Outfitting

Sam's Adventures: Surprise Getaway
Chapter Nine, Part Three

Five min after passing the billboard we were driving down a small dirt road and could hear the sound of the river through the open windows. Sam was straining against the vest trying to get a good look out of the front window of the car. I pulled over and stopped momentarily turning around and reaching into the back seat to position a blanket over Sam, it looked a bit odd but covered most of the vest up.

A few min later we arrived at a gated entrance and were told to head down to the parking lot and sign in at the building by the beach. After passing through the gate it was a short drive down a fairly steep hill to the river the woods opened up on both sides to the campgrounds and resort facilities, it was mid-week the campground was pretty empty. I parked the car a ways away from everyone else and moved around to the back to let Sam out.

“Finally” Sam rattled her wrist in its cuff.

“Please, you did worse to me and you know it”

Sam simply scowled in response

I leaned in and unclipped the vest from the car seat again, helping her to get out of the back seat to stand on the gravel of the parking area. Sam cringed as she straightened up and remained half bent at the waist. The Jeep was between us and most of the occupied areas, and those where sparsely occupied anyway.

“Turn around” I instructed her.

Sam rolled her eye but complied; I bent to unclip the crotch straps but couldn’t resist one last opportunity for revenge and grabbed the shoulder straps instead giving her one good hoist almost lifting her feet of the ground. Sam’s eyes became the size of dinner plates and she bit her lip screaming into it and thrashing her arms against the straps. I laughed and dropped her down again; Sam was now bent over almost 90deg at the waist trying to grab at the crotch straps but was prevented by the wrist cuffs. I Leaned down again and unclipped the crotch straps I had to pull them to get them to fall down as they had given her enough of a wedge to get stuck. Sam fell back on her but and stared at me, her eyes full of fire. I actually felt a bit bad now I had hoisted her a lot more than I meant too. I grinned stupidly.

“Sorry didn’t mean to lift you that hard”

“I’m sure” Sam mumbled still staring unblinking. I was pretty sure this little stunt was going to come back to haunt me, now I really regretted it.

I squatted next to her and unclipped her wrists and upper arm restraints, I was half expecting to get slapped but Sam was more concerned with massaging her damaged area, like a guy who’d been sacked. I helped her get to her feet, feeling worse as she walked with a slight limp now. I stashed the vest in the back of the jeep, locked it, and we headed over to the small brown building by the river to sign in.

I had paid for everything in advance so the sing in was pretty fast, the woman at the desk basically took our names and gave us each a wrist band. They also gave us a small combination locker to keep our car keys in so we didn't lose them on the river. We went and retrieved the tent and camping gear from the car and set up camp at an empty site near the river (a bit secluded) The first rafting trip would take place tomorrow morning at 8:00 AM sharp. With camp set up we went to go get some food and then some, to be much needed, sleep.

We woke up at around 7am, dressed, and went to the large pavilion where a breakfast of eggs, sausage, pancakes and just about anything else you wanted was being served buffet style. We were told by a passing guide to eat a lot but not stuff ourselves and risk cramping. After breakfast we joined a large number of other rafters and were assigned our guide. Our river guide was named Clara she looked to be in her late 20s and had her brown hair tied back, we followed her away from the main group for our safety briefing.

Clara had in her position a paddle helmet and standard issue lifejacket with which to demonstrate. She started by holding out the lifejacket. It had three straps across the front and a fourth lower down that went tight across the waist. There were three adjustable straps on either side to tighten it up, the shoulder straps were also adjustable, and of course it had a pair of crotch straps that hung down from the back.

Clara slipped the lifejacket onto herself and explained the various features that were already quite apparent as she buckled up the front, following that she demonstrated ride up by lifting the jacket over her head. Dropping it back down she proceeded to explain how to tighten up the jacket by cinching up the straps on each side, she accomplished this with ease but recommended getting a buddy to help out as it can be tricky. Finally she explained that it was best not to be stingy in the cinching department as – she passed the first of the crotch straps between her legs “these will take your weight if the waist strap doesn’t” she buckled the second one and snugged them down. She also stressed the importance of a fourth strap that sat just below the foam of the jacket in preventing ride up.

