and her goo... I could feel the liquid seeping out from her crotch.

From her side, she feels restrained and just panting, but in reality, she is a girl who is being violated all over her body. That's who she is now.

She had accepted it, and was just enjoying her pleasure and helplessness.

(This is her restraint experience... I'm glad I tried it...)

While thinking that, she felt the sensation of the girl's body trembling and trembling with her whole body, and her consciousness went hazy due to her pleasure.

Piccha.

The sensation of liquid touching my leg suddenly brought me back to my senses from a state similar to slumber.

It seemed that he had come many times, and his crotch seemed to be soaking wet, and it hung down to the floor and became like a puddle.

How long has it been since you put on the straitjacket?

There are no windows or clocks in the room, and nothing to keep track of the passage of time.

It's said that the time is unlimited, but it seems like I'm going to be addicted to it if I don't finish it soon.

Besides, the price is reasonable, so you can come again on your next holiday.

It might be a good idea to try a different restraint this time.

With that thought in mind, I decided to get out of the straitjacket, which still didn't give me a wave of pleasure.

First, I tried to remove my hand in the reverse order from when I put it in.

However, no matter how hard I tried to pull it, I couldn't get my wrist out of the reflection board.

(Why...!?)

When I put it in, I ignored the laws of physics and it went in so smoothly, but when it came time to pull it out, it wouldn't come out at all.

Instead of pulling out the girl's arm from the reflection board, I'm trying to pull out "my arm" from her girl's arm, but her arm, which is tightly wrapped in sarcoma, moves with the girl's arm. end up

And every time I move it, the sarcoma slides into my arm.

(In that case, the head and legs...!)

I tried to pull out my head using the restrained arms as a fulcrum, but I could only bend my body as if to emphasize my chest.

As for my legs, when I went in, I was blocked by the knees that passed so easily, and I couldn't get out at all.

(What is this... how should I take it off?)

I desperately move my body, but all I can do is make the rattling sound of the board resound.

“Wow!"

To begin with, this room is quite far from the reception. Besides, when I remember that I didn't hear a single sound when I was walking in the corridor, the soundproofing must have been solid.

Even if I look around the room, I can't find a call button or anything like that.

Even if there was, the chain that stretched from the ceiling to the board would not even be able to move to the wall because it was so long that there was almost no slack.

Anyway, I understood that it was an impossible situation to voluntarily call for help. I remember the clerk saying

, ``If you want to finish, you can take off the straitjacket yourself and leave .'' If the time is unlimited, it's hard to imagine someone coming in midway. I now realize that I am in a hopeless situation. "Fu, fu, fu! " Not only that, but she was restrained all the time and was fucked all over her body? That kind of impatience makes my heart beat faster. Even in this kind of situation, the straitjacket gives me pleasure without hesitation. “Woooooo!!” But now that pleasure was nothing but fear. Out of pleasure, he tries to escape by twisting himself from the restraint.

However, the more you move your body, the more the presence of restraint increases, and the sarcoma moves more violently.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!"

The body is tightened tightly, and the man inside is narrowed down to a state just before ejaculation, but it was the orgasm of the outside woman that spreads throughout the body.

"Kuuuuuuuuu!"

There is no way to stop the straitjacket that keeps moving no matter how hard you try.

My hips trembled, and liquid splattered from my protruding pubic area.

The mirror reflects a girl who is bound and desperately trying to escape.

Seeing a more realistic expression that is different from before, even if you know that it is yourself, the "man part" reacts honestly.

“Uwaaaaaa…”

I was led to the climax again.

No, the climax had been going on for a long time.

The 'straitjacket' continues to blame as if it would not end the climax.

“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!”

In the middle of the room, there was only a restrained girl wriggling desperately, gasping, feeling pleasure when no one touched her...

Oh, welcome. Is this your first time?

The sign on the front piqued your interest.

Here you can experience what it is like to be restrained yourself. yeah, it's okay Even if you are a first-timer, you will definitely feel comfortable. I guarantee you.

