The steel strait jacket

The Amazing Amanda was a magician and an escapologist, she was 5 foot 7 inches with thick luxurious red hair she had a fine porcelain completion. She had a well toned body, an escapologist needed a flexible and limber form or she would be unable to squeeze out of restraints. She had been performing for about 4 years, her childhood and teenage years she had practiced magic as a hobby. The first few years of her career Amanda had done children’s birthday parties and table entertainment. Now she was moving up in the world. She had a part time assistant Tracy, Tracy was sometimes a little scatty but didn’t screw up to much. Amanda had some rather impressive escape and illusions tricks in her repertoire. She was always looking for new tricks. 

One day online Amanda saw an auction of a magicians collection, the magician that went under the stage name of the enchanter was selling of his collection to go towards his retirement fund. One of the lots that Amanda saw was the device known as the steel straight jacket, it was an intimidating and impressive device that had wowed audiences several decades ago. The device had been involved in the end of the career of a stage escapologist called Rubber Rita. Rita had failed to escape from the jacket on a live TV spot her first big performance, effectively ending her career she had sold her small collection to an upcoming magician the enchanter, he had never used the item in an illusion but had used it as window dressing a few times. The item was considered cursed by some in the magicians circles, because as Rita had commented sometimes the one time it hadn’t worked it ended her career.

The supposed curse was probably why Amanda got it so cheep, no one else bid against her. It was fedexed over two days later from the auction house. The box was old and heavy blue reinforced with bronze. Inside there were three canvas bundles and a small  wooden box inside. The small box had a single key, the other bundles contained the steel straight jacket a mask like a scolds bridal and a set of leg shackles. The face mask was a steel sheet contoured to a woman’s face it had breathing holes for the nostrils and that was it. It had an enamelled face on the metal, a woman smiling with her eyes shut it was in an almost oriental style. There was a rectangular metal bridal that would fit in her mouth and a single metal band on the back of it that also locked keeping the mask firmly in place. The shackles were big and heavy, but very ornate they had a 8 inch chain between them. The chain was thick it looked like it could hold a herd of elephants in place, the shackles were about an inch thick and 3 inches wide.

The steel straight jacket was an impressive piece of handmade stainless steel. It was designed to tightly fit a woman’s body, showing every curve and contour. It was formed  from a back plate and a front plate that would fit together almost seamlessly, they were hinged on the left side they would act somewhat like a corset when joined. There were two clasps at the top and three along the sides of the jacket, the clasps could be locked when shut. The sleeves were tightly tailored chain mail in a micro mesh made from about 5 or 6 mm diameter rings welded together and linked to the torso. The sleeves ended in two mittens, The mittens had a gap between the two halves. The mittens could be screwed tightly shut to add to the security of the jacket. From the ends of the sleeves there was a sort chain on the right arm and a sort of padlock on the left, they would obviously link up. The jacket featured a high collar that was quite intricately decorated and had another lock. 

On the jacket there was a crotch strap that was a single U shaped piece of metal, it was attached by a hinge to the front of the jacket and could lock at the rear after passing between the escape artists legs. There were also front and side loops on the jacket, the front loop acted more like a pair or Irish 8 handcuffs. Amanda suspected that was what it had been adapted from, an old pair of hand cuffs. The side loops also had similar locks they had probably been made out of some type of leg cuff welded onto the side of the jacket as an after thought to make it look more impressive. Amanda knew there was a trick release from the jacket and accessories, she just had to find it there was no paperwork or documentation with the jacket. Luckily Amanda had a key, just the one key however a thin flimsy piece of metal. Every single lock on the contraption and its accessories had been suited to work from the one key, she did need to get a copy made.

Amanda called Tracy over the weekend after she had acquired the jacket. She wanted to try it out, but she wanted Tracy standing there as a back up encase her escape skills were a little lacking. Amanda did not what to spend an extended amount of time in the steel prison. Amanda thought about it, the jacket was like a private jail cell that the imamate would take around with them wherever they went. Amanda wore some red knee length boots with a 3 inch heel, some red tights a scarlet leotard with sleeves, her hair was in a pony tail. Tracy was there as well she was trying to look more glamour’s. She had brought along 4 inch heels, she was learning to walk in them to try and improve her look on stage. Tracy was not doing a good job she had almost fallen over once already getting from the drive to Amanda‘s front door.

