ASHLEY'S NEW JOB : THE CAR SEAT
Chapter One, Part Four
The door swung shut behind Maria and slowly latched. The machine the seat was mounted to jostled and shook, like the back of a pickup truck, now the only sound in the room. Distracted by Maria’s departure ,and without really thinking, Ashley tried with full confidence to move, she wasn't really sure what she had been about to try and do, maybe just shift her position or maybe get up. But either way she was immediately brought back to full awareness of her situation. She couldn't so much as turn her head or open her mouth, let alone move an arm or leg. The combination of being alone and having forgotten, even for the briefest of moments, about her situation Ashley was suddenly struck by what felt like a real need to move, something, anything. For some reason Ashley felt as tho she must be able to move now that she really wanted to, surely she had just been playing along this whole time, she had never REALLY tried to get out, to move. She wasn't even thinking about what would happen if she did get out, or damaged the seat, it never entered her mind, although it wasn't something she would have to worry about. Ashley pulled and yanked and squirmed, she shifted her hips one way then the other, pulled on her arms then pushed them down, shrugged and then dropped her shoulders: kept thinking there must be a way to move that she hadn't thought of yet, haven't tried yet. Despite her straining muscles Ashley never moved any part of her mody more than half an inch, and then because the seat was designed to allow for that amount of movement in that particular way, every strap remained at exactly the same tightness. Ashley was grunting and breathing heavily through her nose, unable to open her mouth wide enough to gasp air though it.
Exhausted she collapsed into the seat, in reality not moving at all, she simply allowed every muscle in her body to go completely limp all at once. Her jumpsuit was damp with sweat but the fabric helped to lick the sweat away from her skin and would dry quickly. The machine continued to jostle and shake slightly. Ashley shifted around again but slowly this time, almost unaware that she was doing it, almost like shifting around in a comfy bed under a thick blanket. She had lost track of exactly what straps went where and without the ability to tilt her head down to look she couldn’t look and see. She could feel the straps over her shoulders and the one on her forehead and chin, the straps between her legs was also more than easy to identify with the shoulder straps holding her firmly against it. But her arms and legs just felt immobilized, she couldn't move them at all but also couldn’t really feel the straps well enough to count them or identify exactly where they held her down. Her toso also felt more like she had been submerged in some kind of gel or frozen into a solid than it did like she was strapped down. The only thing that broke that illusion was shifting her hips left and right, which was the most she was able to move anywhere, Ashley guessed she could move her hips about a half inch to the left or right giving her nearly a full inch of movement there, tho it took some effort to maintain that position as she had to push her hip bone into the foam of the seat to move in that way. There was a click and suddenly the lights went out plunging her into darkness, for a second Ashley thought the power had gone out, but then the seat simulated a particularly big bump, jostling the seat and making Ashley realise that machine was still running, the computer across the room was inside of her range of vision and the screen saver was running. Motion sensors Ashley realised, lots of offices used them now, she wasn't moving enough to trip the sensor. She made a half hearted attempt to shift enough to trip the light but only tried for a second or two, she was way too exhausted from her little freak out to bother trying. Ashley let out a loud(ish) groan though her closed mouth and collapsed back into the seat for the second time in what felt like an hour but was in reality less than 15 minutes. Giving in completely she closed her eyes and took a number of deep calming breaths through her nose. As much as she tried to relax completely she kept tensing at every bump and jostle. And when she tensed she would try to shift. Over the course of the next fifteen or twenty minutes Ashley seriously lost track of time. Eventually the computer monitor went to sleep and without any windows the room became truly dark. Ashley couldn’t discern any difference between having her eyes open or closed. She hadn't realised how much her eyes had adjusted to the light from the computer until it was too gone.
Ashley had no idea how long she had been in the seat at this point, in the dark she glanced at where she remembered the TV being, wishing that Maria had put it on for her again. Even just so she had some measure of time passing. Ashley closed her eyes and relaxed again, trying to imagine the slight jostling was actually a truck on the road, trying to let her mind drift. A moment later she jolted awake jostling against the straps as she did so. Not remembering where she was; she panicked for a moment before settling down, thrashing against the straps trying to move. She steadied herself but it was all a bit much and she tried to squirm around again, not trying to get out this time, she was well past that. But rather trying to find that place she had been before falling asleep. It was like she had to let the seat win again in order to relax. She realized she was grumbling and mumbling as she did so, like a kid, and made a conscious effort to stop and regain her composure, but in the pitch dark with no ability to move it was only a moment before she started to shift again. Shifting around against the straps was better than doing nothing. Even if it did feel like she was acting like a kid.
Again she lost track of time, the seat jostled away, she would relax for a bit with her eyes closed, then open them and shift around until she was tired and relaxed again. Suddenly the room was filled with blinding light and Maria was walking in with Warrick. Ashley realised she had been squirming around and froze, quickly trying to regain her composure, which made her try to move again feeling like she should sit up. Maria greeted her.
“Hey Ashley, sorry I took so long did Sara come by?”
It took Ashley a moment to figure out a response, for the second time she tried to shake her head.
“Ah no” after a moment “How long has it been”
“Ow i’m so sorry hun, she said she would, how are you doing? It’s been almost two hours”
It had felt like far longer than two hours. Maria had walked over to her warrick was at the computer now.
It didn't seem to matter how many times she tried. Again Ashley tried with full confidence to sit up as Maria approached.
“Are you doing ok anything soar?”
As Ashley replied in the negative she began to feel very uncomfortable with the situation. “It’s just a bit weird, is all,.. I’m a bit freaked out” Ashley began to squirm again not able to help herself.
