I know, I know, but…

I wish to emphasize that I did not write this, it was on SweetChastity.com and has since vanished. I am posting it here to preserve this story. Please do not credit me at all for this story.

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One Woman’s Bliss
By: DX (March 2000)

When the dungeon door slammed with echoing solidity, Todd renewed his struggles with increasing desperation. The straight jacket they had forced him into was nothing like he had ever seen. It was steel, yet supple and soft as silk. Once on, it seemed to glue itself to his body. It was only sleeves, a waist band and a thong that covered his crotch, up the crack of his butt and connected to the waist belt in back, but he was unable to get it off as if it became part of him. He could not even wriggle his fingers.

“You’re ours now.” The amazon in the chaufuer’s outfit who had captured him sneaking around the grounds of the manor said when she wrapped him up. Todd gave her little fight then. She was twice his size with muscles that had to of been grafted from a gorilla and fighting would have only been futile. Besides, there was no shackle, handcuff, rope or chain that could hold his nimble, double jointed butt. All he had to do was wait his time and when they turned their backs, he’s be long gone.

Or so he thought.

That was three days ago. Three days in a straight jacket, locked in a tiny room with only a pad on the floor for a bed. Three days of twisting, grinding and dislocating almost every joint in his body and he had not gained a single inch!

He sat back, his joints warm and achy from his struggles, the voice of the amazon haunting him. “Your probation officer said its three strikes for you. He’s remanded you to our custody.” Todd didn’t like the way that sounded one bit but could do nothing but bide his time. He figured they’d eventually have to let him out of the contraption to go to the bathroom and he could make his escape then, but for three days he didn’t have to go. Even stranger, they never asked if he had too. To make matters worse, he was amazingly horney.

He tried several times to get off by rubbing the crotch piece or the matt but to no avail.

Nothing!

Finally the chauffeur came in, pushing a wheel chair. She pointed to the chair. Todd thrust himself into the corner, preparing to make this as difficult as possible. She only touched a remote control strapped to her wrist.

Todd’s body screamed as if she had dropped him on boiling oil. He writhed on the ground in agony, begging anything for her to turn it off. When she did, he was more than happy to jump into the chair and allow her to strap him down.

Moments later, he was wheeled into an elaborate library when Richard Winchester greeted him. “Ah, Todd. So glad you could join us.” He began. “We have something very special in line for you.”

Todd looked at him harshly. “I don’t care what you have. I want my phone call and I want a public defender.”

Richard smiled. “I guess you didn’t read the fine print of the conditions to your parole. You automatically waive all of your rights if arrested again for any crime. Janice here…” He nodded to the chauffeur, “Is certified to make arrests by the law enforcement counsels.

You’ve already had your trial and I’m afraid you were found guilty of burglary, conspiracy to commit burglary and possession of burglary tools, all felonies and all enough to send you away forever. Buck up! You’ll be with us awhile.”

As the words sunk in, Todd began struggling with his straight jacket.

Richard only smiled. “You’ll find that jacket quite inescapable. You see, that is the Chasti- 2000, Permanent Restraint system. Nanites, microscopic machines have literally bonded that jacket to you. Its part of you now and rest assuredly unremovable.” Richard looked up as a young, beautiful woman entered the room. “Ah, Judge Rhine.”

Todd looked up at the amazing beauty that entered the room like a model strutting a runway.

She smiled at Richard, her whole face glowing with energy.

“This is Judge Rhine.” Richard introduced her. “You may not recognize her, but she was the judge that sentenced you the last time you went to jail. Would you believe she’s over eighty? The same nanites that hold you in place can also rebuild bones, muscle, organ tissue and skin.

About five years ago she wanted to feel sexy again so she bought one of our Chasti-locks. Her breasts and sex were made inaccessible. She was internally stimulated and kept on the edge of orgasm. Once every four months she was allowed to come.”

“Oh, Richard, you can’t imagine!” She said. “I’d be on the bench and have to call a recess. It was a totally random event. I’d be exhausted when it was done. It made me enjoy sex again. I thought it would be gone forever.”

“Well, she became a Chastity junkie after that. She added shoes, then a corset, then last year she had her orgasm feature permanently turned off.”