Clara then went on to demonstrate fitting the helmet and went into detail about how to use the paddle and what to do when (not if) you fall out of the raft. We were riding in a 6 person raft as opposed to a 12 person so apparently falling out was guaranteed.

With our safety lecture complete we followed Clara to the equipment shed to pick out our gear.

The shed was an old wooden building open to the air on one side and along the tops of the walls. There were several bins filled with helmets and racks of paddles of various sizes and Life jackets, more lifejackets than I could count.

Sam took a life jacket off a hook and held it in both hands at arm’s length. She looked at it like a child with a new toy.

“Help me put it on!”

I smiled and moved forward, happy to oblige. I took the jacket from Sam and held it open while Sam turned around and slipped her arms through. She then stood with her arms held straight out and legs together as though she was at attention in the military. I maneuvered around to the front of her laughing. Sam was grinning widely; I clipped the three buckles together at the front working my way up from the bottom one. Whoever had worn this jacket previously must have been twice the size of her; the jacket hung so loose she looked like a 6 year old wearing her parents clothes, for a moment I doubted the “one size fits all” but then I pulled the straps on either side of her, shortening them up, again starting the bottom of the three. Amazingly the jacket quickly shrank to fit Sam’s tiny figure quite well, next I shortened up the shoulder straps so the jacket sat around her properly.

“Spread em” I stated crouching, Sam compiled more than was really necessary shuffling her feet away from each other so she stood with her feet nearly 3 feet apart, I reached between them and grabbed the two longer straps hanging loosely from just above her but and pulled them back through, snapping each into its respective buckle on the front of the jacket. Sam grunted slightly as I snugged them down, there was a considerable amount of slack on these as well; now hanging in front of Sam in the form of loose ends as the straps between her legs were very tight against her.

Sam straightened up again to her “At attention position”

“Don't forget the waist one”

Following this reminder I connected the final buckle at the very base of the jacket and pulled it as snug as I could. Sam dropped her arms believing we were finished; it was at this point that Amanda came up on us.

“How are you two making out?”

Amanda set to inspecting Sam’s jacket pulling up on the shoulders and the front of the jacket.

“We can snug this up a bit more”

Amanda pulled on each of the 3 adjustment straps on each side of the jacket so it tightened up around Sam considerably more. She must have noticed the smile/blush on Sam’s face as she did this. She smiled knowingly at Sam

“you like it tight?” Sam not really knowing how to respond nodded her head and blushed a bit more. Amanda smiled in return.

“So do I, this can be tighter still, lot of water on the river this year after all”

Amada proceed take hold of the center straps on each side of Sam’s jacket and placed her knee against the front of Sam’s life vest pulling the straps at least another 4 inches tight. With the center two tighter the top and bottom ones went tight easily; finally Amanda snugged up the shoulder straps in a similar fashion and gave the two crotch straps an extra pull for good measure. Sam half stumbled and half stepped back when she had finished, hugging the jacket with her arms.

Amanda picked a helmet out of a nearby bin and placed it over the smaller girls head , she had to crouch a bit to see under Sam's chin to buckle and tighten the strap.

Amanda turned to me pulling another vest from the wall.