We offer a special and authentic restraint experience that you can't find anywhere else.

There is no time limit, so you can enjoy it until you are satisfied.

The customer who used it before seemed to be very comfortable.

Also, new equipment is used every time, so it is clean. Of course.

If it is the first time, you can use it for 1000 yen with a 500 yen discount. cheap? Of course, the price is set with the customer in mind.

…how is it? Can customers also experience it?

Restraint Experience Shop 2

"Welcome, you 're our first customer, aren't we?"

"I went in because it was written on the signboard that I could have a 'restraint experience' here..."

I spun my words nervously.

"Yeah, that's right. This is a shop where you can experience being restrained yourself. . Is it okay if I ask you?”

I answered with a shock as if I could see through the smile of the store clerk.

"Actually, I'm interested in vacuum beds..." vacuum bed.

I had only seen it in pictures, but I was fascinated by its indescribable charm.

At the same time, my curiosity about what it feels like to be restrained by a rubber membrane is welling up.

In fact, I want to go inside it, even if it's just for a little while. I thought that would enhance the sense of realism when looking at the photos.

But I can't buy it because I'm a student and live alone. Besides, you can't restrain yourself.

For that reason, I was just about to spend my days in agony.

When I happened to stop by, I found a "restraint experience store" in a quiet alley.

Attracted by the word 'restraint', my eyes were attracted to it, and a signboard with an experience menu was placed on the front.

Among the various types of restraints written, from things I've heard of to things I can't imagine, the letters "Vacuum Bed" shine like a halo (for me). I found the

He purrs and swallows saliva. As the name suggests, you can experience restraint at this shop. It means I can do exactly what I want.

Forgetting the purpose of the day, I headed into the store like a moth lured by the light.

The store clerk gave me a brief explanation of the store, but I was so preoccupied with the future that I couldn't hear it properly.

I was relieved only that the price was very cheap, and I was guided to the back of the store.

There is a long corridor in the back, and each door has a plate.

『Rope ties』『Handcuffs』『Armsacks』……I wonder if the front is a lighter restraint, followed by doors with familiar names.

……On the door with the plate of Reflection Board'', there was aIn Use'' sign. It seems that there are other customers who are using it.

"This is the customer's playroom."

While doing so, they seem to have arrived at the desired room.

The clerk quietly opens the door and invites me inside.

With my heart pounding and my heart racing, I stepped into the room.

In a windowless room of about 6 tatami mats, there was a scene like the one you saw in the image.

Yes, it was exactly what I saw in the picture.

Inside the rectangular frame, there was a candy-colored rubber and a naked girl trapped between them.

She involuntarily stares at the sudden event for a while, but she hastily averts her eyes. "Every first time customer reacts like that, but do

n't worry. This is all a 'straitjacket' to restrain you comfortably and easily... including that girl."

The clerk said with a wry smile, approaching the vacuum bed and manipulating the right side of the frame.

Then, the vacuum bed opened with a faint snapping sound and the crackling sound of rubber peeling off.

No, it wasn't just the vacuum bed that opened. At the center of the vacuum bed, the body of the girl who had been crucified with her arms and legs open also opened at the same time.

From the lower part of her neck to the navel area of ​​her torso, the skin peeled off as if it had been cut open only there, and stuck to the rubber on the open front.

The internal organs and bones that should have been there weren't visible from the gaping hole, and I could see something like moist flesh-colored folds.

The store clerk said to me who was stunned by that unrealistic.

"This girl is our store's proud straitjacket that leads the customer to the comfort of being restrained. The customer will 'wear' this girl and experience the restraint as a girl.... Take off your clothes. Please, let's start the restraint experience right away?"

Feeling the power of the smiling store clerk, I reluctantly started taking off my clothes.

Along with the apprehension that I had entered an unbelievable store, I had some hope that this would be a chance for me to experience the feeling of being restrained by a vacuum bed and get a more realistic feeling.

