Chapter Eight, Part Four
The first sensation I had as consciousness slowly worked its way back into my mind was warmth the second was how sore I was, why on earth did I sleep in my cloths, and on my back that's odd, I normally sleep on my side. I began to unfurl my arms to stretch but was stopped short, my shirt was stuck, I shook my head and tried to roll over but the collar of the jacket was anchored to the head board, I tried to sit up and met the same problem, I pulled at my arms again, i was starting to wake up now and the memory of the night before came flooding back to me I rolled around some more and pulled again at the straps as the blanket fell off a bit revealing the white canvas of the straight jacket. I slumped back down onto the mattress. Sam was no wear to be seen.
I inspected her side of the bed; the covers had been pulled up and the pillows placed neatly on top. I tried to glance into the other room but my movement was pretty limited. After a moment's hesitation I called out
"Sam?"
no reply
"Hello?"
I pulled at the jacket some more and tried to reach behind me to unbuckle the straps.
"Sammm!"
I heard a door close and footsteps approach. A moment later Sam appeared around the corner. She was wearing a plaid shirt that was significantly too large for her, and her hair was spilling down around her face, the shirt came down to mid thigh and hid whatever pants she had on.
"I told you no talking"
She walked towards me pulling the sleeves up over her elbows to free her hands.
"You promised" She put her hands on her hips and pouted at me
"Really Sam?" I laughed a bit and shifted my arms back and forth to draw attention to my predicament.
Sam let out a huff and turned sharply marching out of the room
"Saaaaaammmm" I complained falling back onto the bed and pulling against my restraints
A moment later sam walked in tap in hand.
"Sam no come on" I tried to pull away but she grabbed the front loop and pulled me towards her holding me down by sitting on my chest she then pulled off a large piece of tape and after a moment's fighting smoothed it over my mouth.
"Smmmmm ssmeriously"
She just smiled down at me before leaning down planting a kiss on my forehead. Then she lay-down alongside me and reached behind me unfastening the strap holding my arms and helping to guide them out of their crossed position. My arms were extremely stiff and it felt good to stretch them out. Sam massaged my arms softly helping to alleviate the pin pricks in them.
After a while she leaned forward and untied the rope holding the jacket to the headboard. she slid off me and hopped onto the floor.
"Come on, breakfast"
I let out a soft moan before rolling out of bed and following her.
Once in the kitchen Sam moved behind me and began to unfasten the jacket, as soon as the strap between my legs was released The whole jacket loosened up I was also immediately made aware of how tight it had been and how sore I really was. Sam worked her way up the jacket undoing the straps and the jackets tight embrace slowly pulled away. As the last strap was pulled off the jacket fell to the ground sliding off my arms, I was immediately struck by the cold moist air that I had been protected from a moment ago, I shivered unconsciously and crossed my arms. Sam pulled the tape off my mouth and then seemed to notice my shivering.
"Are you cold?"
I didn't say anything, She smiled
"you can talk"
"No I'm ok, just a bit chilly"
She looked down at the jacket
"you can keep it on if you want, without the arms done up, I can feed you again" She gave me her cutest smile. When I didn't respond in the negative she scooped the jacket back up and held it open for me. I uncrossed my arms and slid them in, Sam pulled the jacket over my shoulders and moved behind me doing up the straps snugly but not really very tight.
Sh had worked her way down to my lower back when I poke up
"You can do them tighter than that.. if you want to I mean" I sort of stammered
I was startled by the sudden appearance of her head sticking out from between my arm and chest. She was looking right at me with a huge grin.
"I can do that" She smiled and grinned at me before pulling her head back behind me and going back to work.
"Just the back tho my arms are still sore"
"Ok just the back"
Sam quickly threaded the bottom strap through before going back to the top and snugging up the strap significantly, causing the jackets reassuring hug to return. She slowly worked her way down first pulling tightly on each strap and then taking a second to yank on each on throwing me slightly off balance every time. As she tighten the last one I felt the jacket close up and tighten around my waist, completing the cocooned feeling.
"hows that" She asked in a teasing tone
"Thats nice" I smiled and moved to sit down but she caught me by a strap mid step and pulled me back
"hold on there speedy" I started to turn to face her but she caught me halfway
"ALL the back straps" She reached between my legs and plucked the crotch strap from where it swung freely, pulling it back through aggressively.
"ahhhh really?"
"mummhumm" Sam pushed me forward so I was bending over the chair and yanked hard on the strap snugging the whole jacket down significantly
"gaaaa!" I complained unable to straighten up it was so tight.
"sit down it will loosen up a bit"
I complied and it became tolerable but still strongly present
Sam sat beside me again and fed me scrambled eggs that she had already cooked.
We ate in relative silence, after we had finished Sam cleared the table.
"ok come with me" Sam grabbed the jacket by the neck and half pulled me from the chair in her enthusiasm .
"GAAAHHH!" I had suddenly straightened up and the crotch strap was still ridiculously tight
"Ow don't be such a baby!" Sam quickly and distractedly undid the crotch strap yanking on it slightly in the process causing me to wince She loosened it a tad leaving it still plenty tight and grabbed my arm practically dragging me out of the cabin and down the path towards the water.
The main object by the water was the boat house, really a glorified shack on poles. It had plywood walls and a rotting cedar door that was locked with a padlock that could easily be pulled out of the soft rotten wood. To the right of the boat house was about a 6 foot drop off into water deep enough for a boat, the land was held back by a retaining wall. On the other side the ground sloped down to a small beach, i thought Sam was heading that way but she quickly unlocked the door and ushered me inside the boat house.
"Sam. What are we doing?" She turned to me
"SWIMMING!"