“Here you go arms right through here” Amanda’s tone was a mixture of a circus performer and a baby sitter; both theatrical and calming. I turned almost without meaning to and felt behind me for the arm holes -- I felt the jacket pass over my arms as Amanda slid the jacket over them and placed it over my shoulders. A moment later she was in front of me connecting buckles with expert speed. My jacket was a considerably better fit than Sam’s had been to start with, it was actually a bit snug, the person to last wear it may have been closer to Sam’s size than mine. Regardless the second Amada clipped the last of the four buckles into place she took hold of the adjustment straps and placed her knee against the front of my jacket as she had with Sam a moment earlier. I felt her knee press forward even through the thick foam of the jacket as she pulled back on the straps, surely pulling as hard as she was able. The jacket seemed to physically shrink around me pulling inward relentlessly. I could barely breath it was so tight, Amada reached around my side to grab the two hanging straps and passed them between my legs to her other hand I moved to spear my legs apart a bit but by now she was already buckling them into place at the front,

The straps were already short enough that I could feel them a bit but she tugged down on both straps snugging them up considerably, (tho not as uncomfortably tight as Sam would have made them). Amanda then fitted me with a helmet as she had sam, I left my arms hanging at my sides awkwardly as she clipped and tightened the strap. Finally she gave me a last check over tugging on the shoulder straps and pulling at the front parts of the jacket, hard enough to make me stumble a bit, satisfied she smiled.

“Ok I’ll see you two at the bus in 10!”

I turned to Sam who had watched the exchange but seemed more preoccupied with her jacket.

“What’d you think?”

She turned to me, took two steps forward and planted a kiss on my mouth.

Leaning back she stated simply.

“Best gift ever… But I still owe you one form before”

“Whaa?------“

“I cringed and sam yanked down on my crotch straps HARD with her left hand while I had been off guard”

I cringed and gasped

“Now we’re even” She smiled sweetly and danced away in the general direction of the bus, hugging her life jacket tightly as she went”

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.

Surprise

Sam's Adventures: Surprise Getaway
Chapter Nine, Part One

Just under two months had gone by my since me and Sam spent the weekend at her family’s cottage. After I warmed up to and learned to enjoy the feeling of being safely strapped into the various objects Sam had procured I had thoroughly enjoyed the weekend. We spent most of the time swimming and taking turns buckling each other into various devices, we worked our way down the entire wall of lifejackets. At the end of the weekend it was Sam who rode back to town in the car seat, not that it was really by choice, she enjoyed it anyway. I had been planning a surprise trip for her for a few weeks now it had taken a bit of recherché and a slightly uncomfortable chunk of my savings but the time was finally here. Id hadn’t told her anything other than to come over to my place and be prepared to be away from home for a few days. Just for fun I was waiting behind the garage for her, I heard the Van pull up in the driveway and I knew she had arrived finally I waited until the van pulled away and I heard her walking up the steps before coming around the corner and grabbing her from behind.
Sam walked up the steps wondering excitedly about what was to come in the next couple of days she heard a step and started to turn.

Sam’s scream was cut short by my hand as it clapped down on her mouth, my other arm was wrapped around her upper body pinning her arms to her chest and holding her body tightly to mine.

“Are you ready for you weekend getaway?” I whispered in her ear

I felt her body relax back into me at the sound of my voice,

“Muumpa munna?” mumbling into my hand, Sam stuck her tong out liking my palm causing me to release my hold on her mouth.

“Gaaa! Ass Hole I thought I Was Gonna Die-- Mummph!” I clamped my hand back down and squeezed her more tightly with my arm.

“shush now”

She tried licking my hand again but I just ignored her.

Sam was wearing a pair of white short shorts and a light colored tank top her hair was long and loose She also had a medium sized duffle bag still clutched in one hand. I turned her around and took the duffle from her with my free hand, still holding her firmly and marched her back down the driveway towards my jeep.

Sam forced her head sideways to look at me with one deep brown questioning eye.

“Just wait” I smiled

I felt her tense slightly in anticipation.

When we reached the car I stopped and leaned in to her ear again

“No talking”

She nodded twice and I removed my hand from her mouth and used it to take hold of her shoulder turning her and positing her back against the car. I left her there and moved to place her duffle in the back. I also retrieved one of the blows to my savings account, before leaving the back of the jeep I looked around the edge to see Sam still standing rigidly in place but looking at me with marked curiosity.