“It’s ok hun, just relax, just say the work and well get you out of there, but we do want to run this test for another hour or so. It’s ok if you feel a bit overwhelmed, the seat is designed to make you feel like your being swaddled and kept safe, just let it do its job” Her hand was on Ashley's shoulder. She was still squirming but slowly again now, taking deep breaths.
“You ok to keep going?”
Ashley tried to nod and then said she was pulling her arms into herself as much as she could and letting the seat hold onto her.
The last hour went more or less uneventfully. Ashley asked Maria to put the TV back on and that helped pass the time. When she was finally released from the seat she felt “loose” and exposed. She wished she had a blanket or thick sweater to hide inside. Maria asked her a long list of questions ranging from whether anything was soar to whether the seat made her feel safe. Ashley tried to answer as honestly as she could and by the end of the list she was feeling much more comfortable about the experience realising that the feeling she had experienced was very much intentional.
Ashley left here first real day wondering what she would be asked to test next.
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Wednesday, 19 February 2020
Moving Along
ASHLEY'S NEW JOB : THE CAR SEAT
Chapter One, Part Two
Chapter One, Part Two
Being strapped into the seat was a new sensation to say the least, Ashley tried to focus the nature show playing in front of her, but her situation was just too intense to allow for it. Her focus shifted again and again to the seat she was strapped into. She was held in place by what amounted to a spider's web of straps, the closest thing to this she had ever experienced was being strapped into a roller coaster, last summer one had broken down for nearly 45 min with her and her friends on it, they had been stuck hanging there for some time, she had found the experience strangely exciting and thought back to it occasionally. But this was something else, not only did the straps cross over her lap and run up over her shoulders but there was also a tight strap running horizontally around her upper body just below her armpits and her head was firmly strapped to the seat. There was also the strap between her legs, which was still firmly pressing up into her. She couldn't shift left or right; she couldn't slouch or shrug, the foam wedge between her thighs prevented her from crossing or even closing her legs, she couldn’t even look down at her body, as she couldn’t tilt her head. To top that off her biceps were strapped to the seat preventing her from doing anything more with her arms than flapping her forearms uselessly around. She kept trying to find a normal way of positioning her hands and just ended up moving them from her sides to her lap and back again aimlessly.
She was just in the midst of her most recent attempt to shift her body when the door to the room opened. A middle aged man in a suit walked in with a clipboard, Maria turned and stood up, Ashley would have but as it was she couldn’t even fully turn her head to look at him.
“Hello Mr. Warrick”
He smiled at her, and nodded “Maria, how are we doing?”
“Great so far, have you met Ashley yet?”
“I have not” He turned to the teen girl strapped into the seat and gave her a smile “How are you finding the job? Maria treating you ok?”
Ashley gave an awkward smile and raised her right forearm in as much a wave as the restraints allowed.
“Ahhh, good, I mean yes”
Warrick gave her another smile and turned back to Maria. “Want to run me through how we're doing?”
“Sure thing” Maria went and retrieved her notes from the desk and led Warrick back over to where Ashley was still securely strapped into the seat.
“Here are the stats so far” Maria handed him the clipboard and began going over a string of data and numbers that Ashley didn’t understand. After going over two or three of these Maria began tracing outlines on parts of Ashley’s body and relating figures to them. Again Ashley tried to shift in her seat but was unable to move even enough for Maria or Warrick to take notice of her shifting. They seemed to have forgotten her presence despite the fact that they were talking about her and Maria was physically touching her as Warrick took notes.
“Have you run anything with the leg restraints yet?” that was Warrick
“No, I was going to do the head and arms first then the legs.”
“Do them together for now, we can run specific tests later.”
“Ok sure thing, before the motion test?”
“No do those first, move to the leg stuff after.”
Just as Ashley was sure that they had forgotten she was actually a human and not a crash test dummy Warrick turned to her.
“How do you feel? Any discomfort?”
Ashley tried to shift as she answered, again forgetting she could not, she also couldn’t really turn her head to look directly at him.
“It’s pretty tight, but not really” was the best she could come up with
Warrick nodded, “yes that’s by design, it may be a be a bit less comfortable for you but the seat is designed to make the user feel safer and more protected, a bit like swaddling a baby”
Ashley wasn’t sure how she felt being compared to a swaddled baby but it definitely felt accurate.
“You may enjoy yourself more if you try to relax” Warrick said not unkindly. With that he smiled and handed the notes back to Maria
“It was nice to meet you Ashley” He turned back to Maia “I’ll be by again later to get the rest of your results”
As Warrick left Maia went back over to the computer and retrieved a small tablet device with a cable hanging from it.
“Ok so we're going to start doing some of the motion tests now, there might be a bit of a jolt when it starts up.” Maria plugged the cable into something Ashley couldn’t see, presumably on the frame the seat was suspended from.
“Ok ready?”
“Ya I guess-” The words were hardly out of her mouth when there was a violent upward lurch that caused a strange sensation in her lower stomach. She was now considerably higher off the ground than she had been, the seat began to jostle and bounce as though she were at the back of the bus on a bumpy road. Whereas before the straps had simply held her in place against her shifting, now they held her against somewhat violent jerks and jostles.
Ashley was now definitely now watching the nature show, instead she was fully preoccupied with keeping mainiatinging her composure as she was tossed about. Despite herself she let out the occasional grunt when hit by a particularly violent “bump”. She closed her eyes attempting to relax as Warrick had suggested but the sensation of being restrained was still too unusual for her to settle down. Every time she started to relax she would try to move something and got pulled back out of it.
