Total Chastity Enclosure - Restrained (Part Three)

Dr Powers looked at me and said, "She looks very nice. Please ladies, have a seat. Charli, yours is the one with wheels."

She motioned to a power wheelchair sitting at the end of the couch. It looked much more elaborate than others I had seen and even had a headrest. It also had a multitude of straps attached to it's back, arm and leg rests. I hesitated but the look I got from Mistress told me that I had better do as I was told.

The leg rests were already swung to the sides. This time I tried leaning forward to get my weight over my feet and my descent to sitting was much more graceful. I also remembered to use my hand to bring my skirt up behind my knees and it was smooth under me and draped over my knees as it should. Mistress and Dr Powers instantly descended on me and began fastening the straps around my torso and arms. They swung the leg rests to the front and placed my feet on the foot plates and secured my legs and feet with more straps. They lifted my skirt and tightened straps around my lower thighs. Then they smoothed my skirt down and snugged another over my upper thighs. Their final action was to secure a strap around my forehead securing my head to the headrest. I was held immovable in the chair.

They stepped back and Mistress said, "It's begun Charli. You will never be free of restraint again. You have been free for the last time. You will never be out of some sort of restraint, either physical or chemical. This sort of restraint is the simplest form the physical will take and you will learn about the chemical later. You could call it a life of leisure because you will not have to perform any sort of labor, not even household chores. You won't be able to. The only thing you will be able to do is experience and feel the things I do to and for you, all things you have dreamed of You must understand and accept that you no longer have any choice in anything. If you resist in any way you will be punished in ways you haven't dreamed of."

I probably should have been afraid. If I had known all the things to come I might have been. I didn't even feel any apprehension, only tremendous joy and excitement. I was extremely comfortable strapped in the chair and anxious to begin whatever she and Dr Powers had planned for me.

She continued, "Our new house is essentially finished. The only work remaining is the final equipping of your room. That is going to take a month or so more. The few things we are taking up there will be moved up soon. We'll be staying here with Dr Powers and Roberta until everything is ready for you there. It's not going to be just a month of waiting. One or both of us will have to supervise a lot on the installations in your room so during the time Dr Powers and I aren't here Roberta will care for you. Your breast construction surgery is scheduled for one week from today. With construction of breasts as large as yours are going to be you're going to need some skin and tissue preparation so that will start tonight. You won't be getting implants but actual breast construction with tissue from your abdomen. You also need some penal conditioning that will start immediately. Your corset training has already begun and will continue unabated. Your custom corsets will be ready by the time you are out of the hospital but I'm having other things made for you that will take longer. They'll all be ready by the time your room is ready for you to move in."

I was almost delirious with happiness over what she told me.

Now Dr. Powers chimed in, "Roberta has fixed a lovely meal for us all but I'm afraid she also made an error and needs to be punished. Therefore you two ladies won't be joining us for dinner. We won't be able to place Charli in the positioning frame tonight because Roberta will be occupying it. It might be very good for Charli to witness one of the forms punishment can take anyway. It will also be a good chance to introduce Charli to chemical restraint since she won't be able to be in the frame. Charli needs to start her conditioning as soon as possible and this will work out just as well as our previous plans. I'm not pleased with Roberta for necessitating the change in plans. She caused me to go to the extra effort of putting the female and punishment attachments back on the frame when I already had it all ready for Charli. Her punishment will be a little more severe than it would otherwise be. Watch closely Charli and remember."

Mistress added, "I think this is actually for the good. Charli will have an even better idea of what she can expect."

Dr. Powers chuckled and said, "That's very true. Maybe she should thank Roberta. It should also be a good example for her of the results of thinking she can get away with forbidden actions. I caught Roberta touching her breast. She was actually trying to work her fingers inside her corset and touch her nipple. She claims she had an itch but even if that were true it's no excuse."

"Come on girls. It's time to go to Roberta's room and get you both ready for the night."

Roberta had never sat down or said a word through all the one sided conversation. She began her painfully slow way across the living room to the hall. Mistress came behind me. The chair had controls on the back and she maneuvered me along behind Roberta. Dr Paula followed behind us. I could see the hall stretched for quite a distance toward the rear of the house. This strange procession made it's way slowly down the hall to a door at the very end. It seemed to take forever. I have never been so eager as I was right then to find what awaited me.

Roberta opened the door and moved aside for Mistress and I to enter. For the first time I saw a change in her expression. She looked at me and her smile changed to a look of concern or possibly pity. Almost instantly the painted on smile returned as Dr Powers came up behind us. I began to wonder a little if my joy and excitement might be a little premature. A little apprehension crept into my mind.

My breath was literally taken away as we entered and I gazed about the room. It was too much to take in all at once. The room and it's contents astonished me. My concentration on what lay before me was broken as I heard the door close and when I turned to look Dr Powers was taking a chain from around her neck. A chain with a key on it that she used to lock the deadbolt on the door. A little fear joined my apprehension now and as I looked around the room they both grew as did my anticipation to experience some of the items that filled the room. Where to start?

Probably the most striking feature of the room itself was that all the walls were covered with floor to ceiling mirrors. The only thing breaking the expanse of mirrors was a door across the room and it was like the closed door behind us, mirrored. There were no windows. The room was sealed off from the outside world completely.

Recessed florescent lights in the ceiling provided illumination and the room was as bright as any I had ever seen. It was a very high ceiling and had a feature that couldn't quite figure out. Some sort of tracks radiated out from the center of the ceiling, eight in all. They ran from the center to each corner and to the midpoint of each wall. The one going to the wall with the door on the other side of the room ran through the doorway into whatever was beyond. The doorway ran all the way to the ceiling so the track appeared to be uninterrupted. At the center of the room where the tracks all met were two electric cable hoists like they had used at the corset shop for the lacing bar. These both had a control box, with up and down switches, hanging from an electrical cable attached to the hoist. I could understand why a lacing bar would be needed by Roberta but why the tracks and why two hoists? It looked like the hoists could be moved along the tracks to any place in the room and even through the doorway. Through it to what, a bathroom? I looked down at the floor and sure enough, there in the center was a steel ring. The floor was covered with vinyl tile.