…and the vacuum bed will constrict your whole body anyway. I also thought that wearing a straitjacket that was clearly smaller than my body wouldn't make much of a difference.

After taking off all my clothes, the clerk urges me to put it inside the girl from my legs.

Standing on the edge of the vacuum bed, I once again looked down at the girl-type straitjacket.

She didn't look very good when she was restrained by rubber, but her face had a pretty cute sculpt.

Her bright eyes and silky hair are wrapped around her head.

If you lower her gaze from there, you can see the hole that opened earlier.

The inside of the hole is still hollow, and it seems that the body is put in there.

The inside of the skin is moist, flesh-colored folds, and there are dense sarcoma growing there.

It's kind of creepy, but I can't pull back now that I've come this far.

With determination, I put my feet in the hole and put my lower body inside the girl as if I was sitting down.

Of course, there are sarcoma growing in places you can't see, and the more you put your foot in, the more you feel as if the surface of your skin is being licked.

The girl's legs, which I thought would grow to fit her body size, had already reached her toes, but they still maintained their original thickness.

I tried to move my slender yet fleshy legs. However, it seems that her body and the rubber underneath are stuck together, so she can't move it very much.

Still, it was shocking that the girl's legs moved as I thought.

It seemed that her lower body had already become one with the girl.

Even each of her toes is covered with sarcoma without gaps.

The son in the crotch was sandwiched in a moist space, and was tightly wrapped in a small sarcoma in the back. From the ant's doorway to the hole in its buttocks, the first feeling that something was in close contact made me itchy.

I felt like I was sitting on the floor with a slightly thicker buttocks meat than usual.

"Let's put the head in first next time,"

said the store clerk.

The store clerk holds his neck and stretches it out a little.

He lays down and puts his head in the hole in his neck.

After passing through the tight neck, you quickly reach a slightly wider area.

Even though it's wide, it's a space narrower than the size of my original head.

Sarcoma is also covered in it, and it sticks all over the face.

A sarcoma with a particularly complex shape enters the inside of the mouth and nose, covering the back of the tongue, gums, and even the back of the throat without gaps.

Just as I was about to itch, something thin and transparent stuck to my eye, seeping into the underside of my eyelids.

"Keho, keho!"

I coughed involuntarily and tried to spit out what was crawling in, but all that came out of my throat was a cute cough.

When I fearfully open my closed eyes, I see something reflected in my blurry vision.

She was a girl who threw her hands and feet to the ceiling in an almost sprawled fashion. However, if you look closely, you can see four arms extending from her torso.

When she realized it was who she was now, she noticed for the first time that the ceiling of this room had been a one-sided mirror.

She was already mostly a girl's body. She showed me that I was inside only her arms and breasts peeking through the holes in her torso.

"Okay, once you've put your arms in the end, you're ready to go,"

he said, inserting the rest of his arms into the girl's arms.

Just like her legs, her arms are firmly inserted up to her fingertips in a bumpy feel. Of course, it's still the size of the original girl's arm.

Thus, all but her breasts ended up inside her straitjacket. Her whole body is constricted in a tight girl's form. When she moves her body even a little, she feels as if the sarcoma is crawling all over her body.

However, her body could only move a little. After all, the underside of her body was stuck to the rubber, and it was like being crucified.

And the figure is shown carefully in the mirror of the ceiling. She flung out her limbs like a frog, and when she realized that she was the girl who was showing off her hairless pubic area, she immediately felt embarrassed. rice field.

"Since the preparations are over, I will start restraining you. Please enjoy it to the fullest."

"Wait a minute..."

Her voice, which tried to stop, was interrupted by a film of rubber that was approaching in front of her.

Her chest, which was the only part of her that was in contact with the air, was completely wrapped in her straitjacket, with the girl's breast stuck to her face blocking the hole.

At the same time, it meant that I was trapped in her vacuum bed.