This process went on for around 10 minutes with Maria at the desk taking notes. Every now and then the machine would jostle forward and then back as though it were trying to toss her out of the seat. If it were not for the straps wrapped tightly around her body she would have been flung violently out of seat to the ground each time. As it was she was hardly moved. All of a sudden Ashley was quite happy to be strapped into the seat so extensively, she had never really been one for rides...
“Ok we're going to do a couple acceleration tests now, so the seat is going to tilt a bit and move some more, you ready?”
Ashley felt anything but ready but she said yes. Maria walked back to the rig and entered something on the tablet, the rig stopped and slowly swung back so that Ashley was lying on her back looking up at the ceiling. She lay there for a moment before the machine swung her in a gentle but fast arc forward and tilted down so she was staring at the floor, there was tingling hollow sensation in the pit of her stomach, for a moment she was sure the machine was broken and she was going to be splattered all over the floor. Then the machine jerked to a sudden stop with a bang and she was bucked against the straps letting out an ummph, her legs swung forward as would her arms and head where they not restrained, she hung by the straps in the seat for a moment. Ashley grasped for something to hold onto with her forearms, unable to look down due to the head strap. She was unable to find anything to grab and was forced to trust the straps, the strap between her legs in particular was taking much of her weight now due to the slight angle of the seat, her legs were dangling freely and she could see her feet for the first time in nearly 45 min. Then the machine began to reset, lifting her back up and tilting her back. Her legs fell back down onto the slots formed by the wedge between her thighs and her weight shifted back to the seat and away from the straps, although they were still just as tight as they were when Maria had first done them up. The slots for her legs were tight enough that her thighs now lay on top of them, after a moment's unsure hesitation Ashley wriggled her legs back down into them. It felt a bit odd to move something other than her forearms or calves. The machine finished resetting and she was looking at the ceiling again. This process was repeated again and again rhythmically for about 15 minutes, Ashley being jerked to a stop each time, her legs flying up and her body and head held back by the restraints.
After what felt like an hour to Ashley Maria finally turned off the machine and lowered it back down to its original height.
“Ok so we're going to move on the leg restraints now”
Maria went back to the box the seat had come out of and extracted a pile of straps and metal bars.
“I’m going to have to get you out to install this, so you might as well take a 5 min break, then we will get back to it, sound ok?”
“Yup, I could definitely use a stretch right now” Ashley went to press the button on the buckle assuming it would release the straps but it remained still and didn’t move.
“Ok that’s fine, we'll have to run the next test for longer though, we need data for long term use of this seat.” Maria noticed Ashley fiddling with the buckle and laughed, “It's locked hun, I’ll have to let you out, just let me get this untangled and turn off the sensors first.
“Oh ok” The urge to shift around ran through her again, or at least move her head or upper arms. She strained against the straps for a moment and really tried to shift, to move anything, but the straps held strong and wouldn’t give at all. She considered pulling her legs up out of the slots but decided to be patient. It felt like it took Maria forever to get the tangle of straps sorted out and even when she did she took a few more minutes to start assembling them. Ashley really wished she would at least undo the stupid head strap When Maria had finished she went over to the computer and sat there typing for a few moments before finally coming over to Ashley and inserting a small round key into the buckle and twisting it. A few moments later Ashley was free and Maria was helping her out of the seat. She was remarkably un sore despite having been unable to move even her head for almost an hour. Maria enquired about this and took some notes before telling her to “hang out” for a bit while she set up the leg restraints.
She was just in the midst of her most recent attempt to shift her body when the door to the room opened. A middle aged man in a suit walked in with a clipboard, Maria turned and stood up, Ashley would have but as it was she couldn’t even fully turn her head to look at him.
“Hello Mr. Warrick”
He smiled at her, and nodded “Maria, how are we doing?”
“Great so far, have you met Ashley yet?”
“I have not” He turned to the teen girl strapped into the seat and gave her a smile “How are you finding the job? Maria treating you ok?”
Ashley gave an awkward smile and raised her right forearm in as much a wave as the restraints allowed.
“Ahhh, good, I mean yes”
Warrick gave her another smile and turned back to Maria. “Want to run me through how we're doing?”
“Sure thing” Maria went and retrieved her notes from the desk and led Warrick back over to where Ashley was still securely strapped into the seat.
“Here are the stats so far” Maria handed him the clipboard and began going over a string of data and numbers that Ashley didn’t understand. After going over two or three of these Maria began tracing outlines on parts of Ashley’s body and relating figures to them. Again Ashley tried to shift in her seat but was unable to move even enough for Maria or Warrick to take notice of her shifting. They seemed to have forgotten her presence despite the fact that they were talking about her and Maria was physically touching her as Warrick took notes.
“Have you run anything with the leg restraints yet?” that was Warrick
“No, I was going to do the head and arms first then the legs.”
“Do them together for now, we can run specific tests later.”
“Ok sure thing, before the motion test?”
“No do those first, move to the leg stuff after.”
Just as Ashley was sure that they had forgotten she was actually a human and not a crash test dummy Warrick turned to her.
“How do you feel? Any discomfort?”
Ashley tried to shift as she answered, again forgetting she could not, she also couldn’t really turn her head to look directly at him.
“It’s pretty tight, but not really” was the best she could come up with
Warrick nodded, “yes that’s by design, it may be a be a bit less comfortable for you but the seat is designed to make the user feel safer and more protected, a bit like swaddling a baby”
Ashley wasn’t sure how she felt being compared to a swaddled baby but it definitely felt accurate.
“You may enjoy yourself more if you try to relax” Warrick said not unkindly. With that he smiled and handed the notes back to Maria
“It was nice to meet you Ashley” He turned back to Maia “I’ll be by again later to get the rest of your results”
As Warrick left Maia went back over to the computer and retrieved a small tablet device with a cable hanging from it.