The contents of the room looked more like a hospital than anything else. The first thing my eyes locked onto was something I had only seen in pictures. An Iron Lung, a real Iron Lung The big white horizontal cylinder must have been eight feet long and about three feet in diameter. It was supported by a steel framework and 3 pairs of legs with casters at the bottom of each leg. I could see the machinery underneath and the linkage that came up to operate the bellows underneath that would force air into and suck it out of the chamber to breathe for the person enclosed within. At the other end of the chamber was a hole in the very center. It wasn't just a hole but an opening with a foam rubber collar clamped into it. The collar was loosely covered with thin sheet rubber. Four clamps with large round hand wheels were spaced around the collar and seemed to hold it in place. The end of the chamber containing the collar was a separate piece and I looked at the two big clamps that held it to the body of the tank and drew it tight to make an airtight seal. Below the collar two rods projected out and supported a leather covered headrest. Over the top of the end was a large rectangular mirror. Two long, rectangular clear windows ran the length of the chamber on each side and four round ports with covers that could be opened to allow access to the Lung's occupant ran below the windows on each side.

Did it really work? The cord running from the machinery underneath was plugged into the wall. It must work.

There was another very large object in the room. It looked a lot like what I had seen photos of, a CircleO bed. Two large chrome or stainless steel circles standing on edge and attached to a support base and to each other about 2 or 3 feet apart. They reached almost to the ceiling. The CircleO bed had a cot suspended between the circles and it could be rotated to any position with the head and foot traveling along the support circles. The patient would be sandwiched between the cot and another cot or stretcher strapped to it and over them.

Whatever this was it didn't have a cot installed on it. Where the cot would have been was a steel frame work. It was apparent that it was designed to hold a human body. At one end, I guess you'd say the upper, was a padded bowl shaped headrest to hold the back of the that persons head. A little below the middle two heavy bars ran up and out to hold a persons legs. It wasn't so much the frame or it's shape that made it apparent it was designed to hold a person. It was the things attached to it.

The heavy straps I was getting used to seeing were absent from this item. Instead it had rigid bands or cuffs. They were hinged on one side to open and were held closed by latches similar to those used on inline skates and ski boots. The were made of shiny metal and padded on the inside. There were eight, four on each side on the outside of the frame at the top part for arms. There was also a large one between the two outside bars of the frame for their torso The two bars running up and out that I assumed were for legs also had four cuffs on each one. At the upper end, just below the headrest was 2 piece arrangement that was would hold the occupants shoulders and upper chest. It had a front and back half and the same type clamps joined them. Large opening were placed for access to their breasts. It came up over the shoulders and the same clamps would hold it closed there. It appeared to be made of a heavy fiberglass or plastic.

Underneath this thing was a lot of machinery. I recognized an air compressor and two pumps of some kind. One appeared to be a vacuum pump. Alongside the whole thing was a cart with even more equipment piled on it. I could see at least 3 devices that looked like pneumatic cylinders attached to frameworks of some kind. Mounted at the end of the actuating shaft of each there was a dildo. There was even more piled on the cart I couldn't identify.

It was difficult to drag my gaze away this fascinating piece of equipment but I continued my visual tour of the room. There was an examining table identical to the one I had been strapped to in the doctors office a few hours before but that was no surprise. There were two wheeled carts at the foot of the Iron Lung. One cart held a rectangular box with many controls and gauges on the front that was about 18" square. It was marked "Bennett Positive Pressure Respirator" and had a hose attached that ran to what looked like a gas mask with round eye pieces and many straps that would hold it tightly to someone's head. The other held a anotherl box about two feet square, again with many dials and controls all over one side. That box was marked "Thompson Multivent" A corrugated hose about the size of a vacuum cleaner hose ran from the box to the center of a gray plastic shell resting on the lower shelf. The shell looked like it would cover a persons chest and abdomen. The edges had wide rubber seals and there were straps that looked like they would wrap around the person and hold it in place. I recognized this as a portable Iron Lung or chest respirator.

There was a wheeled hospital gurney along one wall and an electric wheelchair that looked identical to the one I was strapped in. The gurney and wheelchair both had a generous supply of the padded leather straps. Standing up against the same wall was a backboard like you see used by ambulance crews with accident victims and what I recognized as a "Stokes Litter, a wire mesh frame that a person lies down in instead of on. Both with the now customary straps. A small swivel stool on casters completed the furnishings. The one thing I expected and didn't see anywhere in the room was a bed.

Dr Powers voice broke my concentration on the room and it's contents. She was speaking very softly but I heard her clearly anyway, "I think we better get Charli ready first. You don't have complete control over yet and she just might resist a little.

Mistress whispered back, "Good Idea. She still has no idea what she's gotten herself into."

Mistress came over to me and in her normal voice said. We're going to get you ready for bed now Charli. Just relax and let us do everything for you. It will be much easier that way.."

Dr Powers had opened a door on the side of the room that was completely concealed until she swung it open. It led to a closet and she returned in a few seconds with several items. One was a lacing bar with the attached cuffs like at the corset shop. There was also a small leather harness of some sort with a short cable attached to it. She went to the middle of the room and attached them to the overhead hoists. She had come out with a few other things as well that she had placed on a small cart by the wall.

Mistress moved my chair to the middle of the room under the hoists. She released the strap holding my head to the headrest. Dr. Powers lowered the hoist she had attached the harness to. I realized it was for when she placed the harness over my head and worked one strap under my chin and the other low on the back of my neck. Then she buckled a strap on each side that joined the front and rear straps. The harness was firmly strapped to my head. Mistress handed her another strap and it had one of those inflatable gags on it. She held it up to my mouth and the look in her eyes told me that my only option was to open my mouth. She inserted it and quickly buckled it to each side of the harness holding it firmly in place with the leather tight against my lips. She pumped the bulb on the end of the tube until my mouth was filled with the firmly inflated rubber. She raised the hoist again until there was a firm pull on my head.

Then Dr Powers lowered the other hoist until the lacing bar was directly in front of me. She released the strap holding my right wrist to the arm of the chair and placed one of the cuffs snuggly around my wrist. She repeated the same operation with my left wrist and the other cuff. Then she raised the hoist until the chains attaching the cuffs to the bar were taut. Mistress began releasing the straps holding my arms as Dr Powers raised the hoist. There was never the opportunity for me to move my arms at all except for the movement as the hoist lifted them over my head.

Mistress released the straps holding my torso and thighs as Dr. Powers continued to raise the hoists. The tension on my head and arms raised me to a vertical position with my calves and feet still strapped to the heavy power chair. Mistress raised my skirt and released the straps holding my drainage bag. She alsounclipped the garters holding up my stockings. She rolled them down to the straps still around my calves.

Then Mistress retrieved two more cuffs with short chains attached. Dr Powers unstrapped my left leg and held it while Mistress removed my shoe and stocking from it. She strapped the cuff around my ankle and then fastened it the ring on the floor. They repeated the operation with my right leg and then raised the hoist until I was suspended in air. Then they moved the chair out of the way.

They were treating me like a dangerous felon who might attempt an escape or to attack them. That was the furthest thing from my mind. I was thoroughly enjoying the ministrations of these two beautiful women. I didn't realize at the time that it was the last opportunity I would ever have to escape or resist in any way. Not without severe punishment that made resistance unthinkable.