“No peeking,” I instructed

She turned her head forward again and placed one hand over each eye with overemphasized arm movements that left her elbows at shoulder height.

I moved out from the back of the jeep and shook out the tangle of straps in my hands.

“Arms straight out, no peeking still”

Sam dropped her arms to reveal tightly clenched eyelids. She held her arms out straight forward as instructed. I hesitated and held the tangle of straps behind my back. As I suspected one brown eye popped open only to see me staring at it and close immediately, followed by a large innocent smile.

“No peeking” I repeated

I held the web of straps out again and shook it slightly to straighten out the straps. The item in my hands was called an Ez-On harness, I had found it shopping around online, they were and alternative to seat belts and provided much more security, they also sold a number of great accessories. It basically consisted of two shoulder straps, a waist strap and a strap that went around just under the armpits; it all closed together in the back with a zipper. There were also a pair of straps that went between the wearer's legs that I had had to buy separately.

I slipped the harness over her arms and positioned the straps over her shoulders. I could tell from her expression that she was confused as to what it was I was putting on her. I was glad I had been able to find something that stumped her. The curiosity was clearly killing her; her face was all scrunched up and she was biting away at her lower lip like she always does when she’s trying to figure something out.

“Turn around” I said moving her by her shoulders.

She complied slowly, dropping her arms to her sides.

I leaned down, connected the bottom halves of the vest and zipped it slowly; forcing the fabric at the back to connect, the vest was the perfect size, not too tight, but very snug.

Sam opened her mouth at last overcome by curiosity; I saw it coming by the drop in her shoulders

“What is—“

I stood up and clamped my hand over her mouth again, she opened her eyes but I held her head back so she was looking straight up with her neck exposed fully.

She looked at me upside-down pleadingly. I just smiled down at her.

“Just wait”

Her shoulders dropped again as she exhaled strongly.

“fmmnn” She mumbled into my hand closing her eyes again

I pulled a few handkerchiefs out of my back pocket and balled one up in one hand; as soon as I let go of her mouth I shoved it in. I followed up by tying the other around her head holding it in place. Sam mumbled complaints into it but didn’t try to dislodge it. I tied the final handkerchief around her face as a blindfold. 

Sam tossed her head back and forth in frustration but left her arms at her sides.

I knelt down behind her and pressed the back of each hand against the inside of each of her thighs signaling her to spread her legs apart. She stiffened slightly and complied; shuffling her feet apart. I placed one hand on her shoulder to get her to relax them and allow them to drop to a normal height before reaching between her legs and retrieving the loose ends of the crotch straps that were swinging freely from the fount of the strap on her hips. I pulled the straps between her legs and connected both fasteners, there was quite a bit of slack in them, I drew the slack through the right hand buckle slowly, causing the strap to tighten up against the fabric of her shorts, I then repeated this process on the left hand crotch strap. I waited an extra moment, recalling Sam’s treatment of me in the straightjacket before taking hold of each strap and giving them an extra solid tug, pulling down sharply, Sam jumped and mummphed into her gag. She bent forward slightly and stuck her hands between her legs.

I simply laughed a bit. “Maybe next time you’ll be a bit kinder with that straightjacket?” I took hold of each of her arms just below the shoulders and straightened her up, pulling her hands away from the crotch straps.

“Mummmm mumts muu might”

“What's that? Too tight? Don’t worry it’ll loosen up when you sit down”

I teased her but then took pity and loosened the straps ever so slightly but left them more than tight enough to be felt and keep the whole vest tightly snugged down.

Sam seemed to sense that the vest was completely fastened and began to explore it with her hands following the straps over her shoulders and the zipper panel in the small of her back, as best she could reach, she seemed particularly interested in the D rings attached to her shoulders and each side of her waist.

“mwuuut mss mmmmiss??” She questioned through her gag.