“Ok so we're going to start doing some of the motion tests now, there might be a bit of a jolt when it starts up.” Maria plugged the cable into something Ashley couldn’t see, presumably on the frame the seat was suspended from.
“Ok ready?”
“Ya I guess-” The words were hardly out of her mouth when there was a violent upward lurch that caused a strange sensation in her lower stomach. She was now considerably higher off the ground than she had been, the seat began to jostle and bounce as though she were at the back of the bus on a bumpy road. Whereas before the straps had simply held her in place against her shifting, now they held her against somewhat violent jerks and jostles.
Ashley was now definitely now watching the nature show, instead she was fully preoccupied with keeping mainiatinging her composure as she was tossed about. Despite herself she let out the occasional grunt when hit by a particularly violent “bump”. She closed her eyes attempting to relax as Warrick had suggested but the sensation of being restrained was still too unusual for her to settle down. Every time she started to relax she would try to move something and got pulled back out of it.
This process went on for around 10 minutes with Maria at the desk taking notes. Every now and then the machine would jostle forward and then back as though it were trying to toss her out of the seat. If it were not for the straps wrapped tightly around her body she would have been flung violently out of seat to the ground each time. As it was she was hardly moved. All of a sudden Ashley was quite happy to be strapped into the seat so extensively, she had never really been one for rides...
“Ok we're going to do a couple acceleration tests now, so the seat is going to tilt a bit and move some more, you ready?”
Ashley felt anything but ready but she said yes. Maria walked back to the rig and entered something on the tablet, the rig stopped and slowly swung back so that Ashley was lying on her back looking up at the ceiling. She lay there for a moment before the machine swung her in a gentle but fast arc forward and tilted down so she was staring at the floor, there was tingling hollow sensation in the pit of her stomach, for a moment she was sure the machine was broken and she was going to be splattered all over the floor. Then the machine jerked to a sudden stop with a bang and she was bucked against the straps letting out an ummph, her legs swung forward as would her arms and head where they not restrained, she hung by the straps in the seat for a moment. Ashley grasped for something to hold onto with her forearms, unable to look down due to the head strap. She was unable to find anything to grab and was forced to trust the straps, the strap between her legs in particular was taking much of her weight now due to the slight angle of the seat, her legs were dangling freely and she could see her feet for the first time in nearly 45 min. Then the machine began to reset, lifting her back up and tilting her back. Her legs fell back down onto the slots formed by the wedge between her thighs and her weight shifted back to the seat and away from the straps, although they were still just as tight as they were when Maria had first done them up. The slots for her legs were tight enough that her thighs now lay on top of them, after a moment's unsure hesitation Ashley wriggled her legs back down into them. It felt a bit odd to move something other than her forearms or calves. The machine finished resetting and she was looking at the ceiling again. This process was repeated again and again rhythmically for about 15 minutes, Ashley being jerked to a stop each time, her legs flying up and her body and head held back by the restraints.
After what felt like an hour to Ashley Maria finally turned off the machine and lowered it back down to its original height.
“Ok so we're going to move on the leg restraints now”
Maria went back to the box the seat had come out of and extracted a pile of straps and metal bars.
“I’m going to have to get you out to install this, so you might as well take a 5 min break, then we will get back to it, sound ok?”
“Yup, I could definitely use a stretch right now” Ashley went to press the button on the buckle assuming it would release the straps but it remained still and didn’t move.
“Ok that’s fine, we'll have to run the next test for longer though, we need data for long term use of this seat.” Maria noticed Ashley fiddling with the buckle and laughed, “It's locked hun, I’ll have to let you out, just let me get this untangled and turn off the sensors first.
“Oh ok” The urge to shift around ran through her again, or at least move her head or upper arms. She strained against the straps for a moment and really tried to shift, to move anything, but the straps held strong and wouldn’t give at all. She considered pulling her legs up out of the slots but decided to be patient. It felt like it took Maria forever to get the tangle of straps sorted out and even when she did she took a few more minutes to start assembling them. Ashley really wished she would at least undo the stupid head strap When Maria had finished she went over to the computer and sat there typing for a few moments before finally coming over to Ashley and inserting a small round key into the buckle and twisting it. A few moments later Ashley was free and Maria was helping her out of the seat. She was remarkably un sore despite having been unable to move even her head for almost an hour. Maria enquired about this and took some notes before telling her to “hang out” for a bit while she set up the leg restraints.
Strapped in
Sam's Adventures: Surprise Getaway
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.
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.
Thursday, 16 March 2017
A New Thing
Sam's Adventures: First Experience
Chapter One, Part One
It was mid-December and Sam and her family were visiting family down south. At the end of her teenage years and entering young adulthood sam was starting to crave independence, but was still very cooperative and helpful around the house, never complaining about a choir or intentionally causing trouble. She was small for her age standing just under 5 feet and was a bit annoyed at always being labeled “one of the kids” still, despite being far from a kid. But she had come to terms with it. Sam’s parents had been quite old when they got together and Sam being an only child (although her mom was now pregnant 2 months with a younger sister) was left the youngest of her cousins by far, most of them had kids of their own, some closer to her age than her actual cousins.
They had driven the 4 hours to the city where Sam’s mother’s family lived the day before and arrived late at her aunt’s house who was putting them up. Sam’s uncle owned an RV dealership and had a huge garage at home full of old broken cars and other antiques. Her aunt had been a young mother and stay at home mom until their kids grew up and moved out and now ran a daycare center out of her house so the place was full of baby proof barriers and kid’s movies and such things. This day care service was heavily utilized by the rest of the family and the hordes of children that accompanied it everywhere it went.