I was suspended with my feet off the floor and the chains connected to my ankles tight. My arms and head were supporting my full weight but I wasn't being stretched like when my final lacing was done. Dr. Powers brought over a small step ladder and climbed up on it. She released my right arm and brought it down to my side, holding it tight. Mistress had unbuttoned my blouse and now they worked my arm out of it and then reattached the cuff to my wrist. The discomfort of hanging by only one arm and my head would have made resistance futile even if I had been so inclined. They did the same with my left.

They had this very well planned and I realized how truly helplessness I was for the first time. Mistress unfastened my skirt and let it fall to the floor. It lay surrounding the ring in the floor and the chains holding me. Then she pulled my half slip down my legs and it joined my skirt.

Mistress unlocked the steel belt encircling my waist and securing my corset from tampering. The slight release of pressure as it was removed was very noticeable. More pressure disappeared as they began loosening the laces of my corset. I had thought it would be welcome but it was painful as the pressure was eased on my torso. I wanted them to lace it tightly around me again.

Once all the laces were relaxed Mistress unhooked the busk and removed my corset. She handed it to Dr Powers who waited until Mistress removed my abdominal binder and handed it to her as well. Then she took them both and disappeared into the closet with them. Mistress unhooked my bra and removed it. I noticed that the shoulder straps had fasteners of some kind that could be disconnected so she didn't have to release my arms to get the bra off my arms. She reached under my right arm and began to peel my right breast form from me.

As she worked she commented that the adhesive was holding very well but that the forms had to be removed every night to allow the skin stretching treatments that would allow me to have implants of the size she desired. In just a few minutes she had them both removed. She said the adhesive would have to be reapplied ever day. It felt wonderful to be free of the tremendous confinement of my corset but not to have my breasts removed. When I looked in the mirror I found I preferred the shape my new corset gave me regardless of the discomfort. The loss of my breasts brought tears to my eyes. Dr powers took my forms and bra to the closet also.

Mistress unlocked the two padlocks securing my chastity belt and unfastened the strap between my legs from the rear of belt. She pulled the strap through the loop in my butt plug and left the strap dangling between my legs. My own muscles were holding the plug in place. I tried to expel it but it wouldn't budge. Mistress noticed what I was trying to do.

"You can try all day and you won't be able to force it out. There is a ring inflated inside you that locks it in until it's deflated."

She came around in front of me and disconnected the tube from my catheter to my urine bag. She lifted the front outer cover of my chastity and pulled the tube back through the hole in the cover. For the first time I saw the inside of the chastity. My penis was pointed straight down and nestled in a trough formed in a very thick piece of rubber that tapered down in thickness out to the edges of the chastity. A thin piece of rubber stretched over the trough and hooked at one side held my penis in the trough. She removed that thin cover and went behind me and undid the straps that held the belt closed in the back. As she released it she held it in place in the front and then eased it down and allowed my penis to slip back through the hole in the front above the chastity. My testicles dropped free and it felt strange to be free of the confinement. She deflated the internal balloon and removed my catheter. As soon as it was free my penis hardened into full erection.

She and Dr Powers disappeared into the closet with my chastity When they returned Mistress had another harness of some sort and another corset, a much shorter one. She pulled the stool over right in front of me. The harness looked like a black leather jock strap or suspensory support with a hole for my cock to go through. It had wires leading from it. She fed my cock through the hole and proceeded to strap it tightly around my hips. She tucked my balls in the soft leather pouch. A strap from the pouch hung free between my legs Then she took the strap hanging between my legs and secured it snuggly to the back of the hip straps, securing the plug again, deep inside me. Even though I hadn't been able to dislodge it the strap made it's presence seem even more secure.

Dr Powers handed her a clear plastic cylinder that she placed over my penis and secured to the leather harness with twist locks. It was somewhat larger than my erect penis and It had wires as well as several tubes leading from it. There was a soft ring around the inside of the open end. I could see metal plates of some sort inside it. There was one all the way around the inside at the open end. Several others ran up the length of it and a metal dome inside at the closed end. It looked like it would cover the head of my penis if or when it filled the cylinder. Wires ran from all the metal parts as well as the leather pouch holding my balls. She took a separate wire harness behind me and I could feel her fasten it to the plug filling me.

While she was applying it she had been talking, "Male orgasms are such a selfish action. You are still capable of having them so I'm going to condition you to not enjoy them. Your health requires your prostrate to be emptied occasionally so I am going to be milking you at the same time. Too much of anything can be unpleasant and that is just what is going to be happening to you. You had your first taste of that this morning. You will be forced to ejaculate 3 times every hour all night every night. You will enjoy the first but the 2nd and 3rd will follow immediately and will be just a milking without orgasm. That won't be a pleasant action for you. It won't be too long before you don't derive any pleasure whatsoever from penal stimulation. Then your cock will stop responding to stimuli and you'll feel internal arousal that you'll find far superior."

Now she came directly in front of me and looked me in the eyes and said "Tomorrow we have an appointment with an orthopedic appliance shop where we will have you measured for your more serious restraint garments and devices. You will have every type of brace you have ever imagined wearing and many you haven't. Wear them you will. When you are not in suspension, strapped into or on something or chemically restrained you will be encased in braces from your head to your feet and be incapable of movement except as I may allow. They may also add some final additions to your custom corsets to deal with your special needs. You'll also be fitted for chastity panties similar to the Latowski belt you like so much. It will be more extensive and have some features not included in the Latowski version. Your panties will also provide another type of restraint that you will learn about soon enough. Roberta has panties like you'll be getting and maybe she will be willing to demonstrate that for you later."

I looked over at Roberta and her smile had been replaced by a look of pure terror.

"Elimination of your body wastes will be handled by an indwelling catheter like you are used to wearing and by a catheter like you experienced at the doctors office this morning. I will feed you or designate someone else to feed you when not supplying your nourishment by IV or stomach tube. I can bring you to orgasm or ejaculation whenever I desire and completely under my control so you see you have no control over any aspect of your life whatsoever."

"You may wonder why I am going to all the trouble of molding your figure and giving you breast implants if you are going to be imprisoned as I've described. Your experience in the car this afternoon is why. You were given an example of what you may expect if you complete your training successfully and what you'll be denied if you don't. The feelings you derive from your breasts and your corsets and the very appearance of your body will remind you of what you are striving for. Everything you wear will show the shape of your body underneath. If you are successful in your training you will be surgically changed to a real woman. You will be my slave of course but you will know happiness beyond imagination."