“Not done yet” I stated simply

I picked up several smaller pieces of webbing, the company sold several accessories including wrist and upper arm restraints.

“Arms up”

Sam raised her arms over her head and I attached the upper arm restraints to the belt that went around her chest just under armpit level.

“Ok down” As Sam lowered her arms I guided her right arm into position against her side before securing the arm restraint around her bicep and securing the fastex buckle, she tested the limit to her movement while I secured her left arm.

“mummph” She attempted to commented on the restraints.

“Ok wrists up”

I wrapped a similar webbing restraint around each of her bare wrists the fastex buckles giving audible clicks, the wrist restraints had clips to attach them to the D rings at her waist, I guided her hands into place and secured them.

Finally I knelt down again and wrapped a webbing restraint around each of her ankles.

I stood up brushing the dirt of my knees

“ok ready to go?”

“muuummmmm!!” Sam wasn’t happy about her blindfold

I laughed “ok ok” I reached around her head and untied the bandana removing it from her eyes. Then dropped my arms slightly and did the same for the one holding her gag in pulling it away. Sam blinked at me as I held my hand up the bandana in her mouth, she spit it out into my palm and I rolled it up in the others. Sam was busy studying the vest and trying to look over her shoulder, resting her arms against their restraints.

“What is this thing and where did you get it??” She was enthralled by it and pivoted left and right admiring it on herself.

“It's made by a company called EZ-ON, they make car harnesses for kids and adults and school busses and such”

“This is so cool! – wait! So this is a car harness? So I can wear it as a seatbelt?”

In answer I opened the back door and showed her the car mount I had installed on the seat, it basically wrapped around the seat and provided 4 clips two at the top of the seat for the Drings on the wearer's shoulders and two at the base for the Drings on the wearer's waist.

Sam leaned in and examined it “That’s so sweet! This is great”

“Sit down” I instructed her, She quickly obliged if a bit awkwardly due to her arm restraints. I leaned in after her and helped her scoot her but to the vary back of the seat before attaching the Drings at the waist Sam leaned back tight against the seat back but I still had to pull the vest up a bit to get the Drings on the shoulders connected.

Sam seemed quite content to her situation. Before leaving her I pushed her legs together and connected the clips on her ankle restraints, Sam moved her feet around in unison in response and smiled at me.

“So where are we going?”

“It’s a surprise, but you're going to love it”

With that I shut the door and moved around to the back hatch to snug up the seat mount giving it a couple solid tugs before moving to the driver's seat and beginning the trip. '

To be continued…

Morning

Sam's Adventures: Weekend Away
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.

The Cabin

Sam's Adventures: Weekend Away
Chapter Eight, Part Three

I awoke an unknown amount of time later, I slowly shook the sleep from my head and rolled my shoulders to help loosen them up, I was somewhat limited in this as a result of my hands still being tied to the back of the seat. My mouth was dry from the gag and I worked some spit in my mouth to moisten it. I tried to lean forward to see the clock on the dashboard but the harness didn't allow for any movement still and I couldn't see around the passenger seat well enough to read it. Of course the gag prevented me from asking Sam as well so I resigned myself to slouching down in the seat and looking out the window. I spent what felt like the next hour or so shifting around in the seat; pushing up against the shoulder straps or slouching down on the waist belt and crotch strap. I experimented with shifting left and right as well but the seats couture combined with the tightness of the straps held me firmly pressed into the cushion of the seat. suddenly I felt the car slow and turn and looked up to see that Sam was turning off the main road onto a small gravel one. A moment of regret flashed through me and I found myself whiting that the drive wasn't so colas to over, I arched my back and pressed myself against the straps trying to get the most out of my last few moments. As it turned out the drive up the gravel road was longer than I remembered it and I had another 20 minutes or so to enjoy the seat before sam finally pulled up in front of a small log cabin by a lake. the property was surrounded by thick forest and had no lawn, there was about 20 meters from the cabin down a path to the boat house and the lake. The door next to me slid open and I turned to see sam looking at me, She smiled and placed her hand on my leg, I suddenly realized I had still been shifting around against the straps. Sam grinned and leaned forward slightly

"I'll give you a few more minutes to enjoy the seat" she pressed her hand up along my thigh and leaned in kissing me through my tape gag. pressing my head back into the seat cushion. Her other hand on my shoulder pressed my body down against the crotch strap and her hand on my thigh slowly moved upwards. I moaned softly as she suddenly pulled away smiling.