The morning after arriving Sam’s parents as well as her aunt and uncle had left for the mall to do some shopping and have a last peaceful lunch before “The horde arrived” Sam had been invited to join them but being a teenager she had opted for sleep instead. She woke up about noon without bothering to change out of her PJ’s (they were fleece one piece Pajamas with closed feet that her aunt had made for her the year before) and went to her aunt’s kitchen to make some toast (this was common practice for their family) after eating she went back downstairs to watch some TV after sorting through the channels and piles of movies and ended up watching a kids film about a lost dog that almost made her cry.
Around 4PM he parents called to see if she wanted to come with them to her cousin’s place now or in an hour or two with her aunt. Sam looked down at herself still in her PJ’s with her hair still tied up from sleeping and told her mom she needed at least an hour still.
Sam stepped out of the bathroom 20 min later freshened up but still in her Pj’s and still with her hair up to the sound of the front door opening and her aunt calling her.
“Sam??”
“Down here” Sam called.
Her aunt, Debbie, came down the stairs; she was doing pretty well for her mid-40s one of the benefits of having kids young Sam thought.
“Your mom told us you needed a ride. Are you ready to go? Were running late”
“Ow, my mom said you would be going for an hour or so, that’s why I didn’t go with her. I not dressed or anything” She held out her hands to demonstrate that she was still wearing her pajamas
“Where running quite late so if you need to change do it now, but you should be fine, we're just going to Amanda's place,”
Sam debated it for a moment but she didn’t really care there family was close and it wasn’t a big deal, the only thing that bugged her a bit was being thrown in with the younger kids but there wasn’t much she could do about that anyway and she didn’t want to hold her aunt up any more than she had already.
“I guess I’m fine”
Sam followed her aunt up stars and put her winter coat on over her Pj’s and her winter boots on her feet before following her aunt to her van where her uncle was waiting. Suddenly her aunt stopped mid step in the driveway.
“Oww shit” Swearing was very out of character for Aunt Debbie.
Sam waited her aunt appeared to be counting silently in her head.
“Ted?! Are Amanda’s kids coming back here with us after?” (Ted was Sam’s uncle in law but she thought of him as her uncle)
Ted clicked his tongue and nodded realizing the problem. Aunt Debbie was at the side door of the van looking at the seats, there were currently a variety of car seats occupying all of the available seating in the back of the van. Sam’s aunt turned to her and sighed.
“Sam honey would you mind riding in a seat? I know you wouldn’t normally of course but I can’t take any out as I’ll need them later tonight to haul all the kids back here after dinner, and it really isn’t safe for any of the younger kids to ride in a normal seat belt.”
Sam was a bit thrown
“I dunno like I would but am I not a bit big, wouldn’t it be unsafe?”
“Oh no!” Her Debbie jumped in “I have the frontier 85 your mom gave me a few years ago I would never ask you to ride in a seat that wasn’t designed to be safe for someone your size” Sam recalled the frontier booster seat her mom had had her in it until she was 14 due to her small size, she was fine with that seat.
“ow ok I guess” She debated fighting it more but it was a long drive and she didn’t want her uncle to have to make it twice anyway.
Sam followed her aunt to the door of the car.
“Are you 100 lb's yet pardon my asking?”
Sam shook her head “95 ish”
“Ok good just making sure, right up here dear”
Sam stepped into the van, it was quite high up and a big step, her aunt helped her by taking her arm unbidden.
Sam stopped when she saw the seat, when she had used it as a teenager it had just been a booster seat but now it had a web of black straps hanging off of it.
“Is that the seat?” Sam asked hesitantly
“Yes, I suppose you mom just used it as a booster; the straps are removable but I use it with younger kids so I put them back on”
“Ow ok” Sam figure her aunt would proceed to remove the straps hanging from the seat.
“Are you going to take them off or?”
“We actually don’t need to, you’re at the upper limit but you’re still ok.” Sam balked, taking a half a step backwards, surly her aunt didn't seriously expect her to ride in the seat strapped in like a baby. Riding in the booster seat was one thing, but this was a whole different matter.
“Could you remove them tho? That’s just a bit weird, I mean I’m ok with sitting on the seat with a normal seat belt but that’s a bit much.” Sam had taken another small step away from the seat but was now up against the back of the passenger seat, unable to retreat further.
“I know it’s a bit odd Sam but It would take me the better part of an hour to take them off and then put them back on at the other end, there's no seat belt on that middle seat so I would have to switch it with one of the infant seats on the sides, and then switch them back again later. All just to appease your sense of teenage embarrassment.”
Sam was far from convinced and was getting a bit distressed by her Aunt’s apparent insistence, how could she seriously expect her to ride strapped into a car seat?
“Samantha please, we are very late and everyone will be waiting for us to eat, I am very tired and not in the mood, are you going to get in the seat or not?”
Sam opened her mouth to protest again staring at the web of black straps. but then closed it and exhaled a deep breath. She couln’t beleave her sunt was insisting she do this. Sam turned around lowing herself into the seat. Her aunt smiled
“Thank you Sam, you’re a dear”
The seat was extremely soft, the straps where all underneath her so she had to sit up to pull them out. Sam started trying to adjust all the seatbelts that made up the harness. She could see the harness had two shoulder belts that went down over her chest and then off to the sides to form a lap belt. The two straps came together and buckled into a third strap that came up between her legs towards the front of the seat. It was simple enough, she had seen these kinds of seats enough to understand how it worked, however, the seatbelts would not fit around her correctly and she was having a difficult time with the whole matter.