“Its been sweet, sweet frustration. And the nanites just started taking years off my life. Wrinkles faded, liver spots vanished, varicose veins shriveled. I had to go into semi-retirement just to keep people from asking questions about my ‘Fountain of Youth’. Look at me! People think I’m in my thirties! But now I’m ready for the next step. I want to be completely immobilized. Sight, sound, touch, everything. I just want to feel the constant sexual burning in my body.” She shivered. “Oh, I can’t wait. I’ll go mad with passion, but that’s what I want. I have had a long, memorable carreer. No life, never married. All work, no play. Now I just want to experience constant desire. I had a dream. I was mummified in latex, only I could feel the sun and wind on my face, feel the ocean spray, hear the birds and be lost in my own little world of eroticism. Can we do that Richard?” He nodded. “Thank you Richard. I have one last favor to ask. I know, I can’t feel a thing down below, but I do get so much pleasure in pleasing others. Before we start, Richard, please, let me please you.”

Before he could speak she clamped her mouth against his, thrusting her tongue down his throat. Her hands moving quickly, peeling off his jacket, unbuttoning his shirt. Richard gasped as she let him up for air, throwing him across the desk and ripping off his pants.

“Way ta go, Judge!” Todd cheered.

She held him down as she took his massive cock in her mouth, slowly swallowing him like an anaconda. Richard pawed her shapely ass the she wriggled in front of him. She took her time, driving Richard so mad he was banging his head on the desk. She stood up, lifted her skirt and climbed over him. She touched the polished gold plate that covered her pussy and a hole, like a camera shutter opened. She mounted him, slowly rocking her hips. He was holding her breasts, feeling the hard steel that protected them beneath his fingers.

He bucked like a stallion as he came. Judge Rhine threw her head back and a laugh, a soul cleansing laugh erupted from her glowing face as if it was her who had the mind numbing orgasm. “Thank you Richard! Oh, thank you!” She squealed like a school girl.

Richard tried to catch his breath. “Any time.” He said dizzily, climbing from the desk and finding his pants. “Anything for a friend.”

She turned and watched as Janet wheeled in what looked like a lounge chair with wheelchair wheels. On the seat, there were two dildos, one larger than the other. “Is this for me?”

Richard had found his shirt. “Yes it is. Built for comfort.”

She chirped. “I feel like a little girl! I can’t wait!”

Richard buttoned his shirt. “Then lets start.” Then he mumbled. “Eighty my ass.”

Judge Rhine undressed. Even though she wore full permanent breast shields and a shield that covered her sex, her hands still modestly covered them. She was only wearing a corset, shoes and a giddy smile. Janet took her hand and lead her over to the chair. Judge Rhine could see the two dildos were heavily lubricated. She climbed into the chair, slowly lowering herself down. “Ugh! They are huge!”

“It’s a bit tight.” Richard said. “But I know you can manage. Your inner sheathes can expand up to ten inches in diameter.”

“Yes, but can I?” She said settling in. “Oof! Cape Canaveral, the Eagle has landed.”

“Okay, when we activate, you’ll feel some pressure. The dildos are going to expand and lock you in place. Take a moment to relax. Once we start, that chair will be a part of you.”

She nodded. “I’m ready. Its not like I can feel anything down there anyway.”

Richard gave a nod to Janice who activated the chair’s control.

Judge Rhine’s face crossed with mild surprise. “I can feel it expanding in me.” She grimaced. “I don’t think I can take this, I’m going to burst!”

“Focus past the pain.” Richard coached. “You can do it.”

Her face of pain soothed and she laid a hand on her corseted tummy. “I am packed tight! It feels like a pair of bowling balls!”

“Remember when you got your first Chastity, how you waddled like a duck? Soon it was a natural part of you. This is designed to keep you still.”

“I can’t move my butt, that’s for sure.”

Richard stepped over. “These nose plugs not only will ensure that your breathing will always remain unhindered, even if you catch the sniffles, but they filter out certain molecule chains like Methane or Sulfur and several other bad odors.” He handed them to her. “Up they go.”

She worked each one in as far up as they go. “I keep thinking this is a little undignified.” She said working her finger up her nose. “Then I have to remind myself I’m sitting half naked with my butt glued to a chair.” She smiled looking up. “What’s next?”