I rolled my head back against the seat as Sam moved around behind the vehicle and began unloading.

After what seamed like a very short period of time Sam appeared again with the key in hand, again I felt a twinge of regret as she climbed into the backseat. Sam paused to brush the hair out of her face before inserting the key into the lock, she looked up at me and smiled

"Don't worry I've got lots more planned inside"

with that she turned the key and pressed the buckle casing the straps the disconnect and releasing my body from its position in the seat. Sam took both my hands and half pulled me out of the moulding of the seat, I was extremely stiff from the ride and moved slowly flowing her up the front steps.

Sam let go of my hands to turn and unlock the door, ten holding it open with one foot she turned back to m with a fresh grin and grabbed my hand leading me inside. The interior of the cabin was small and cozy but not too cramped, It consisted of one long room divided into two by a dividing wall that left room to walk from one side to the other. It has cedar walls that gave it a clean earthy smell and the floor was a thickish from rug that had seen many winters. The walls were decorated with a few old paintings and photos. The kitchen and eating/living area was on the side of the cabin that the door was located on the other side had a double bed and a more recently installed bathroom. The cabin ran off its own water supply so there was no shower or hot water but the lake was nearby and more refreshing anyway.

Sam led me past the kitchen table and around the dividing wall to the other end of the cabin. Once there she turned to face me and directed me towards the bed.

"Sit down"

Sam leaned down and fished something that out from under the bed, it looked like a large white canvas folded up. Sam pulled it up and shook it out and I suddenly realized that, although I had never seen one, I knew exactly what it was, it was one of those jackets they put on insane people, I couldn't remember what they were called.

'Come on', Sam said holding it out in front of her, her dark brown hair lying neatly on her shoulders.

At this point I was quite put off, to be honest I was kinda curious about what it would be like but I was also somewhat nervous about it.

Almost unconsciously I moved towards her, she had to hold the jacket up to compensate for our height difference, when I hesitated she let go out one had of the jacket to guide my left arm into the sleeve, my outstretched fingers hitting the sealed end of the heavy canvas. She held up the other side of the jacket and I slowly but willingly slid my right arm into the other. Sam gave me a smile as my reward.

'Turn around', Sam instructed, pulling on my shoulder. I complied slowly, my knees where shaking. She pulled the jacket further up over my shoulders, as she did so, my hands balled into fists, compensating for the lack of space the sleeves afford me, though, with a little effort and maneuvering, I am able to outstretch them again. I look down at my canvas encased arms, the material so thick as to obscure my knuckles beneath an inch of white. The heaviness of this jacket was quite apparent, a good few pounds lying on my shoulders.

Sam began to fiddle with the straps at the back and my heart wouldn't stop beating, I took a deep breath to try and steal it. Sam noticed and leaned forward going on tiptoes to put her head next to mine.

"It's ok, just relax" She squeezed my shoulders and kissed me on the cheek, I took another breath and calmed down just as Sam pulled the first strap at the top of my back tight. The Strap pulled the top part of the jacket tightly around me, strangely the tight canvas hugging me was reassuring and helped to steady my nerves. Sam continued securing the back of the jacket, one-by-one the straps were tied and I felt the jacket closing in on my body more and more, wrapping around me tightly like a cocoon. As the last strap was pulled tight I felt Sam's arms on my waist directing me to turn around, as I did so she took my arms and guided them through a small canvas loop on the front of the jacket, I loved the way she bit her lip unconsciously as she focused. She looked up at me and smiled before turning me around again. My heart began to go again as I realized that I would be completely helpless once she fastened the strap binding my arms. Before I even fully knew how I felt about having my arms restrained I Felt the strap pull tight the canvas forcing my arms around me in a hug and pressing tightly against my shoulders squeezing them in. I tried to pull my arms apart and was met with tight canvas and no give.