"Oh yes, The plug inside of you right now is just one of the many you'll experience. You'll never be without one and that little penis there will be locked up at all times except when you are being bathed and it won't always be free even then. You will never be allowed to touch it again. It belongs to me and only I have the authority to touch it or designate someone else to touch it. You will never touch it again. When it is converted to a vagina it will bring you the kind of joy you had a little taste of earlier today."

"If you resist me in any way your resistance will fail and your punishment will be severe. I can only tell you that you won't enjoy the punishment I can inflict on you. Now Dr powers will explain your chemical restraint."

Dr Powers told me, "Your chemical restraint will be achieved through the use of Curare. It was originally a South American poison used on poison arrows and darts. It kills the prey by paralyzing their breathing muscles. It has been refined and improved by modern medicine and is used for many purposes including to totally paralyze a person during surgery or for some other purposes. You are one of those other purposes. When injected it paralyzes all of your skeletal and voluntary muscles. Everything, from your eyelids to the largest muscles including the respiratory muscles will be completely paralyzed. It doesn't affect the ability to feel, only to move, so you will be able to feel and appreciate everything that is done to you while you are paralyzed. The size of the dosage determines the duration of the paralysis and it leaves no after affects. Having you paralyzed will make a lot of things that need to be done for you easier and others harder but the main reason is to emphasize your total helplessness and dependency on your Mistress. She will totally control every aspect of your existence."

"I'm going to remove your gag and traction harness now so I can get the respirator mask and a neck brace on you before I inject the Curare. If you have any intelligence at all you won't utter a word. If you do I'll inject the Curare and let it take effect before I put the mask and brace on you. You'll survive but your inability to breathe will be a very unpleasant experience and your head will be flopping around very uncomfortably".

My mind was spinning with all they had told me. This was certainly not what I had agreed upon. Actually I guess it was what I had agreed-upon, everything she told me she was going to do was taken care of by the fifteen items on her list but I had never dreamed this was what she had in mind. I couldn't imagine living the way she described but a part of me wanted to and apparently I had no choice in the matter. She had made it clear that verbal protest would be fruitless and judging from what she had told me physical resistance was not an option either. I truly was completely helpless and totally under her control. I was amazed when I looked at my reflection in the mirror and saw my cock hard and erect inside the clear tube enclosing it. I realized how excited I was about what was coming immediately and in the future and my only real concern was that it would be too much of what I had wanted and dreamed of for so long.

Mistress lowered the hoists so I was standing on my feet supporting my full weight. She opened the valve releasing the pressure in gag, unbuckled it and removed it from my mouth. There was no temptation to say a word. She released the rest of the straps and removed the harness from my head. By this time Dr Powers had pushed the cart containing the Bennett respirator over and it was in front of me. I saw the box with all of its controls and a hose leading to the heavy mask. Also on the cart was what must have been the cervical collar she had referred to. It looked like it was made of heavy plastic or fiberglass with padding inside. I could see it was shaped to fit under my chin and be supported by my upper chest in front and my lower skull and upper back in the back. The front and back portions were connected by wide pieces of plastic with Velcro fastenings at both sides.

Dr Powers told me to lean my head back so she could put moistening drops in my eyes. She said the Curare would paralyze my eyelids and I wouldn't be able to blink if my eyes were open. The drops would prevent my eyes from drying out. I couldn't even imagine not being able to blink but I tilted my head back and my vision blurred as she put the drops in. I blinked rapidly to clear my vision and it did clear to a large extent.

Mistress picked up the mask and loosened all the straps. She placed it against my face. It completely covered my face and extended about halfway back over my head on top, to just in front of my ears on the side and under my chin. She pulled the straps over my head to the back and began tightening them. They pulled the mask tight against my face and I could feel the wide rubber flanges sealing all around. The respirator didn't to seem to be operating yet because no air was being forced into the mask but I could breathe normally. I could see easily through the glass eye pieces in front of each eye. The smell of the rubber was slightly stimulating. She took the cervical collar and opened the Velcro on one side and slipped it around my neck and under my chin. She pulled the connection at the side together and fastened the Velcro. It fit snuggly and held my head rigid with me unable to tilt or twist it.

Dr. Powers told Mistress she wanted to check the respirator before starting. She adjusted a few of the knobs and then flicked a toggle switch on the front. Immediately air flooded the mask and forced it's way into my lungs. It seemed like it would explode them but then the flow stopped and the air was expelled from my lungs. Then the air started flowing in again and the sequence repeated over and over. Dr. Powers adjusted some of the knobs again and the flow seemed to be a little less demanding, forcing less air into my lungs. Either that or I got more used to it. I quit fighting and just let it breathe for me and then Dr Powers turned it off. I almost forgot to breathe for a few seconds.

Dr, Powers held up a full syringe in front of me. Then she stepped around behind me. My pulse rate must have been over 100 as I waited for the sting on the needle. I felt the coldness of an alcohol wipe and then the sting of the needle. I held my breath waiting for the affects. Nothing happened. She came back around in front and laid the syringe down on the cart. I could see it was now empty. Nothing seemed to be happening and then I realized I wasn't blinking. I tried to close my eyelids but they wouldn't move. Mistress had stepped over beside Dr. Powers and I tried to look over at her. I couldn't move my eyes. About that time I realized my tongue wouldn't move either. I started to panic and wanted her to turn on the respirator but realized I was still breathing fine.

My fingers were slipping from the lacing bar. I couldn't hold on to it any more. My hands fell free from the bar and hung suspended from the straps around my wrists. Just a second or two later my knees buckled and my full weight was hanging from the bar. I tried to stand up straight again my legs refused to respond. I took a deep breath to try again and my lungs didn't respond. No air flowed into them. Just as this registered on me I saw Dr. Powers flip the switch on and air flooded into the mask and to my lungs. They filled and then emptied as the respirator took over what I could no longer do. I experimented and discovered I couldn't move anything. It was the most eerie feeling. I was wondering if they were just going to leave me hanging when I saw Mistress in the mirror. She was carrying the shorter corset I had seen earlier.

Mistress wrapped it around me and fastened the busk in front. It ran from just below the tops of my hips to below my breasts. As they both began working on the laces Mistress told me that I needed to be corseted at night also so I wouldn't loose the reduction gained during the day. It seemed to tighten on my body much easier now. My paralyzed muscles couldn't resist the pressure squeezing my mid torso. Each time the respirator allowed the air to flow out of my lungs they would tighten the laces a little more. I had felt helpless as my corset was tightened around me at the corset shop but this was far worse. I was totally subject to their will. They finished in only a few minutes. The pressure felt much more severe than before. At least it didn't cover as much of my torso now.