“Your feet.” He said. “Bring them togeather, please.”

The Judge slowly, painfully brought them together, holding her stomach. “It’s making me tighten up on the dildos if that’s possible.”

“You are going to have to tough it out, your Honor.” He nodded as shackles clamped around her ankles and above and below her knees.

“That takes care of your lower body. Now for your upper body. Before we move on, let me know if your having any second thoughts. We can always upgrade later.”

She shook her head sharply. “No! This is what I want and there will be no half stepping, plea bargains, or early parole. This is a life sentence!”

“I know we discussed this, but I want to be clear. With the nanite techonology you can easily live another forty, fifty years.”

She closed her eyes, imagining it. “Fifty years of frustrated bliss.” She shivered. “Bring it on! Case Dismissed!”

Richard nodded bringing over a wide neck collar. It was ten centimeters wide and contoured for her head and shoulders. It would keep her head erect, straight and still. “Head up. This will activate the latex sheathing. From here, a impregnable layer of latex, your favorite color, royal blue, will envelope your head. It will sink into every pore, it will eradicate every hair follicle. The only part of you that will be exposed will be your cheeks and nose. After that, it will spread covering your entire body. It is total and permanent mummification.”

She complied, closing her eyes as she felt the cold steel slip about her throat. Her heart skipped as it clicked in place. She moaned. “Point of no return. I think I just had a micro orgasm.”

“It was mental. Not quite like the real thing.” He said.

She opened her eyes. “It leaves you hungry for another. Next?”

“Now, place your hands behind your back, you’ll find the pocket in the back of the chair that leads to the single sleeve for you arms. Just slid them down as far as they go. Make sure your shoulders are resting comfortably against the back of the chair. Okay?”

“Yes.” She whispered out of breath. “I felt the cuffs lock onto my wrists!”

“You’ll also start to feel the single sleeve constrict gently about your arms. They will continue at a gradual pace until your elbows touch firmly.” He brushed the hair from her face. “Next are the eye shields. The molded padding with form fit your eyes blocking out all light.” He looked down at her. “I’m going to miss looking at those baby blues.”

“Sorry.” She said as he placed them over her eyes. She heard a click as they settled into place. “Another micro orgasm.”

He held the gag in his hands. “Last words?”

“Yes, quit the melodrama and lets go.” She opened wide. “Ahhhhh!”

He touched her chin, urging her mouth closed. “Just relax.” He said, bending over and kissing her, deeply, passionately. As he broke away, he pushed the gag up against her lips and she opened wide, wider, and wider still. She felt her jaw muscles strain as the massive thing slowly dragged over her teeth and into her mouth. She felt it rub against the back of her throat, directly before her gag reflex.

When she heard the click, she twitched with another micro orgasm.

“Now remember.” Richard was speaking. “It will not allow any sound over five decimals. Quiet humming, no more.”

“Mmhumm?” She murmured.

“I have to admit, with your eyes blocked and your mouth packed you look so hot. Last are the ear plugs. They will filter out all sound save the frequencies attributed to natural sound. Birds, leaves blowing in the trees, the ocean. Human voice will be blocked out. When we beta tested this, instruments such as violin and piano come through, but electric synthesizer are blocked. Since I don’t want to be the last human voice you hear, I have arranged for Annette, our upstairs maid who is a trained opera singer, to sing The Miester Lau, by Wagner. Goodbye Judge Rhine. You are a wonderful client and although you will be right here and we will care for you, we will miss your wizened insights and poignant opinions. Enjoy your spiritual journey.”

Annette began to sing. Richard waited a few minutes before plugging each ear. The world dropped into silence save Annette’s wonderful voice. Judge Rhine wondered if the human voice used as an instrument was unblocked by the plugs. What an added bonus. She settled down to a life of frustrated constantness.

Annette fished her song and Judge Rhine squeaked in protest. Richard looked at her curiously. “I think she can hear your singing. We’ll have to research that.”

“I can do another.” Annette offered.

“That will be great, but hold off a moment so that we can attend to our young thief here.”

Todd looked around desperately. “Look, I wanna make a plea bargain, okay? On top of a guilty plea, I will work with the cops. I know big time dealers. I’ll wear a wire, anything you want.”