Tracy helped Amanda into the jacket, Amanda had to wiggle a lot to get her arms into the garment it was very tight. The chain mail was a bit to much for Amanda to handle on her own, she needed Tracy to help her get her hands into the ends of the sleeves. With her arms in the sleeves Amanda was in position to close the main body of the jacket. It was to put it mildly a little snug, Amanda had to breath in to enable Tracy to get the to halves of the jacket close together. In the end Tracy had to resort to slamming the two halves together to get them to meet. Finally after that Tracy was able to get the top clasp done up. The second and third side clasps quickly followed. then the shoulder clasps. Amanda had not quite appreciated how tight the steel jacket was. The edge of the garment rested tightly against her hip bone and at the rear just above the swell of her ass. The garment pinched her waist in and pushed against her diaphragm. She could feel the metal against the bones in her rib cage. Amanda had generous breasts, the jacket was also designed for a woman with a generous bust but Amanda’s bust was just that bit larger which made it uncomfortable. The shape of the jacket pulled her shoulders back and the high collar kept Amanda’s head erect , her entire torso may as well have been encased in concrete. 

When Tracy had finished securing the clasps on the jacket she stood in front of Amanda, Amanda held both her hands out. The mittens at the ends of the sleeves had two thick leather pads inside them, Amanda hands fitted loosely between these. Tracy put the key in a slot in the right hand mitten and turned it. The two halves of the mittens slowly met Amanda found she could not move her hand at all, by the time the mitten was closed, her hand was tightly but not uncomfortably wedged between leather. Tracy repeated this procedure on the left hand mitten, Amanda’s hands were thoroughly immobilised. 

Tracy moved down to the crotch loop, it was made of a thick piece of metal at the point it would go between Amanda’s legs the bar narrowed considerably. As Tracy swung the loop into place it met resistance, there was a 2 inch gap between the end of the loop and the locking point on the rear of the jacket. Amanda gritted her teeth Tracy pushed and pulled on the loop. Slowly the metal worked its way between Amanda’s legs deep between Amanda’s thighs, until there was a click and it locked in place. The front of the crotch loop disappeared quickly between red nylon encased flesh while it emerged from between the globes of Amanda’s ass cheeks at the rear, it was to put it mildly a little too tight.

Now Amanda shook her arms to try and get the muscles ready, as Tracy was about to restrain them. Tracy worked quickly on Amanda’s arms, she guided them into position in a tight hug. Tracy moved behind Amanda, the two ends of the jacket were about 3 inches to far away Tracy pulled and pulled some more. Amanda felt her shoulders pulled forwards her elbows beginning to slide towards each other. There was a metallic scraping noise as metal slid across metal. Amanda’s arms were only two inches away from meeting, Tracy put her knee into the small of Amanda’s back and gave it another good tug. Amanda felt the extra pressure, her arms moved again the metal clinked as it drew more tightly together, there was only a one inch gap. Tracy braced herself again  she put her knee in the small of Amanda’s back again, this time she lent back slightly adding her own body weight to the force of the pull. Amanda felt herself going backwards so she leaning forwards to counter balance Tracy’s pull, to stop herself going over backwards. The gap between the chain and the lock disappeared, with a triumphant click Tracy locked the two ends of the sleeves tightly together. Amanda had virtually no movement in her arms whatsoever now.

Tracy lined up Amanda’s arms below her breasts then tightly engaged the front loop it formed a figure of eight, Amanda’s right arm locked tightly above her left. Tracy then locked and tightened the two side loops, they had ratchets and fitted over the chain mail keeping Amanda’s arms snugly in position. The side loops were completely pointless overkill on top of the rest of the jacket, but they would go to making a good show. Amanda could feel butterfly’s in her stomach she was beginning to have doubts, yet other magicians had been able to escape from the exact same restraints. Tracy recovered the heavy ankle shackles, she had trouble lifting them. Amanda saw what was coming next, reluctantly she stood with her feet about 7 inches apart to receive the shackles. Tracy locked the right shackle with a click it was a little tight but nothing Amanda could not handle the boots really helped. Tracy locked the left shackle, Amanda experimented trying to walk in them. Boy were they heavy like someone had cast Amanda’s feet in concrete.