Mistress brought the electric wheelchair over behind me. There were some very wide straps of a heavy mesh material lying across the seat of the chair and draped over the arms. Dr Powers knelt down and removed the straps from my ankles and then Mistress moved the chair forward until my feet were over the foot rests. Mistress began lowering me until I could feel my feet on the footrests. As she lowered me further Dr. Powers guided my body until I was sitting in the chair again. She held me upright while Mistress wrapped wide straps around me at the waist and at my chest and buckled me tightly to the chair. She fastened another strap around my forehead which held my head tight against the headrest.

Mistress lowered the hoist more and as my arms came down to my sides my forearms were resting on the arm rests of the chair. Dr. Powers wrapped another strap around each forearm and then removed the straps attaching me to the lacing bar. Mistress raised the bar out of the way. Mistress stepped around behind me and with a click and low hum my chair turned and started forward across the room towards the Iron Lung.

Mistress stopped to chair a few feet from the Iron Lung and she and Dr. Powers went over to it. I watched with fascination as they released the two large clamps sealing the head plate with the opening and head rest to the body of the chamber. They pulled on the end and the whole end assembly rolled on its own wheels away from the chamber bringing the cot with it. They continued pulling until the cot was completely exposed. Some arrangement of bars, rods and rollers supported the end of the cot still attached to the chamber The cot also rolled back and forth on the bars that supported it as became obvious when they rolled it back about a foot or two from the end plate.

As I watched they busied themselves with what I assumed was preparing the Iron Lung for my occupancy. There were L-shaped brackets along both sides of the cot that came up from below and held more of the padded leather straps I was becoming so very familiar with. There were four along each side of the cot. They depressed a button on each bracket and it released the bracket and they swung down until the straps hung below the cot. Mistress laid a wide rubber strap across the cot several feet down from the upper end. They both went around to what would be the outside of the head plate and loosened the hand wheels holding the clamps that held the rubber collar in place. They pulled on the upper corners of the collar and it pulled through the clamps and the opening in the center stretched and became larger. They tightened the upper hand wheels and then did the same with the lower clamps. The opening in the collar was now obviously large enough to allow a head to pass through it. The thin rubber covering the foam rubber collar just wrinkled up a little more as the opening increased in size.

Dr. Powers and Mistress went to the control panel on the side of the Iron Lung and Dr. Powers showed Mistress something there and they adjusted several of the controls. Mistress turned on the on-off switch and the Iron Lung came to life. Amidst an assortment of mechanical sounds the bellows underneath the chamber began moving up and down. They both watched it for a minute or so, nodded to each other and then Mistress switched it off. They both turned and looked at me, it was almost time for me to experience something I had dreamed of since childhood.

Dr. Powers went over and removed the traction harness from one hoist. She took it to what I would later come to know as the accessory closet. She came back with a long steel bar, returned to the hoist and attached the center of the bar to the cable coming from the hoist. Then she moved the hoist along the track until it was directly over me. She retrieved two heavy webbing straps with steel rings on the ends that were hanging down by the sides of my chair. She hooked them over the ends of the steel bar and then began releasing the straps that held me in the chair.

She began raising the hoist and as the webbing straps became tight I felt first pressure on my buttocks, thighs and back and then was lifted from the chair. In just a few seconds I was hanging from the hoist and could see I was suspended in a sling made up of two pieces of heavy mesh fabric, one supporting my buttocks and thighs and the other my back. In spite of my completely paralyzed condition I felt quite secure in the sling. It supported me well and wrapped tightly around my sides.

Dr. Powers raised me a little higher and then Mistress began pushing me toward the Iron Lung. The hoist slid along the track and soon I was hanging directly over the Iron Lung's cot. Mistress swung me so my body was in line with the cot and lowered me until my feet were on the cot and my buttocks just a few inches above it. She seemed to be studying my position and her planning must have been perfect because she seemed satisfied and lowered me down onto the cot. As my weight was taken on my buttocks the back portion of the sling lowered my back onto the cot. In seconds I was lying on the cot. My head was off the end of the cot but the cervical support supported my head firmly. Mistress disconnected the straps from the bar on the hoist and raised the bar up to the ceilings. She straightened my legs out and she and Dr. Powers began raising the L-shaped brackets they had swung down out of the way earlier. Each bracket clicked and locked in its upright position and they buckled the straps on each around my arms and legs, one strap around each ankle, thigh, wrist and upper arm. Other straps were fastened tightly over my abdomen, waist and lower chest, just below my breasts.

When they were finished strapping me to the cot Mistress produced something else. She brought them into my view in the mirror over my head. She was holding what looked like to clear plastic breast forms. They looked much smaller than my new breast forms. They were made of heavy plastic and were hollow. The edges were covered by soft black rubber seals. At the top of each form, where the nipple would be, was an added little chamber much too large to represent a nipple. They were about a 3/4 inch in diameter and a little more in height. A clear plastic hose ran from the top of each of the chambers and the two hoses joined and became one. Inside the top of each of the small chambers was a shiny metal half sphere, open side down. They were perforated with many small holes and a wire ran from each out through the top of the chamber. A shiny metal band ran around the inside of the large opening of each of the breast chambers, just above the rubber seals. Wires ran from them also. The two forms were joined to each other in the center by a piece of black rubber.

She disappeared behind the end plate my head passed through I felt one of them rubbing some lotion on my breasts and then placing the forms on my chest, centered over my breasts. I felt the ends of the rubber strap that had been placed on the cot being brought around me and fastened the ends to the forms. They were held snuggly but not tightly to my chest. I heard Dr. Powers tell Mistress that she had larger sizes that would be used as my breasts were stretched.

Mistress removed the cervical collar from around my neck and Dr. Powers, standing on the other side, supported my head as I lost the support from the collar. Mistress loosened the straps holding the mask to my face. She held the mask tight against my face and pulled the straps from in back of my head. Dr. Powers was standing on the other side of the cot and the two of them began sliding the cot up toward the end plate and the opening my head would pass through. Suddenly Mistress pulled the mask from my face and they quickly slid the cot up against the head plate with Dr. Powers supporting my head as it passed through the opening in the collar. Mistress immediately placed the mask back on my face and held it there. It had all happen so fast I hadn't even had time to panic when she removed the mask that was breathing for me. Dr. Powers began loosening the hand wheels holding the collar open and I felt it tightening around my neck. It was very snug and uncomfortable. She pulled at the top of the collar and the pressure at the very front of my neck eased a little.