"Here Sam, let me help you." Sam stopped messing around with the seat belts and allowed the older woman to just do it for her. The problem she was having was not that she didn't know how the harness fit, it was that it was too small. The car seat was adjusted for the kids her aunt drove around. Needless to say Sam was a fair bit bigger. Her aunt made a few adjustments. Sam just sat in an awkward silence as her aunt worked around her, letting a fair bit of slack out of the straps.
“Ok arm though here please hun”
Her aunt held up the right side of the harness and Sam managed to slip her arm through. That strap now came down over her shoulder and lay on her chest, she shifted slightly as her aunt leaned across her, still more than a little uneasy with the situation.
“Ok and this side” Her aunt repeated the process on Sam’s left. This time Sam caught her arm on the harness slightly and had to lean a bit to her right to get her wrist through. Once through however the straps, amazingly, left plenty of slack for her aunt to do up the buckle. Sam sat up in the seat as her aunt took the strap between her legs in hand and snapped each half of the harness into it. She was technically now buckled into a child's car seat harness. She could not believe this had happened. To Sam’s further embarrassment her aunt took the adjustment strap in hand and pulled, taking out the slack in the straps. The harness pulled in around Sam changing the sensation completely. Up until this point the harness had been an awkward idea, now it was very much a reality, the straps pressed into her shoulders and waist, she couldn't move her torso at all, her aunt yanked a final time snugging the straps down over the girl so that they pressed into her pajamas and held her firmly in the seat. Finally, she fastened a clip that laid across the top of the girl’s chest at about her armpit level that kept the two shoulder straps together. At this point Sam’s face was a bright shade of pink, she shifted around in the seat a bit, trying to get used to the sensation. She felt like she wanted to get out and move, the idea of being really restrained was not something she was used to. Even knowing she could push the button at any time and release the straps didn't help. It was incredibly awkward to be strapped into the seat, normally Sam’s instincts when embarrassed would lead her to leave the room or at least walk away and hide her face, but she was stuck there, held in place. Sam closed her eyes and took a breath, relaxing herself.
She had ridden in this exact seat not more than a few years ago and the warm cushy fabric and high panels on her left and right where very familiar to her, but the harness straps crossing over her upper body where a totally new sensation. A normal seat belt was so low impact it was easy to forget you had one on at all, that was far from the case here, the straps over her shoulders pressed her tightly into the seat back, the lap belt and the strap between her legs kept her but pressed back into the corner of the seat and prevented her from slouching. Sam had expected it to be uncomfortable but that was far from the case, she was finding the experience to be rather pleasant and found herself missing her old seat a bit, it even smelled familiar to her, up until she turned 14 she had ridden it it as long as she could remember, tho she had been in a booster long enough to not recall the feeling of being strapped in like this.
Her aunt climbed into the passenger seat as Ted started the van and began to back out of the driveway.
“You ok back there?”
“Ya, it’s actually pretty comfy” It was, she did have to admit.
“A lot of the kids say that, that seat is one of their favorites”
Sam blushed again at being reminded that she was in fact in a seat meant for young kids. The drive to her cousin’s house would take around 45 min Sam realized she was strangely glad to have that long to be in the seat. She tried to wriggle around a bit, exploring the restrictions the harness put on her. The strap between her legs was quite tight against her and just as it prevented her from slouching the shoulder straps held her down and prevented her from sitting up, she couldn’t even shrug when she tried that, she shifted her legs back and forth wiggling her bottom but couldn’t really change her position at all.
“Sorry about that” Sam looked up to see her aunt had caught her wriggling around.
“Is the leg strap a bit uncomfortable? There’s a pad that normally provides a bit of cushioning I had it off for some reason tho, it didn’t even occur to me”
“It’s ok “Sam smiled to confirm the statement “I’m just shifting a bit, not used to being held down like this” Sam bucked a bit against the straps to demonstrate her point. Her Aunt laughed.
“Maybe it should be standard procedure for teens, help keep them under control”
“ya maybe” Sam agreed, It didn't seem the time to remind her aunt that 18 was not really a “teen”.
They spent the remainder of the drive talking about what she had been doing over the last year and how school was going, they hadn’t gotten to talk much yet having only arrived late the night before. Sam wriggled around from time to time but not out of any real discomfort. Finally they arrived at her cousin’s house and pulled into the driveway. At this point Sam wasn’t really embarrassed about the seat anymore but it wouldn’t have mattered if she did as her mother and her mom’s sister Amanda were standing in the driveway when they pulled up and walked down to the car to greet them. Her mom burst out laughing when she saw how her daughter had ridden over, Amanda just smiled and shook her head bemused. Debbie Stepped out of the car and explained how Sam had been good enough to ride in the seat to save them the time of making two trips as the younger girl attempted to unbuckle herself from the seat, it took her a few tries but she did manage it on her own and the harness fell away from her. Sam felt a bit of regret, looking back now that it was over the experience had been quite enjoyable. She shook off the straps and extracted herself from the seat to stand in the driveway with the older women, wondering if she would ever get to ride in a seat like that again, silently she promised herself she would.
Chapter One, Part One
It was mid-December and Sam and her family were visiting family down south. At the end of her teenage years and entering young adulthood sam was starting to crave independence, but was still very cooperative and helpful around the house, never complaining about a choir or intentionally causing trouble. She was small for her age standing just under 5 feet and was a bit annoyed at always being labeled “one of the kids” still, despite being far from a kid. But she had come to terms with it. Sam’s parents had been quite old when they got together and Sam being an only child (although her mom was now pregnant 2 months with a younger sister) was left the youngest of her cousins by far, most of them had kids of their own, some closer to her age than her actual cousins.