At this point Sam kneeled down smoothing out the bottom of the jacket a little, ensuring it is was neatly in line with just above my hips. After a moment she stands up to her full height, more than half a foot beneath mine, and confidently grabs the strap hanging between my legs.

"mummph" I Muttered nervous about the look in her eyes.

She stopped and looked up at me.

"Sorry babe but this is for your own safety, that's what this weekend is all about, and you need to wear it properly for it to work correctly." She gave me an evil smile and passed the crotch strap between my legs threading the strap through the rear buckle of the jacket and tightly pulling it down in a swift motion. The entire jacket as a result of this, bears down on me even more than it had, firmly atop my shoulders and between my legs. She senses my slight discomfort, and eases off on the strap a ever so slightly, tho it was still plenty tight. She finished buckling the strap and I felt her slot the excess crotch strap through a point above the buckle, neatly housing the top of the strap. I tried raising my shoulders and arms a little bit to test the security of the jacket. Immediately the crotch strap pressed up between my legs and backside, the entire jacket seemingly tightening in an instant, until I lower my shoulders to their regular position.

Sam stood in front of me as tho she was admiring her handiwork. After a moment she smiled and stepped forward grabbing the front loop and pulling me down to kiss me through my gag. when she broke away she smiled and pulled me out into the kitchen and sat me down at the table she moved around behind my chair and somehow fastened the jacket to the chair back, whatever she did did not give me enough mobility to turn and see what it was, the most I could turn my head just afforded me a view of the top most strap of the jacket.

Sam moved to the kitchen and filled two glasses with water and put some pizza rolls in the toaster oven. she returned to the table.

"I'm going to remove you gag and give you something to eat and drink but ONE word and it goes back in and no food or water! Nod if you understand."

I nodded

Sam leaned across the table and peeled the tape off my mouth and plucked the sock from my mouth with two fingers depositing it on the table within arm's reach she then placed a roll of duct tape next to it, as a message. She waited a moment, looking at me like, a very cute, Iraqi interrogator when I remained silent she picked up her chair and moved around the table to sit next to me, she then proceed to lift one glass to my mouth and offered me small sips of water that I gratefully gulped down.

A moment later the toaster oven dinged and she got up to retrieve the pizza rolls. She cut into one and tried a peace herself first to make sure the temperature was ok she then placed one in my mouth for me to eat and went back and forth eating one herself and then giving me one. After a little while she asked me if i'd had enough to eat and I nodded and she said ok time for bed then. She moved to replaced the gag in my mouth but i shook my head quickly side to side and she hesitated cocking her head to one side and placing one hand on her waist.

"Do you PROMISE not to talk?"

I nodded quickly

she hesitated

"Ok but ONE WORD and it'll go back in and be a lot worse!"

she untied me from the chair and pulled me up and lead me back across the cabin. When we reached the far side she asked me if I wanted to use the bathroom I nodded and she undid the crotch strap and unzipped my pants for me holding the door to the bathroom open. I when in and after some jumping around managed to do my business. Sam then re-secured my crotch strap pulling it just as tightly as before causing me to wince slightly. She then instructed me to lie down on the bed and tied the jacket to the headboard forcing me to remain in bed. She smiled at me.

"Tomorrow we can go swimming"

Finally Sam lay down next to me and turned off the light, swimming didn't sound too bad but then I had no way of knowing what she had planned and I didn't dare ask for fear of the gag going back in. I would just have to wait and see.