She then moved to a wall loaded with at least 2 dozen different life jackets ranging greatly in size and color
"Sam I'm pretty sure we don't need life jackets to swim!" I laughed
"Shut up it's all part of the weekend!" Sam was working her way down the wall slowly looking through the assortment of jackets
"besides it never hurts to be safe right?!"
She stopped at the far end and open a small looking jacket to read the label.
"How much do you weigh?" She looked at me
"What?"
"How much do you weigh?!"
"Like 150"
She then grabbed two and carried them back. They looked like children's life jackets they were bright yellow and had large hoods with grab loops, they had a zipper closure with a single chest strap and crotch strap, there was also a drawstring closure at the waist.
She held it open for me to read the label. "Mustang Lil legends, Young Adult Size, 90-180-Lb.”
"What?" I asked confused as to the significance of the label
"there limited edition!" She seemed very proud of them "They only made them for about 2 years and very few people even know they exist"
"ok" I laughed
She held it out "here"
"Sam I really don't think-"
"YOU will!" she laughed "Just wait and see"
She tugged on my arm and I shrugged (as best I could in the straight jacket) and turned around sliding my arms through the arm holes of the Life Jacket. Sam quickly moved around in front of me and connected the jacket in the front by zipping the halves together it was a very heavy duty zipper from the look of it. She then connected the single chest strap in a manner very similar to how she had handled the straps on the straight jacket. Sam then knelt down and pulled the drawstring as tightly as she could and tied it in a double knot. Finally she reached between my legs again and pulled the crotch strap through, she held it up to the buckle without buckling it and then adjusted the length via a black slider on further back on the strap, satisfied she connected the crotch strap, despite the straight jacket this was still felt as the life Jacket strap was much thinner that the straight jackets crotch strap. I tested the movement of my arms and was surprised to find the jacket,despite its bulk and how tightly I had it on, did not provide a serious hinderance, tho I was already hindered by so many layers.
"Cross your arms" Sam was still standing in front of me
"What? I won't be able to swim!"
"Do you trust me? That's what this is for." She flicked the foam of the lifejackets collar
hesitantly I crossed my arms in front of me, Sam wasted no time connecting the buckles behind me so that I was now securely hugging the life jacket with no way of letting go.
I shifted around some more testing the limits of my movement. Sam watched me for a moment before bending down and picking up the second life jacket. She wasted no time quickly donning it, tightly securing the chest strap and tying off the draw string. She then then passed the crotch strap between her legs and not satisfied spent another minute re adjusting the strap before passing between her legs again and buckling in much more securely this time.
Sam looked up at me watching her and smiled and walked towards me and gave me a hug as best she could with the amount of bulk between us. She did manage to plant another kiss (on my mouth this time) before she stepped back. Sam smiled and grabbed me by the elbow of my straight jacket leading me outside.
She looked like she was really enjoying wearing the lifejacket, she was kinda holding the shoulders of it with each hand, almost hugging it like I was, she turned to look at me and bit her lip.
"Do you trust me?"
"of course I do"
"good"
Suddenly her whole manner changed and she rushed at me with a devilish grin with my arms stuck in a hug I had no defence and she slammed into me in a low tackle- sending us both flying off the retaining wall
Time seemed to have been suspended, it felt as tho we hung in space far longer than we should have. Panic stricken I thrashed about against the straps in what seemed like slow motion. Then suddenly I felt myself hit the water pushed deep beneath the surface by my own momentum. I twisted left and right unable to break free of the self hug, unable to swim, unsure of why direction the surface was in I felt terror for a moment thinking I would drown. Then suddenly I felt the Lifejacket, it seemed to tighten and shift around me and I realized it was pulling me. The jacket was secured tightly around me and the crotch strap kept it positioned securely against my shoulders even as it dragged me upwards. I broke the surface still thrashing, the lifejacket supporting me on my back. After a moment I began to calm down and allowed the life jacket to support me as I sat there, after another moment I finally noticed Sam floating calmly nearby, laughing at my response. She swam over and splashed me laughing again as I could do nothing to retaliate with my arms. I smiled and managed to get my feet to the surface to try and splash her back but she easily out maneuvered me having the use of her arms, which I lacked. We continued to splash at each other for a moment before she managed to get behind me and grabbed me around the waist rolling me over and dunking my head into the water. When I surfaced laughing she pulled herself up onto my waist and sat there laughing pulling her wet hair out of her face. I had to admit she looked really good with the bulky yellow life jacket tightly strapped onto her, It was hugging her really tightly: the waist strap was squeezing the foam of the jacket in a bit and the drawstring tight around her waist keeping the jacket flush against her skin. Even straddling me I could see that her crotch strap was also very tight with no slack, it was keeping the shoulders of the jacket tightly pulled down on her shoulders insuring the jacket did not ride up, I could see the hood of the jacket behind her as well, My head was resting against mine, it was very comfortable, as was the jacket itself it was very warm and the tightness gave it a safe and cozy feeling that I was coming to really enjoy. Sam smiled at me
"what do you think?"
"I love it" I replied honestly
She smiled again and leaned down onto of me. She reached around behind my jacket unbuckling the arm strap of the straightjacket and gently pulled my arms apart off to either side clearing my torso, she then lay down on top on me, her head on the foam of my life jacket, just above my chest, her right arm hanging down in the water her left onto on me holding the shoulder of my jacket. The hood of her life jacket flopped forward overtop of her head but she didn't bother to push it back, the grab loop was in my face but I didn't mind. I put my straight jacketed arms around her lower back, there was no floatation here only thin plastic. We lay like that for some time separated only by the bulk of our jackets, floating comfortably and enjoying their tight embrace, and each other's proximity.
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