She felt the rubber sticking to her front half as soon as something sticky was pressed against her chest.

The rubber that was put on immediately stuck to the rubber underneath her, and even though it didn't have a mechanism to suck out the air, it stuck to her body tightly.

The freedom of the body is incomparable to the state of being crucified earlier.

When it became so tight that even my fingertips could not move, I heard the same snapping sound as when I opened it from the left side.

It understands that the frame is completely closed and no one else can get out of this bondage.

The rubber has a hole the size of a one-yen coin around its mouth, so it doesn't seem to be a problem for breathing.

In front of her eyes, a glossy rubber is stuck to the end of her amber field of vision, and she can see a girl who has her nipples, navel, and crotch line clearly highlighted by the rubber. .

Her appearance was more sensational and erotic than any of the vacuum bed restraint images I've seen so far.

And I was able to understand how the girl who was restrained in that vacuum bed felt like this.

A tightening feeling sandwiched between thin films from the front and back. Even her own body seems to have become a piece of rubber.

And even if you try to move her body, you can only move it slightly, that inconvenience.

……It might have been better to be able to experience it in a girl's body rather than as a man.

Completely satisfied with what I set out to do, I was basking in the afterglow.

"Well then, it's the final finishing touches,"

said the store clerk, stroking the navel over the rubber film, completely by surprise.

"!!!???"

From the moment the clerk touched her, the surface of her body - not the surface of the girl's body, but the surface of the original body inside her - wriggled.

Not knowing what happened, she stares into the mirror in front of her.

However, the girl in the mirror did not change in particular.

However, the wriggling sensation is getting stronger.

The sensation of countless tongues stroking, licking, and rubbing her whole body reminded me of the sarcoma that had grown inside her straitjacket.

She realizes that the sarcoma is wriggling all at once inside the girl now.

She tried to scream out of her disgust, but she was restrained and couldn't open her jaw. do not have.

It was also terrifying that her wriggling sensation was gradually becoming pleasant.

It has already served its original purpose. I really didn't want to be **** by something I didn't understand while being restrained.

Looking down, she saw the clerk turning her back to leave the room. " Ahh

! Ahh!!" Then, lower your knees, bring your face closer, and stare at me. "Do you want me to take it out?"

I frantically nodded in affirmative to the clerk who asked that question.

Then the clerk reached out his hand to the frame on the right side of me and snapped the lock off.

--Was saved.

The tightening of the rubber soon loosens.

Just like the beginning, the rubber is peeling off bit by bit.

As soon as the membrane separated from the surface of my body and I was able to touch the air, I threw myself up.

......? I feel weird.

"What's wrong, customer? Is there something wrong?"

But I can't get rid of the discomfort in my body. Even though I'm already out of the vacuum bed.

I still had the feeling that the sarcoma was crawling all over my body.

…… No, wait. How did I get up

You were wearing that girl-type straitjacket under the vacuum bed.

And the straitjacket was stuck to the rubber underneath, so he shouldn't have been able to get up.

And I still haven't taken off my straitjacket.

I cast my gaze down fearfully.

Clearly not my skin color, white skin. Two double hills that swelled in a regular shape.

Below that, there is a vertical line in the smooth, hairless groin, and from the top, a small bean-like thing slightly sticks out.

No matter how you look at it, it was the girl who had been restrained until a while ago... in a straitjacket.

The sarcoma wriggles with chills. It was better than when I was pinned down to the vacuum bed, but the sarcoma didn't stop moving when I got out of there.

"W-h-why..."

That voice was also a cute voice that I could imagine from the time I coughed.

"Since the customer asked for a 'temporary suspension', I've stopped the restraint 'half',"

said the clerk and pointing to the vacuum bed.

"If you open it from the right side, you can open the straitjacket, and if you open it from the left side, you can take out just the straitjacket." But that didn't matter now.

"Ugh, I'm going home, so I'll take this off too!"