Richard sighed. “Todd, the moment Janice locked you up in the Chasti-Lock, it was too late for deals. It is a permanent part of you now.

Nanites have integrated themselves into your system and can only complete their function. We still have a few add on’s for you.”

“No Freakin way, Man! I have ri….” Todd suddenly gagged as a huge gag was packed into his mouth. Janice worked it deep into his mouth, maneuvering the mouth piece over his teeth until it settled into her mouth. Todd winced in pain.

“The sharp pain you feel,” Richard explained. “is the anchor hooks boring into your jaw bone and tongue. These will hold the gag in place until the nanites bond it to you. That burning pain is the nanites starting their punishment program. Any noise you make will cause pain. As the nanites adjust to your system, the pain will increase and become intolerable.”

Janice grabbed his chin from behind and held his head up, slipping a collar around his neck and locking that down. Richard continued. “Any negative behavior from you will result in excruciating pain. Janice can administer pain by remote. As the nanites learn, they will re-enforce all behavior automatically. This is all part of the Chasti-Lock features. Now for the special part of this particular program. Just as Judge Rhine’s body will be covered in royal blue latex, your’s will be encased in white. Judge Rhine envisioned a pretty nurse to wheel her around.

You will be that nurse. The arms of the straight jacket are going to raise so that your arms are crossed over your chest. The bones in your arms will de-calcify, become soft and flexible. The muscles will turn to fatty tissue and in no time at all will be transformed into lovely breasts! The waist belt of the jacket will expand and form a waist sculpting corset. The crotch strap as I’m sure you’ve noticed will prevent any stimulation of your sexual organs. Orgasms will be a thing of the past but you will be constantly kept of the brink of a mind blowing orgasm. Your waste will be recycled by the nanites so that you will not have to worry about trips to the bathroom. About once a month you’ll receive a shot in your nasal canal, which will be the only opening in your body once the latex sheathing envelops your head, and that will deliver all the nutrients and antibiotics you need.”

“You will be permanently attached to Judge Rhine’s chair and on a trained program, will wheel her around to ensure that she gets plenty of sun, breeze and ocean spray. The nanites will make you sensitive to barometric pressure so you’ll know when to go out or to stay in. The shoes that Janice is placing on your feet will not only hobble your stride, but encase your legs and knees. You won’t be able to bend them so you’ll have to learn how to sleep standing up. Once you are lead around on the trails and the halls and rooms of the manor, the nanites will remember them so you will not need your eyes. Your ears will be plugged and will tune out all human sound save the Judge. The nanites will learn her happy sounds and her unhappy sounds. If she is unhappy, you will feel increasing pain until she is happy again. You will learn what pleases her soon enough. The only other sounds you’ll be able to hear are sounds over a hundred decibels, like car horns and warning signals.

That will keep you out of trouble. Your nose plugs will ensure unblocked breathing and reduce your chance of disease.”

Todd continued to struggle as Janice prepared to place eye pads on him. Richard pulled up a chair and spoke directly to him. “Todd, this is a life sentence, deserved for your years of crime. You’ve been in and out of institutions, wasting the tax payers money. This is your final stop.

But listen to me. Do you see the Judge? She is in total bliss. She will never have another physical orgasm and will be stimulated and kept on the verge, but never going over by nanites inside of her. This is the key. If you fight it, you will be in torment! You have to focus past yourself and dedicate your mental energies into happiness. If you can learn this, your next hundred years, which is your nanite extended life expectancy, will be pleasurable.”

Todd continued his struggle, his eyes glaring at Richard until the eye pads closed them shut forever. Janice quickly stuffed the ear plugs into his ears throwing his world into silence. She released the straps holding him into the chair and stood him up. Each time he resisted, Janice touched the remote control strapped to her wrist and gave him a wicked flash of pain. As Janice connected the push bars from the chair to the hips of Todd’s jacket, Richard shook his head. He could feel Todd’s resistance, held in check by the nanite’s power. He was in the same bondage as the Judge, yet his time was not going to be a Nirvana, but a purgatory.

Janice connected a leash to Todd’s collar and with a tug, got him to move forward, pushing the Judge’s chair. Janice would lead him around, mapping the house and grounds in the nanite memory.

As the left the room, Richard only sighed.

One woman’s bliss, another man’s agony.

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