Tracy recovered the last item the mask like a scolds bridal. Amanda let out a little gulp then she gingerly opened her jaw. Tracy moved forwards Amanda shut her eyes the bar touched her parted lips, the piece of metal was wide and thick it had been wrapped in leather thong making it even thicker. Slowly the metal bar slid between Amanda’s teeth until it slotted under her molars. Amanda tried to speak but she found her tong firmly held down at the bottom of her mouth, the gag was very efficient. Inside the mask there was a cotton pad over her eyes, it made things a bit more comfortable. Amanda had told Tracy to give her an hour. If Amanda could not activate the hidden release mechanism Tracy was to let her out, then they would go back to the drawing board.

Amanda struggled against the jacket ,it did not seem to move an inch she really didn’t have much movement within the jacket. Amanda started at the top she could move her head about two inches to either side, one inch up and one inch down. The collar on the jacket was to high and two tight. Amanda tried to move her hands, she could not even wiggle her fingers. The mittens built into the sleeves were marvellously effective in there design clamping every finger tightly in place. Amanda tried to rotate her wrists, she could get maybe 20 or 30 degrees of rotation but that was all they were firmly anchored in place. Amanda tried to pull against the chain, she might as well have been pulling against a ships anchor. Amanda tried to see if there was any movement in the side loops, she could twist her arms round a few degrees nothing more. Amanda tried the front loop it was even more tightly secure, she had no movement whatsoever. Amanda tried to move her torso it was rigidly locked in place by the jacket she had no movement there.

Amanda could move her legs a little, the boots and thick cuffs prevented her from moving her ankles much. She still had the full range of movement in her hips and knees although the 8 inch hobble made a lot of that movement redundant. Every time Amanda did move the crotch loop seemed to dig more tightly between her legs, cutting its way even more deeply between nylon and flesh. Slowly Amanda rocked backwards the bar rubber her the right way. Amanda continued to rock backwards and forwards she was lost in the moment, but then she remembered she was not alone. Amanda clamped her thighs together tightly, trying to kill the sensation and her arousal.

Amanda began to search for the release to any of the locks, there was meant to be one. Amanda tried twisting her body exploring her restraints in her limited capacity for any form of release mechanism. There appeared to be nothing on the mask, no release switch she could bite down on nothing that could be twisted or moved to unlock it. The same seemed to be true for the mittens or the shackles or anything else in her very limited capacity what she could do. Amanda tried flexing her muscles she tried jumping up and down a few times nothing.

Then it came to Amanda, there might be some form of external switch that she could hit or press hidden in the ornamentation that would release the jacket. Gently Amanda walked over till she found a wall. She tried pressing the mask against it in various different places. Then Amanda tried to push different parts of the jacket against the wall. Her only reward was the occasional dull metal thud as the metal hit the wall and proved how solid it was. Amanda contorted herself any way she could to try and hit any form of external catch or release but every thing was locked. It dawned on Amanda that it had been more than an hour now without release or rescue, Amanda started to panic and struggled really hard. 

Tracy put down her book and looked at the clock, she should have let Amanda out half an our ago. Tracy hurried towards Amanda’s room she got her heel stuck on the edge of the carpet and dropped the key. The key wedged between two floor boards tracy breathed a sign of relief, the key was still there. Tracy took a step towards the key, she stumbled in her heels and stepped on the key. There was a little cracking sound, across in the other room Amanda thought she heard something strange. Tracy put her hands up to her face in surprise, she balled her fists a little gasp escaped her lips. Tracy quickly ran to Amanda’s room she explained to Amanda what had happened and that they would go to the lock smiths tomorrow and try to get Amanda out of the steel straight jacket, it was a pity that the stainless steel was practically indestructible.