Saying that, I looked for the slit in my neck to open the hole in my chest that should have been open. " Hiah!?" Rather, when I touch it, an indescribable pleasure spreads from it, and a strange voice comes out. No matter how much I traced the edge of the hole, not just the neck, it was just smooth skin that I couldn't believe there was a cut. While doing so, the sarcoma is licking the body inside. My body feels hotter than before. "In that state, you can't take off the straitjacket no matter how much you try. To take it off, you have to enter the vacuum bed again and open it from the right side. " . "Or do you want to go home as it is? As our store, it doesn't matter at all. " I'm absolutely sorry for being licked all the time while looking like a girl.

Then there is only one way left. I didn't want to taste the sarcoma blame from that tightening again, but it can't be helped.

I pushed my hot, dusty body and lay down on the vacuum bed again.

The clerk smiled and slowly closed the vacuum bed.

"Oh yes, if you use this, the customer will be more satisfied," the clerk muttered something just before closing.

And at the same time, something hard is applied to the open crotch.

Before I could confirm what it was, I was trapped in Vitali and the rubber film again.

Pachin, pachin. frame is locked.

The membrane sticks, the straitjacket and the original body are in closer contact than before, and the movement of the sarcoma becomes stronger.

The body that was completed by gentle **** is immediately pulled up to near the limit of pleasure by strong stimulation.

But it's a little patience to get it out right away. that's what I thought.

Suddenly, the hard thing that was placed between my crotch began to tremble.

I was not mentally prepared for the stimulation from the unexpected parts, and I reached the climax in no time.

I felt something blow out from my crotch, but I didn't have time to confirm it.

With my flickering head, I try to figure out what happened.

Vu-vu-vu-vu can be heard from below. And pleasure continues to be sent from the crotch.

When I focused on my reflection in the mirror, I could see something like a short stick with a round tip stuck in my crotch.

It's an electric massager, a so-called electric massager. It was trembling in the girl's crotch.

What's more, it's trapped under the amber rubber film, along with the girl's body.

As a result, it was pressed down by the rubber, cracked her crotch line, and touched her clitoris.

A cord extends from the crotch and the other side, and it seems to be connected outside the frame.

"How about it? It seems that you weren't satisfied with it earlier, so I added a direct stimulation to the girl's body. "

"At our store, our policy is to have our customers experience the pleasure of being restrained until they are satisfied and convinced, so please experience restraint to your heart's content." !

I wanted to tell him that, but with my faint consciousness due to the pleasure, the only voices that came out of the hole in my mouth were moans and moans.

The store clerk chuckled and slowly said goodbye and left the room.

The door closed with a bang, and only the restrained me and the restrained girl remained in the room.

Try to escape from this vacuum bed immediately.

However, the body sandwiched between tightly closed rubber membranes can only be moved slightly. If I put all my strength into it, I might be able to move it a little, but I had to say that my original body was caressed by sarcoma, and the girl's body was trembling with the vibration of her crotch.

Even if you could move it, it would only be inside the rubber membrane...the frame's locking mechanism is just a few centimeters outside of the membrane, so you wouldn't be able to remove it.

No matter how hard I try, I can't escape alone.

Despair makes my head go black, but even that is filled with pleasure.

Whether I wanted to bend my body, get rid of the vibrations in my crotch that gave me pleasure, or use my arms to hold down a sarcoma crawling inside my body, I couldn't do it because the film was only a few millimeters thick.

Only when she climaxes, her body twitches. Along with that, the rubber rattles and evokes the reality of being tightened.

And not only does she feel the girl's struggle in hell of pleasure in her body, but the mirror in her ceiling unwillingly burns it into her eyes.

She is a girl who endures pleasure by shaking her body while making the sound of rubbing rubber with teary eyes.

Once she realizes that she is in it, that the girl is exactly who she is, she finds her body hotter even though she doesn't want it at all. I feel it burning.

When will the staff come back? I was desperately trying to hold onto that in a corner of my consciousness that was being dyed with pleasure.