They had driven the 4 hours to the city where Sam’s mother’s family lived the day before and arrived late at her aunt’s house who was putting them up. Sam’s uncle owned an RV dealership and had a huge garage at home full of old broken cars and other antiques. Her aunt had been a young mother and stay at home mom until their kids grew up and moved out and now ran a daycare center out of her house so the place was full of baby proof barriers and kid’s movies and such things. This day care service was heavily utilized by the rest of the family and the hordes of children that accompanied it everywhere it went.
The morning after arriving Sam’s parents as well as her aunt and uncle had left for the mall to do some shopping and have a last peaceful lunch before “The horde arrived” Sam had been invited to join them but being a teenager she had opted for sleep instead. She woke up about noon without bothering to change out of her PJ’s (they were fleece one piece Pajamas with closed feet that her aunt had made for her the year before) and went to her aunt’s kitchen to make some toast (this was common practice for their family) after eating she went back downstairs to watch some TV after sorting through the channels and piles of movies and ended up watching a kids film about a lost dog that almost made her cry.
Around 4PM he parents called to see if she wanted to come with them to her cousin’s place now or in an hour or two with her aunt. Sam looked down at herself still in her PJ’s with her hair still tied up from sleeping and told her mom she needed at least an hour still.
Sam stepped out of the bathroom 20 min later freshened up but still in her Pj’s and still with her hair up to the sound of the front door opening and her aunt calling her.
“Sam??”
“Down here” Sam called.
Her aunt, Debbie, came down the stairs; she was doing pretty well for her mid-40s one of the benefits of having kids young Sam thought.
“Your mom told us you needed a ride. Are you ready to go? Were running late”
“Ow, my mom said you would be going for an hour or so, that’s why I didn’t go with her. I not dressed or anything” She held out her hands to demonstrate that she was still wearing her pajamas
“Where running quite late so if you need to change do it now, but you should be fine, we're just going to Amanda's place,”
Sam debated it for a moment but she didn’t really care there family was close and it wasn’t a big deal, the only thing that bugged her a bit was being thrown in with the younger kids but there wasn’t much she could do about that anyway and she didn’t want to hold her aunt up any more than she had already.
“I guess I’m fine”
Sam followed her aunt up stars and put her winter coat on over her Pj’s and her winter boots on her feet before following her aunt to her van where her uncle was waiting. Suddenly her aunt stopped mid step in the driveway.
“Oww shit” Swearing was very out of character for Aunt Debbie.
Sam waited her aunt appeared to be counting silently in her head.
“Ted?! Are Amanda’s kids coming back here with us after?” (Ted was Sam’s uncle in law but she thought of him as her uncle)
Ted clicked his tongue and nodded realizing the problem. Aunt Debbie was at the side door of the van looking at the seats, there were currently a variety of car seats occupying all of the available seating in the back of the van. Sam’s aunt turned to her and sighed.
“Sam honey would you mind riding in a seat? I know you wouldn’t normally of course but I can’t take any out as I’ll need them later tonight to haul all the kids back here after dinner, and it really isn’t safe for any of the younger kids to ride in a normal seat belt.”
Sam was a bit thrown
“I dunno like I would but am I not a bit big, wouldn’t it be unsafe?”
“Oh no!” Her Debbie jumped in “I have the frontier 85 your mom gave me a few years ago I would never ask you to ride in a seat that wasn’t designed to be safe for someone your size” Sam recalled the frontier booster seat her mom had had her in it until she was 14 due to her small size, she was fine with that seat.
“ow ok I guess” She debated fighting it more but it was a long drive and she didn’t want her uncle to have to make it twice anyway.
Sam followed her aunt to the door of the car.
“Are you 100 lb's yet pardon my asking?”
Sam shook her head “95 ish”
“Ok good just making sure, right up here dear”
Sam stepped into the van, it was quite high up and a big step, her aunt helped her by taking her arm unbidden.
Sam stopped when she saw the seat, when she had used it as a teenager it had just been a booster seat but now it had a web of black straps hanging off of it.
“Is that the seat?” Sam asked hesitantly
“Yes, I suppose you mom just used it as a booster; the straps are removable but I use it with younger kids so I put them back on”
“Ow ok” Sam figure her aunt would proceed to remove the straps hanging from the seat.
“Are you going to take them off or?”
“We actually don’t need to, you’re at the upper limit but you’re still ok.” Sam balked, taking a half a step backwards, surly her aunt didn't seriously expect her to ride in the seat strapped in like a baby. Riding in the booster seat was one thing, but this was a whole different matter.
“Could you remove them tho? That’s just a bit weird, I mean I’m ok with sitting on the seat with a normal seat belt but that’s a bit much.” Sam had taken another small step away from the seat but was now up against the back of the passenger seat, unable to retreat further.
“I know it’s a bit odd Sam but It would take me the better part of an hour to take them off and then put them back on at the other end, there's no seat belt on that middle seat so I would have to switch it with one of the infant seats on the sides, and then switch them back again later. All just to appease your sense of teenage embarrassment.”
Sam was far from convinced and was getting a bit distressed by her Aunt’s apparent insistence, how could she seriously expect her to ride strapped into a car seat?
“Samantha please, we are very late and everyone will be waiting for us to eat, I am very tired and not in the mood, are you going to get in the seat or not?”