Amanda really began to panic, but there was so little she actually do about it. Amanda fort against the jacket for two minutes with every fibre of her being, all she managed to do was sweat profusely, now she was trapped inside a hot sweaty steel bucket. Amanda would have to spend the night tightly trapped in the steel embrace of the jacket, she whimpered unintelligibly into her highly efficient gag her loudest scream a garbled whimper. She had an itch on her nose and absolutely no way to scratch it, or communicate to Tracy to get her to do something about it, that was the worst thing.
The steel strait jacket

The Amazing Amanda was a magician and an escapologist, she was 5 foot 7 inches with thick luxurious red hair she had a fine porcelain completion. She had a well toned body, an escapologist needed a flexible and limber form or she would be unable to squeeze out of restraints. She had been performing for about 4 years, her childhood and teenage years she had practiced magic as a hobby. The first few years of her career Amanda had done children’s birthday parties and table entertainment. Now she was moving up in the world. She had a part time assistant Tracy, Tracy was sometimes a little scatty but didn’t screw up to much. Amanda had some rather impressive escape and illusions tricks in her repertoire. She was always looking for new tricks. 

One day online Amanda saw an auction of a magicians collection, the magician that went under the stage name of the enchanter was selling of his collection to go towards his retirement fund. One of the lots that Amanda saw was the device known as the steel straight jacket, it was an intimidating and impressive device that had wowed audiences several decades ago. The device had been involved in the end of the career of a stage escapologist called Rubber Rita. Rita had failed to escape from the jacket on a live TV spot her first big performance, effectively ending her career she had sold her small collection to an upcoming magician the enchanter, he had never used the item in an illusion but had used it as window dressing a few times. The item was considered cursed by some in the magicians circles, because as Rita had commented sometimes the one time it hadn’t worked it ended her career.

The supposed curse was probably why Amanda got it so cheep, no one else bid against her. It was fedexed over two days later from the auction house. The box was old and heavy blue reinforced with bronze. Inside there were three canvas bundles and a small  wooden box inside. The small box had a single key, the other bundles contained the steel straight jacket a mask like a scolds bridal and a set of leg shackles. The face mask was a steel sheet contoured to a woman’s face it had breathing holes for the nostrils and that was it. It had an enamelled face on the metal, a woman smiling with her eyes shut it was in an almost oriental style. There was a rectangular metal bridal that would fit in her mouth and a single metal band on the back of it that also locked keeping the mask firmly in place. The shackles were big and heavy, but very ornate they had a 8 inch chain between them. The chain was thick it looked like it could hold a herd of elephants in place, the shackles were about an inch thick and 3 inches wide.

The steel straight jacket was an impressive piece of handmade stainless steel. It was designed to tightly fit a woman’s body, showing every curve and contour. It was formed  from a back plate and a front plate that would fit together almost seamlessly, they were hinged on the left side they would act somewhat like a corset when joined. There were two clasps at the top and three along the sides of the jacket, the clasps could be locked when shut. The sleeves were tightly tailored chain mail in a micro mesh made from about 5 or 6 mm diameter rings welded together and linked to the torso. The sleeves ended in two mittens, The mittens had a gap between the two halves. The mittens could be screwed tightly shut to add to the security of the jacket. From the ends of the sleeves there was a sort chain on the right arm and a sort of padlock on the left, they would obviously link up. The jacket featured a high collar that was quite intricately decorated and had another lock. 

On the jacket there was a crotch strap that was a single U shaped piece of metal, it was attached by a hinge to the front of the jacket and could lock at the rear after passing between the escape artists legs. There were also front and side loops on the jacket, the front loop acted more like a pair or Irish 8 handcuffs. Amanda suspected that was what it had been adapted from, an old pair of hand cuffs. The side loops also had similar locks they had probably been made out of some type of leg cuff welded onto the side of the jacket as an after thought to make it look more impressive. Amanda knew there was a trick release from the jacket and accessories, she just had to find it there was no paperwork or documentation with the jacket. Luckily Amanda had a key, just the one key however a thin flimsy piece of metal. Every single lock on the contraption and its accessories had been suited to work from the one key, she did need to get a copy made.

Amanda called Tracy over the weekend after she had acquired the jacket. She wanted to try it out, but she wanted Tracy standing there as a back up encase her escape skills were a little lacking. Amanda did not what to spend an extended amount of time in the steel prison. Amanda thought about it, the jacket was like a private jail cell that the imamate would take around with them wherever they went. Amanda wore some red knee length boots with a 3 inch heel, some red tights a scarlet leotard with sleeves, her hair was in a pony tail. Tracy was there as well she was trying to look more glamour’s. She had brought along 4 inch heels, she was learning to walk in them to try and improve her look on stage. Tracy was not doing a good job she had almost fallen over once already getting from the drive to Amanda‘s front door.