They began pushing the end assembly, and with it the cot and me, toward the body of the Iron Lung. I was rolled quickly inside and heard a solid thud and felt the jolt as the end slammed against the body of the Iron Lung. They rotated the clamps that sealed the end to the body, locking me inside. Dr. Powers must have gone around to the control panel because as soon as Mistress pulled the mask from my face the Iron Lung was turned on. There was almost no break in my breathing as the Iron Lung took over the duties. It was good to have the mask off my face but the collar around my neck was new and slightly uncomfortable. As the pressure inside the tank increased and was reduced the collar moved in an out. Mistress adjusted the mirror at the top of the tank so I could see across the room. I could see Roberta standing motionless beside the large structure I described earlier. That must be the positioning frame Dr. Powers had mentioned earlier. I guess muscles don't control erections because I could feel my cock responding to what I was experiencing. It was hard and erect.

My mind was exploring the sensations of life in the Iron Lung when I became aware of a new sensation. Something was tugging at my breasts. Each time as pressure began to drop in the tank and air was sucked into my lungs my breasts were being sucked into the forms they had strapped over them. A vacuum was apparently being applied to the forms. It was a pleasant feeling and a welcome addition to all the other sensations I was experiencing.

Mistress and Dr. Powers had crossed the room and were standing on either side of Roberta. Mistress took her crutches and leaned them against the wall. She supported her as Dr. Powers opened the zipper at the back of her maid's dress. She quickly slipped it off over her head and then unfastened and lifted her petticoats over her head as well. I had thought she was the sexiest thing I had ever seen in her uniform and walking with her braces and crutches. What was underneath was unbelievably more arousing and beautiful for me.

Now I could see that her braces extended unbroken from her feet to her armpits. She had remained standing from the first moment I'd seen her. Now I could see why. There were no joints in the uprights of her braces. They were solid form her feet to the top. There was no way she could flex her ankles, knees or hips. The brace uprights I had seen below her dress had appeared wider than normal and at her hips they widened even more, to about two inches. A solid two inch wide plate of solid steel ran up each side of her torso to the top of her corset at her armpits. Between the two steel plates at her sides more polished steel bands ran around the back of her body. A pelvic band ran low on her pelvis, one at her waist and another at the level of her breasts. In the center of her back was still more steel, another 2 inch wide upright on either side of her spine ran from the pelvic band to above the top band.

Underneath all the steel I could see her corset. It was black leather and looked gorgeous contrasted with the polished steel. It started at the level of the pelvic band and covered her breasts in front. In the back it went higher between her shoulder blades and two heavy, wide set straps passed over her shoulders and joined with the front of the corset at the outer part of the cups. Heavy boning ran from top to bottom and even the cups were heavily boned. There was no padding under the steel engulfing her torso and no obvious fastening devices in the front holding the steel brace to her. It looked like it was all attached to her corset.

The front of the corset was held by corset clasps the same as on the one I was wearing. Between the steel bars running up her back I could see the lacing that tightened it and molded her body. Rows of lacing also ran vertically on either side ahead of the brace uprights. These were the same as on my corset. All of her laces were drawn as tightly closed as possible.

It was difficult taking it all in because my attention was drawn to what was immediately below her corset. Her entire pelvis was encased in highly polished steel. It looked like she was wearing steel panties. It didn't look like the Latowski belt which was more like high cut briefs or bikini panties. This covered her like full briefs. It covered her entire buttocks and molded to them perfectly. Maybe molded them is more accurate. It covered more area in front too and looked just like regular panties would look, except for the material it was made from. It disappeared under her corset at the top.

I could see a thin line on each side where the front and back joined just ahead of her brace uprights. There were two slightly raised sections at each side along the joints with keyholes in them. Low on the front the natural anatomic lines were broken by another raised section several inches square and less that an inch high. The edges and corners of the raised section were smoothly rounded but it was an unsightly break from the beautiful lines of the panties. I wondered what it's purpose could be. A tube ran out between her legs and was attached to a drainage bag strapped high on her thigh. The uprights from her leg braces that ran on up to her torso were perfectly shaped to match the contours of her panties.

Mistress's voice gained my attention, "Do you like Roberta's ensemble Charli? Would you like one just like it?"

I was helpless to answer. I couldn't even blink my eyes to give any acknowledgement to her question.

"Your braces will be even more confining. Roberta doesn't share your love for braces. She doesn't like wearing them so her Mistress has allowed her to have more freedom of movement than you will be allowed."

Dr. Powers spoke now, "Roberta wears these braces and corset every four days. They remind her that the ability to bend the joints of her legs and to sit or walk with relative freedom are privileges that I allow her. She appreciates them much more after a day of not having them. Her other braces have joints at the ankles, knees and hips that allow them to bend when unlocked. Any movement other than at those joints is impossible. By integrating her corset, panties and braces into one unit her torso is held more tightly and rigidly than would be possible by any other method. You'll see in a few minutes how it's all put together with her inside. She just got these and her other set a few days ago and is still getting used to them. You like them much better than your old corsets and braces, don't you don't you Roberta?"

Roberta nodded yes but her expression didn't reflect her affirmative acknowledgement.

Mistress spoke again, "I hadn't seen these before and I think they a wonderful. Are these what you would like Charli? Is that what you really want? Answer carefully because being given any form of choice is not something you can normally expect. Just say no if you don't want them".

I was enthralled with them and really did want them. I'm sure she knew I did and was just playing this little game with me to stress my new state of total helplessness.

"Very well. We'll have this same type of corset, panty and brace units made for you. You'll be measured and cast for them tomorrow morning. We'll still find uses for the conventional corsets you were measured for this afternoon."

I could see Roberta shaking her head, making a negative gesture. Her smile was gone and had been replaced by what could be called worry or concern. I had the distinct impression she was concerned for me but what could I do about anything now.

Dr. Powers saw what she was doing. "Do you want to tell Charli something Roberta? Are you very sure you want to?"

Roberta nodded yes.

"Very well. You can in just a moment. I'll get you attached to your lacing bar and then you can tell her what you want."

Dr. Powers pulled the hoist with the lacing bar attached over Roberta and fastened the cuffs around her wrists. She unfastened the shoulder straps of her corset and then raised the hoist and with it her arms until they were high over her head. She raised it enough that her arms were straight but not to where it lifted her from the ground as they had with me.

Then Dr. Powers took the key from around her neck and inserted it what I had thought was the clasp at the back of the wide choker necklace Roberta was wearing. I had thought it was just a decorative clasp and never dreamed it was locked on her. When she removed it I was astonished. Roberta had a tracheotomy. Under the decorative medallion at the front of the choker was a the tube that led into her airway. No wonder she hadn't spoken a word. She couldn't speak unless the trach was sealed. The medallion would prevent sealing it with a finger. Dr. Powers took a small remote control from her pocket and held it in her right hand and placed her left index finger over Roberta's trach opening.

She said, "Go ahead Roberta. Tell Charli what you wished to say."

