Chapter Nine, Part Two
Sam winced as the seat mount pulled upwards lifting her of the seat slightly more and causing the harness to take more of her weight, she bit her lip and made an muffled ummph as each tug jostled her slightly higher. She heard to back hatch close and a moment later the front door opened as I moved into the driver's seat.
I watched in the rear view mirror as Sam explored the restraints she tried straining against the straps, placing her feet against the bottom of the seat and pushing forward and up against the shoulder straps of the harness with her but against the seat back, only to fall back down, allowing the straps between her legs to take her weight again. She tried slouching and twisting side to side. The vest was pressing in the fabric of her loose fitting shirt and the straps looked amazing on the bare skin of her shoulders. The strap under her arms held her shirt tightly against her sides and across her chest. The waist strap sat just above her shorts and covered the change from shirt to pants. The crotch straps here tight against her shorts and held the whole thing down tightly, particularly the shoulder straps, they also looked amazing, the black straps pressing in on the white material of her shorts.
The use of the upper arm and wrist restraints together forced her to shrug her shoulders up as she couldn’t drop her wrists or bend her arms away from her sides, it made her look all the cutter with a bit of hair hanging in her face, unable to brush it aside.
Sam noticed me looking at her in the mirror, and swung her hair out of her face with her best shampoo commercial impression and struck a pose, slouching down and attempting to position herself on an angle as best she could, she raised each hand in its wrist restraint as much as she could.
“You look amazing in that”
Sam smiled, “I'll want to see you in it before this trip is over, have you tried it yet?”
“No I didn’t get a chance, it only arrived the other day; I had it shipped from Florida”
“It feels really cool, it's like a car seat harness but it wraps all the way around you, I Love it.”
“Good, you’re going to be in it for awhile” I turned and smiled at her.
“Look where you going” Sam was quite adamant about my driving at times.
“Where are we going anyway?” She inquired
“We'll be there in a couple hours, you’ll find out then.”
“Couple HOURS? Ok but you at least need to undo my arms before then”
“Well see, I don’t remember you being too kind last time.” I smiled back at her again.
Sam cocked her head sidewise and made a sad face at me
“Ya nice try, enjoy your restraints there not going anywhere”
She swung her head back up and slouched as best she was able to in her situation. I simply turned my attention back to my driving and left her to her own devices; I occasionally heard her shifting around and saw her wriggling in the rear view mirror but for the most part she just sat and looked out the window.
After another 45min or so of driving Sam piped up again “I’ve gotta go to the bathroom” She cocked her head and gave me a smug look in the mirror. I turned to look at her; she raised her eyebrows as if to say “what?”
Fine there’s a service station in about 15min can you wait that long?
“I guess so, these crotch straps aren't really helping tho, especially when you have them so tight, just saying”
I watched as Sam attempted to cross her legs but was prevented from doing so by the ankle straps. By the time we arrived at the service station almost 20min later Sam was wriggling around in the harness pretty badly, I wasn't about to turn her loose tho, before opening her passenger door I went around to the back of the vehicle and retrieved a large coat I then moved around to her door.
“What are you doing let me out!” Sam was starting to sound a bit desperate.
“Not happening” I said undoing the clips that held the harness to the seat, A moment later she was free of the seat but still strapped into the harness.
“I am SO not walking in there like this, are you crazy?”
“That’s your call, but I hope you brought extra pants cus the harness isn't coming off” I held the coat out. Sam seemed to debate fighting me for another moment but was too overcome by the need to urinate to put up much debate, she sighed and moved to exit the seat, I helped her out and quickly wrapped the coat around her covering the harness and arm restraints. I saw her wince as she straightened up and debated losing the crotch straps for a moment but then remembered the straightjacket and decided to pretend I hadn't noticed. Sam simply glared at me with loathing, I zipped up the front of the coat and we moved toward the front of the building. Upon entering the service centre I noted a few people throwing odd glances our way but overall we went unnoticed I made a beeline for the Family restroom shutting and locking the door as soon as we were both inside.
“Now let me out?!?” Sam was basically dancing in her restraints. I turned to her and removed the coat letting it fall to the floor, Sam was bent forward at the waist slightly whether from a need to use the toilet or the tightness of the crotch straps, or a combination I was not sure. I moved behind her silently and unbuckled each of the two crotch straps allowing them to fall away and swing, I then helped Sam slide down the necessary articles of clothing so she could do her business without being let out, averting my eyes despite our relationship status.
“You could have just unbuckled my hands”
“Like you would have done that for me” I laughed
15 min later we were back on the road
I slowed the car and pulled off the highway onto a side road “Ok like really at least tell me where it is that we're going” Sam was beginning to get quite flustered; I simply smiled and pointed out the side window. Sam followed my gesture to a billboard on the side of the road.
“WILDERNESS EXPEDITIONS: WHITEWATER RAFTING- follow Gormanville for 2.7kilometres”
The billboard featured a picture of a group of raters flying out of a raft on raging white water the heavy duty lifejackets were clearly visible in the picture.
Sam looked back at me from the billboard here face an O of excitement
“ARE YOU FOR REAL?!?! That’s soooo cool!” Her anger apparently forgotten, which was a good thing as I was going to have to turn her loose in a few minutes. I turned down the road and followed the sign towards the raging waters of the Nadina River.
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