Tracy helped Amanda into the jacket, Amanda had to wiggle a lot to get her arms into the garment it was very tight. The chain mail was a bit to much for Amanda to handle on her own, she needed Tracy to help her get her hands into the ends of the sleeves. With her arms in the sleeves Amanda was in position to close the main body of the jacket. It was to put it mildly a little snug, Amanda had to breath in to enable Tracy to get the to halves of the jacket close together. In the end Tracy had to resort to slamming the two halves together to get them to meet. Finally after that Tracy was able to get the top clasp done up. The second and third side clasps quickly followed. then the shoulder clasps. Amanda had not quite appreciated how tight the steel jacket was. The edge of the garment rested tightly against her hip bone and at the rear just above the swell of her ass. The garment pinched her waist in and pushed against her diaphragm. She could feel the metal against the bones in her rib cage. Amanda had generous breasts, the jacket was also designed for a woman with a generous bust but Amanda’s bust was just that bit larger which made it uncomfortable. The shape of the jacket pulled her shoulders back and the high collar kept Amanda’s head erect , her entire torso may as well have been encased in concrete. 

When Tracy had finished securing the clasps on the jacket she stood in front of Amanda, Amanda held both her hands out. The mittens at the ends of the sleeves had two thick leather pads inside them, Amanda hands fitted loosely between these. Tracy put the key in a slot in the right hand mitten and turned it. The two halves of the mittens slowly met Amanda found she could not move her hand at all, by the time the mitten was closed, her hand was tightly but not uncomfortably wedged between leather. Tracy repeated this procedure on the left hand mitten, Amanda’s hands were thoroughly immobilised. 

Tracy moved down to the crotch loop, it was made of a thick piece of metal at the point it would go between Amanda’s legs the bar narrowed considerably. As Tracy swung the loop into place it met resistance, there was a 2 inch gap between the end of the loop and the locking point on the rear of the jacket. Amanda gritted her teeth Tracy pushed and pulled on the loop. Slowly the metal worked its way between Amanda’s legs deep between Amanda’s thighs, until there was a click and it locked in place. The front of the crotch loop disappeared quickly between red nylon encased flesh while it emerged from between the globes of Amanda’s ass cheeks at the rear, it was to put it mildly a little too tight.

Now Amanda shook her arms to try and get the muscles ready, as Tracy was about to restrain them. Tracy worked quickly on Amanda’s arms, she guided them into position in a tight hug. Tracy moved behind Amanda, the two ends of the jacket were about 3 inches to far away Tracy pulled and pulled some more. Amanda felt her shoulders pulled forwards her elbows beginning to slide towards each other. There was a metallic scraping noise as metal slid across metal. Amanda’s arms were only two inches away from meeting, Tracy put her knee into the small of Amanda’s back and gave it another good tug. Amanda felt the extra pressure, her arms moved again the metal clinked as it drew more tightly together, there was only a one inch gap. Tracy braced herself again  she put her knee in the small of Amanda’s back again, this time she lent back slightly adding her own body weight to the force of the pull. Amanda felt herself going backwards so she leaning forwards to counter balance Tracy’s pull, to stop herself going over backwards. The gap between the chain and the lock disappeared, with a triumphant click Tracy locked the two ends of the sleeves tightly together. Amanda had virtually no movement in her arms whatsoever now.

Tracy lined up Amanda’s arms below her breasts then tightly engaged the front loop it formed a figure of eight, Amanda’s right arm locked tightly above her left. Tracy then locked and tightened the two side loops, they had ratchets and fitted over the chain mail keeping Amanda’s arms snugly in position. The side loops were completely pointless overkill on top of the rest of the jacket, but they would go to making a good show. Amanda could feel butterfly’s in her stomach she was beginning to have doubts, yet other magicians had been able to escape from the exact same restraints. Tracy recovered the heavy ankle shackles, she had trouble lifting them. Amanda saw what was coming next, reluctantly she stood with her feet about 7 inches apart to receive the shackles. Tracy locked the right shackle with a click it was a little tight but nothing Amanda could not handle the boots really helped. Tracy locked the left shackle, Amanda experimented trying to walk in them. Boy were they heavy like someone had cast Amanda’s feet in concrete.