She opened her mouth as if to speak and then hesitated. She looked down at the remote in Dr. Powers hand. She looked at me and I felt like her expression was asking for me to understand something. I had the impression she was trying to tell me something with her eyes. Something other than the words that came from her.

"You'll love your new corset and braces Charli. They are wonderful and I love to be in them whenever my Mistress allows."

Dr. Powers stroked her hair and said, "That was very wise Roberta. Now it's time to get you out of your braces and into the positioning frame."

Roberta looked at her with a pleading look but was completely ignored as Dr. Powers took something from the top of the cart where I had noticed all sorts of items. It looked like a cordless electric drill. She moved behind Roberta and it looked like she was preparing to drill a hole in her back. It only took a moment for me to realize that it was an electric screw gun and she was removing screws from her braces. She placed each screw in a cup on the cart. Her braces were screwed to her or to her corset. I didn't keep track of the number of screws she took out but there were many of them. When she got near the bottom of Roberta's corset the screws took longer to remove, like they were longer. I wondered if they went all the way through into her steel panties.

She continued working below the level of Roberta's corset removing screws that held her brace uprights to her panties. Soon she had them all removed and raised the hoist a little lifting Roberta's feet slightly off the floor. She loosened the straps holding her drainage bag and then the straps to the pads covering her knees. She began unlacing the cuffs holding her legs. She worked quickly and was finished in a couple of minutes. Finally she loosened the laces of her shoes.

She and Mistress began taking the whole assembly of steel braces from her. They worked them back a little and then Dr. Powers knelt down and worked Roberta's left leg out of the cuffs and lifted it sliding her foot out of her shoe. She repeated the same with her right leg and lifted the whole brace and leaned it against the wall. By the way she lifted and handled it I could tell it was very heavy.

Roberta was beautiful in just her corset and steel panties. With the braces removed I could see small shiny metallic areas on her corset where the braces had been screwed to it. They looked like small raised bosses that mated with the braces and provided enough material for the screws to thread into. There were also two more of them on each side of her panties.

Dr. Powers began to loosen the corset laces. Mistress came over and stood by my head. Her corset was very tightly laced but as the laces were loosened her body didn't expand the corset out greatly as mine did. With the laces slackened Dr. Powers released the clasps holding it around her and opened the corset. It was very heavily constructed and didn't shape much when removed from Roberta. Roberta's shape didn't change a great deal either.

She was gorgeous. Her breasts sprung free and dropped to their natural shape once free from the rigid cups. Her nipples were large and both they and her areolas a dark red. Her waist was still strikingly small and her belly above her steel panties flat and smooth. Red marks covered her, the inside features of her corset still imprinted on her body. I could see all of her steel chastity panties now. They came all the way up to her waist. Her waist was a female waist too, much higher than that of mine, a male waist. Her hips were slim in comparison to her rib cage, a mans hips, but her narrow waist gave them a much larger apparent size and very feminine appearance.

Mistress spoke quietly, "Isn't she beautiful? Her breasts were constructed the same as yours will be. Taking the muscle and tissue from the abdomen area has a dual benefit as it leaves the waist and belly much better shaped. She's also had her lower rib removed. You will too. Her nipples are made from the head of her penis, her clit is too. They are very sensitive. You'll have to wait for your Sexual Reassignment Surgery for that."

Roberta had been a man. Looking at her beauty and knowing that the same would be done for me was overwhelming. I can't describe the feelings that ran through me and how happy I was at that moment.

Dr. Powers picked up two small objects from the cart and screwed them to the sides of Roberta's panties. They were blocks of metal with a large u shaped channel in each. A clamp or latch hung loose on each that looked like it would close over something fitting in the channel.

Dr. Powers went to the positing frame and released the clamps at the sides or what looked like the upper torso restraint. She removed the top portion of it and then activated a control and the frame suspended within the two circles moved until it was vertical with the headrest at the top.

Now she raised the hoist and Roberta a little more and began pushing Roberta backwards toward the frame. When she had her positioned within it she worked with her a little until the side bars of the movable inner frame slipped into the channels of the pieces screwed to Roberta's panties. She closed the latches locking them to the frame. She guided her legs into the cuffs on the leg bars and closed them over her legs and locked the latches that held them tight around her legs. She closed the large cuff over her lower ribcage and them locked the latch on it. Now she lowered the hoist. Roberta's lower body was held immobile within the frame. She took the cuffs off each of her wrists in turn and secured her arms in the four cuffs that held each of them. Then she took the front of the upper chest part and placed it over Roberta. She worked with her breasts until they were completely positioned protruding through the openings provided for them. Then she secured the latches at the sides and over the shoulders to lock it on Roberta as well.

She told Roberta, "Open wide."

I was amazed again when she reached into Roberta's open mouth and removed complete upper and lower denture plates. No wonder she had such beautiful teeth. They were false. Roberta's expression was one of sadness and resignation. I could see and feel that she was not pleased about what was being done and probably also what was to come but was completely resigned to her fate.

She took another item from the cart. It seemed each thing she picked up was a little more ominous. This was a heavy mask. It was molded to fit someone's face and head, Roberta's. It had a large round opening for her mouth and two smaller ones for her eyes. There was a ring that protruded about an inch on the inside of the mouth opening that would hold her mouth wide open. After telling Roberta to `open wide' again she placed it over her face and clamped it to the headrest. The two pieces completely enclosed Roberta's head.

Now she picked up a strange looking tool. It had a long handle like a wrench. The end was strangely shaped shaft. She held a switch on the side of the frame and Roberta was rotated past horizontal until she was lying about 10 or 15 degrees head low. Dr. Powers spread the supports holding her legs very wide and locked them in that position. She deflated the internal balloon and removed her catheter and then inserted the tool in the same hole the catheter had occupied. She gave it a quarter turn and then set the tool aside. A round plate was now obvious after she removed the tool and she grasped it and pulled. She slowly withdrew a large dildo from inside Roberta. Roberta's body trembled in it's restraint as it was withdrawn from her. Dr. Powers rotated the frame a little more placing Roberta in an even more head low position. She placed the tool in another small hole further back and turned it again. Then she withdrew a second dildo from Roberta's other opening. The were both enormous.

She placed them on the cart and picked up one of the large items I had noticed earlier. It was one of the pneumatic cylinders with a dildo on the end of the shaft coming from the cylinder. The cylinder was attached to a large steel u shaped frame about the same width as the frame Roberta was locked in. I was sure of what it was for now. Dr. powers confirmed that when she mounted the whole thing on the frame containing Roberta. The dildo was aimed at her rear hole.