Sam opened her mouth to protest again staring at the web of black straps. but then closed it and exhaled a deep breath. She couln’t beleave her sunt was insisting she do this. Sam turned around lowing herself into the seat. Her aunt smiled
“Thank you Sam, you’re a dear”
The seat was extremely soft, the straps where all underneath her so she had to sit up to pull them out. Sam started trying to adjust all the seatbelts that made up the harness. She could see the harness had two shoulder belts that went down over her chest and then off to the sides to form a lap belt. The two straps came together and buckled into a third strap that came up between her legs towards the front of the seat. It was simple enough, she had seen these kinds of seats enough to understand how it worked, however, the seatbelts would not fit around her correctly and she was having a difficult time with the whole matter.
"Here Sam, let me help you." Sam stopped messing around with the seat belts and allowed the older woman to just do it for her. The problem she was having was not that she didn't know how the harness fit, it was that it was too small. The car seat was adjusted for the kids her aunt drove around. Needless to say Sam was a fair bit bigger. Her aunt made a few adjustments. Sam just sat in an awkward silence as her aunt worked around her, letting a fair bit of slack out of the straps.
“Ok arm though here please hun”
Her aunt held up the right side of the harness and Sam managed to slip her arm through. That strap now came down over her shoulder and lay on her chest, she shifted slightly as her aunt leaned across her, still more than a little uneasy with the situation.
“Ok and this side” Her aunt repeated the process on Sam’s left. This time Sam caught her arm on the harness slightly and had to lean a bit to her right to get her wrist through. Once through however the straps, amazingly, left plenty of slack for her aunt to do up the buckle. Sam sat up in the seat as her aunt took the strap between her legs in hand and snapped each half of the harness into it. She was technically now buckled into a child's car seat harness. She could not believe this had happened. To Sam’s further embarrassment her aunt took the adjustment strap in hand and pulled, taking out the slack in the straps. The harness pulled in around Sam changing the sensation completely. Up until this point the harness had been an awkward idea, now it was very much a reality, the straps pressed into her shoulders and waist, she couldn't move her torso at all, her aunt yanked a final time snugging the straps down over the girl so that they pressed into her pajamas and held her firmly in the seat. Finally, she fastened a clip that laid across the top of the girl’s chest at about her armpit level that kept the two shoulder straps together. At this point Sam’s face was a bright shade of pink, she shifted around in the seat a bit, trying to get used to the sensation. She felt like she wanted to get out and move, the idea of being really restrained was not something she was used to. Even knowing she could push the button at any time and release the straps didn't help. It was incredibly awkward to be strapped into the seat, normally Sam’s instincts when embarrassed would lead her to leave the room or at least walk away and hide her face, but she was stuck there, held in place. Sam closed her eyes and took a breath, relaxing herself.
She had ridden in this exact seat not more than a few years ago and the warm cushy fabric and high panels on her left and right where very familiar to her, but the harness straps crossing over her upper body where a totally new sensation. A normal seat belt was so low impact it was easy to forget you had one on at all, that was far from the case here, the straps over her shoulders pressed her tightly into the seat back, the lap belt and the strap between her legs kept her but pressed back into the corner of the seat and prevented her from slouching. Sam had expected it to be uncomfortable but that was far from the case, she was finding the experience to be rather pleasant and found herself missing her old seat a bit, it even smelled familiar to her, up until she turned 14 she had ridden it it as long as she could remember, tho she had been in a booster long enough to not recall the feeling of being strapped in like this.
Her aunt climbed into the passenger seat as Ted started the van and began to back out of the driveway.
“You ok back there?”
“Ya, it’s actually pretty comfy” It was, she did have to admit.
“A lot of the kids say that, that seat is one of their favorites”
Sam blushed again at being reminded that she was in fact in a seat meant for young kids. The drive to her cousin’s house would take around 45 min Sam realized she was strangely glad to have that long to be in the seat. She tried to wriggle around a bit, exploring the restrictions the harness put on her. The strap between her legs was quite tight against her and just as it prevented her from slouching the shoulder straps held her down and prevented her from sitting up, she couldn’t even shrug when she tried that, she shifted her legs back and forth wiggling her bottom but couldn’t really change her position at all.
“Sorry about that” Sam looked up to see her aunt had caught her wriggling around.
“Is the leg strap a bit uncomfortable? There’s a pad that normally provides a bit of cushioning I had it off for some reason tho, it didn’t even occur to me”
“It’s ok “Sam smiled to confirm the statement “I’m just shifting a bit, not used to being held down like this” Sam bucked a bit against the straps to demonstrate her point. Her Aunt laughed.
“Maybe it should be standard procedure for teens, help keep them under control”
“ya maybe” Sam agreed, It didn't seem the time to remind her aunt that 18 was not really a “teen”.
They spent the remainder of the drive talking about what she had been doing over the last year and how school was going, they hadn’t gotten to talk much yet having only arrived late the night before. Sam wriggled around from time to time but not out of any real discomfort. Finally they arrived at her cousin’s house and pulled into the driveway. At this point Sam wasn’t really embarrassed about the seat anymore but it wouldn’t have mattered if she did as her mother and her mom’s sister Amanda were standing in the driveway when they pulled up and walked down to the car to greet them. Her mom burst out laughing when she saw how her daughter had ridden over, Amanda just smiled and shook her head bemused. Debbie Stepped out of the car and explained how Sam had been good enough to ride in the seat to save them the time of making two trips as the younger girl attempted to unbuckle herself from the seat, it took her a few tries but she did manage it on her own and the harness fell away from her. Sam felt a bit of regret, looking back now that it was over the experience had been quite enjoyable. She shook off the straps and extracted herself from the seat to stand in the driveway with the older women, wondering if she would ever get to ride in a seat like that again, silently she promised herself she would.
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