Tracy recovered the last item the mask like a scolds bridal. Amanda let out a little gulp then she gingerly opened her jaw. Tracy moved forwards Amanda shut her eyes the bar touched her parted lips, the piece of metal was wide and thick it had been wrapped in leather thong making it even thicker. Slowly the metal bar slid between Amanda’s teeth until it slotted under her molars. Amanda tried to speak but she found her tong firmly held down at the bottom of her mouth, the gag was very efficient. Inside the mask there was a cotton pad over her eyes, it made things a bit more comfortable. Amanda had told Tracy to give her an hour. If Amanda could not activate the hidden release mechanism Tracy was to let her out, then they would go back to the drawing board.

Amanda struggled against the jacket ,it did not seem to move an inch she really didn’t have much movement within the jacket. Amanda started at the top she could move her head about two inches to either side, one inch up and one inch down. The collar on the jacket was to high and two tight. Amanda tried to move her hands, she could not even wiggle her fingers. The mittens built into the sleeves were marvellously effective in there design clamping every finger tightly in place. Amanda tried to rotate her wrists, she could get maybe 20 or 30 degrees of rotation but that was all they were firmly anchored in place. Amanda tried to pull against the chain, she might as well have been pulling against a ships anchor. Amanda tried to see if there was any movement in the side loops, she could twist her arms round a few degrees nothing more. Amanda tried the front loop it was even more tightly secure, she had no movement whatsoever. Amanda tried to move her torso it was rigidly locked in place by the jacket she had no movement there.

Amanda could move her legs a little, the boots and thick cuffs prevented her from moving her ankles much. She still had the full range of movement in her hips and knees although the 8 inch hobble made a lot of that movement redundant. Every time Amanda did move the crotch loop seemed to dig more tightly between her legs, cutting its way even more deeply between nylon and flesh. Slowly Amanda rocked backwards the bar rubber her the right way. Amanda continued to rock backwards and forwards she was lost in the moment, but then she remembered she was not alone. Amanda clamped her thighs together tightly, trying to kill the sensation and her arousal.

Amanda began to search for the release to any of the locks, there was meant to be one. Amanda tried twisting her body exploring her restraints in her limited capacity for any form of release mechanism. There appeared to be nothing on the mask, no release switch she could bite down on nothing that could be twisted or moved to unlock it. The same seemed to be true for the mittens or the shackles or anything else in her very limited capacity what she could do. Amanda tried flexing her muscles she tried jumping up and down a few times nothing.

Then it came to Amanda, there might be some form of external switch that she could hit or press hidden in the ornamentation that would release the jacket. Gently Amanda walked over till she found a wall. She tried pressing the mask against it in various different places. Then Amanda tried to push different parts of the jacket against the wall. Her only reward was the occasional dull metal thud as the metal hit the wall and proved how solid it was. Amanda contorted herself any way she could to try and hit any form of external catch or release but every thing was locked. It dawned on Amanda that it had been more than an hour now without release or rescue, Amanda started to panic and struggled really hard. 

Tracy put down her book and looked at the clock, she should have let Amanda out half an our ago. Tracy hurried towards Amanda’s room she got her heel stuck on the edge of the carpet and dropped the key. The key wedged between two floor boards tracy breathed a sign of relief, the key was still there. Tracy took a step towards the key, she stumbled in her heels and stepped on the key. There was a little cracking sound, across in the other room Amanda thought she heard something strange. Tracy put her hands up to her face in surprise, she balled her fists a little gasp escaped her lips. Tracy quickly ran to Amanda’s room she explained to Amanda what had happened and that they would go to the lock smiths tomorrow and try to get Amanda out of the steel straight jacket, it was a pity that the stainless steel was practically indestructible.

Amanda really began to panic, but there was so little she actually do about it. Amanda fort against the jacket for two minutes with every fibre of her being, all she managed to do was sweat profusely, now she was trapped inside a hot sweaty steel bucket. Amanda would have to spend the night tightly trapped in the steel embrace of the jacket, she whimpered unintelligibly into her highly efficient gag her loudest scream a garbled whimper. She had an itch on her nose and absolutely no way to scratch it, or communicate to Tracy to get her to do something about it, that was the worst thing.