The dildo and air cylinder both had wires and tubes running from them. She connected them all to the control panel at the side of the positioning frame. She turned on a few switches. The air compressor and another pump under the frame started running. The shaft retracted completely into the cylinder. The surface of the cylinder seemed to be changing. It was becoming shiny like it was wet.

Mistress whispered, "Lubrication."

She threw another switch and the dildo began to vibrate violently. She watched it for a moment and then stopped it. Now she began to adjust the position of the cylinder and it's attached dildo. She moved it closer to Roberta until it just touched her. I couldn't see much of Roberta under all the cuffs and other holding devices but I could see her quiver as it touched her. Dr. Powers turned a dial and the shaft began to extend slowly. The dildo slid slowly into Roberta. She squirmed in her restraints but only a hint of motion was possible. Dr. Powers let the dildo penetrate deep inside her and then withdrew it. She did this several times.

Mistress whispered again, "She's making sure Roberta is well lubricated. She doesn't want to hurt her."

She withdrew it a final time and then pressed a button on the panel. The shaft shot out violently ramming the dildo instantly deep into Roberta. A hiss of air accompanied the shaft's movement and I could hear Roberta's breath rush from her trach. Dr. Powers retracted the shaft once more and picked up another item from the cart. It was almost identical but the dildo was even larger. She rotated Roberta's frame to bring her head up a litle higher and her pelvis a little lower. She mounted this one on the frame and this dildo was aimed at Roberta's vagina. She repeated all the same preparations and when she pressed the final button both dildos were driven rapidly and violently into Roberta. She retracted them both leaving them just touching the openings they were designed to violate.

The next item she picked up was different. The same u shaped frame only with two cylinders attached to it. There was nothing on the ends of the shafts coming from the air cylinders except a small ring on each. She mounted it on the frame with the cylinders above Roberta's breasts. Now she picked up two clear plastic cones. They were much smaller than the ones strapped to my chest. They did have the same little chamber at the apex of each and tubes running from the small chambers. There were also wires coming from metal pieces inside the cones. A length of light chain ran from the top of each cone. She clipped the chains through the rings on the ends of the air cylinder's shafts. The cones hung right over Roberta's breasts. It looked like the cones would cover about 1/3 of each of her breasts. She went about connecting all the tubes and wires and then moved the whole frame down a little until the cones were resting on Roberta's breasts. She positioned them until her nipples were centered in the little chambers at the top of the cones.

Now she moved another switch. A new sound started, like another pump running. Roberta's nipples were instantly drawn into the small chambers and her breasts tightly into the cones. It was a vacuum pump I heard and the vacuum was being applied to her breasts. The upper portion of each was held fast in the cones by it and her nipples were being stretched to fill the chambers. Now Dr. Powers adjusted the frame and cylinders so each breast was being pulled up a little and the chains were taut. She went to yet another switch and with a hiss of air the cylinders retracted and pulled Roberta's breasts hard, away from her chest. She left them there for a few seconds and then let the cylinders extend again to reduce the pull on her breasts.

Now she rotated Roberta to a standing position. She adjusted her head restraint tilting her head back to an extreme amount. It was the type position a sword swallower takes. I hoped I was wrong about what would come next but when she took another item from the cart I knew I wasn't. It was another frame and air cylinder with an attached dildo. She fastened the frame to the side bars above Roberta's head with the dildo pointing straight down her open mouth and throat. The tracheotomy and false teeth took on new meaning now. She wouldn't need to be able to breath through her mouth and nose with the trach. With no teeth nothing impeded the access to her mouth and throat.

She activated a switch that began the dildos movement into Roberta's mouth. I could see the lubrication glistening on it's surface as on the others. She stopped several times and readjusted the cylinders position and then continued. It was finally deep inside Roberta's throat. She retracted it and repeated the insertion several times making minute adjustments. Roberta was jerking and writhing with what little movement her restraints allowed the whole time.

Finally Dr. Powers seemed satisfied with the setup and pressed the button she had used earlier. All three dildos were rammed violently and deeply into Roberta. At the same time her breasts were stretched unmercifully. Her body tensed and quivered with what was being done to her. The sound of the air hissing loudly into the air cylinders only made the whole scene more surreal. Then the intruders slowly withdrew from her and the tension pulling her breasts relaxed. Dr. Powers set several more switches and plugged one end of a long cord into a receptacle on the control panel.

I lay motionless and quiet but my mind was far from calm. What had I allowed myself to be tricked into. Much of what I had already been done to me I wanted and craved. I also wanted my body changed as Roberta's had been and I yearned to wear braces and corsets like the ones she wore. What about the rest? I remembered that Dr. Powers had said I was originally intended to occupy the positioning frame tonight and I knew for certain that I soon would. As strange as it sounds I wanted to be in the frame and feeling all Roberta was feeling."

Dr Powers ran the long cord from the positioning frame to my iron lung. She plugged it into the control panel on the side of the iron lung.

Her voice filled my ears, "When Roberta tried to touch her nipples it told me she must need more stimulation. I'm providing her with lots of stimulation now. Charli, your conditioning also entails stimulation so you two might as well enjoy it together. This cord slaves your stimulation devices together. They will begin and increase the level of your stimulation simultaneously. The devices will bring you both to orgasm. The first few will probably be enjoyable so try to control yourselves and cumm at the same time the devices reach their peak activity. It's not real pleasant to have already orgasmed and still have them working on you at the maximum level. That will also give you simultaneous orgasms you can enjoy together. Tomorrow night you will change places. Actually Charli, you'll be spending most of your time in the frame as we have a lot to do to get you ready and not much time. You will also be much more secure in the frame and easier to deal with if you have any second thoughts. Good night ladies.

Mistress leaned over and kissed me on the forehead. "I know what you are thinking Dear. Let me put your mind at ease. You'll have your teeth removed and your tracheotomy done while you are under anesthesia for your breast surgery. You won't experience everything Roberta is for some time yet but you will come close and eventually you will. Good night Charli, Enjoy."

Suddenly I felt something touch my hip. I would have jumped if I had been able to move. I felt the coldness of an alcohol wipe and the prick of a needle entering my flesh. I felt the pressure as whatever substance was injected into me. The needle was removed and I heard the click as the port in the side of the tank that had given access to me was closed.

Dr. Powers came around to where I could see her in the mirror and said, "I gave you some more Curare to make sure your paralysis remains complete. The injection also contained the same hallucinogenic Your Mistress gave you after your fitting at the corset shop. "

She put more moisturizing drops in my eyes and then walked away.. I heard the click of their heels as Mistress and Dr. Powers crossed the room. The lights went off leaving only a single bulb casting a soft glow over the room. Then I heard the door click shut as they closed it behind them.

To be continued....

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