Lori's London Vacation

          As the airliner crossed from flying over water to the English
countryside, Lori watched with growing excitement. She had been
anticipating this vacation for a long time; she was finally going to
visit the country she had dreamed of for over three years. The lush
green country beneath her looked like a fairyland in the early spring
sunshine. It was one of those unusual sunny days and Lori knew that
there would be more rainy ones than sunny. She had come prepared though.
She had packed all of her rainy day clothes, including her few rubber
items. She loved wearing the rubber skirt she had bought just before
coming on the trip and also her long rubber raincoat, but her most
treasured item was a rubber corset bought through a mail order house. It
had been made in England, and fit her perfectly, squeezing her normal
24" waist down to a waspy 19". She loved the figure it gave her.
          Lori was a latex and bondage enthusiast, and had been for as
long as she could remember.  One of the main purposes of her trip was to
add to her collection of bondage and rubber goods. She had heard from a
few of her friends about the numerous rubber and latex boutiques in the
London area, and was prepared to spend money and time in them. (She had
no idea how much time.)

          After the plane had landed and Lori had gone through customs,
she gathered her baggage and moved off to find a taxi. She had
researched her trip thoroughly and had made hotel reservations near
where several latex clothing stores were located. Even though she was
tired from the long
trip, she was hoping to visit one of the shops she had heard of right
away.
          After arriving at the hotel, Lori unpacked and took a shower.
She decided that she would wear her corset under her lacy lingerie and
spring dress. It always gave her a thrill as the laces pulled tightly
closed and the pressure increased, pulling her waist into the familiar
hourglass shape. Unlike a normal corset made of satin or leather, the
rubber continuously exerted force on her body, pushing it inward, and
this was intensely exciting to Lori. She finished dressing, putting on
her black heels, brushing her hair and checking on her makeup. Then off
she went to see what delights the boutique held.  Not knowing that this
would only be the beginning of her most unusual vacation ever.

          London's streets were still busy at the early evening hour,
and Lori watched the activity with interest. Under her dress and
lingerie, she felt the tight compression of the corset, and she smiled
as her small waist drew admiring glances. The boutique was only three
blocks from the hotel. The storefront was small, but distinctively set
off by fresh paint and an attractive window displaying some of the items
sold there. Lori looked in the window, glancing at the latex on display.
She studied a mannequin in the window dressed primarily in black latex.
The outfit on the mannequin consisted of stockings, an attractive
mini-dress, long gloves and a neck corset. It was obvious from the curvy
waist that there was also a very tight corset involved. Lori wondered
what was hidden underneath. The mannequin's feet were shod in amazing
ballet toed high heels which must have been at least 8" high. "My, this
would certainly make me the center of attention at the party", said Lori
to herself, as she went into the store.
          Once inside, Lori was totally amazed by the selection and
quality. There was nothing like it back home. There was latex of almost
every color and clothes which ranged from simple to daringly sexy. The
store also had an impressive shoe department with everything from high
heeled pumps to thigh-high boots; the heel heights were from 5 to 9
inches. There was also an unbelievable array of rubber bondage gear.
          "I'd better be careful not to go broke in here", she thought.
She was examining a long latex single glove with laces and straps when a
saleswoman came up beside her and said "may I help you with anything?"
in a wonderful British accent.
          "Oooh yes, you can!" said Lori excitedly. "I have never seen
such wonderful latex and rubber before, and I am hoping I don't bankrupt
myself before I go home".
          "Well, well my dear we will try to help you avoid that and
also see that you get what you desire," said the sales lady. "I am Karen
and I own this store. We do make some of the best quality latex clothing
and bondage items in the world, and we are proud of it. I noticed you
admiring the mannequin outside".
          "Yes," Lori said, "I have fantasized about owning such lovely
things, but all I own is a skirt, raincoat, and of course the corset I
am wearing". 
          Karen looked at Lori's waist and smiled, "your waist is small,
but you look like another two inches less would suit you better; how
long will you be here in England?".
          "Only two weeks" sighed Lori. "Well then, let's first measure
you up for a new corset to suit your figure". Lori could hardly believe
that she had just arrived and already was going to be fitted for a new
corset. She was in heaven!
          "Oh yes, I would love that, and then I also would like to
purchase some of your latex lingerie as well" she said.

          Karen took Lori to the back of the store where there were
fitting rooms and
what looked like an area where the clothing was actually made or mended,
she
couldn't tell exactly. She was asked to remove her clothes and another
person
would come to measure her. She did as she was asked, and presently a
muscular
looking woman came bustling into the fitting room with a tape measure in
hand.
"Hello dear, I am Sharon; we will just have you looking like a Victorian
princess when you are pulled into this new corset" she exclaimed. Sharon
took
many measurements, including some which Lori wondered were really
necessary,
but did not complain about.  After 20 minutes, Sharon pronounced she was
done
and that the new corset would be ready in one week. Lori was pleased to
hear
this, and could hardly contain her excitement. She then dressed again
and went
back out into the store.

"I would like to buy a pair of those latex panties in blue, some black
latex
stockings, a matching garter belt, and I would like to see if I can wear
that
dress the mannequin is modeling" said Lori to Karen. "Surely. I think
you are
the same size as the mannequin, so the dress should fit; you may try it
on".
In a few minutes it was obvious that Lori was exactly the same size as
the
mannequin because the dress fit beautifully, and her curves were
enhanced by
the shiny black material. "Lori, you could model these clothes!" said
Karen,
"you are the perfect size".  Karen looked at Lori and smiled; "Would you
take
a two week job?" she asked. "Why, uh yes; YES!" said Lori. The deal was
sealed
and Lori left the store with her purchases with an agreement to return
the
next day at 9:00 AM "for work".

After Lori had left, Karen and Sharon smiled with anticipation. It was
not every day that they had someone that fit so well visit their store,
and
it had been a long time since the last "model". They were excitedly
looking forward to this two week session with Lori and she had no idea
what she was in for.

The next day, promptly at 9:00 AM, Lori walked into the shop. She was
clad
in her new latex outfit and looked very sexy. Actually, Lori had a hard
time containing her excitement in the rubber clothes; she had almost
had an orgasm while walking from her hotel. Now, she stood in the store
entrance, and tried to cool off. Then she noticed the mannequin had been
removed. She commented about this to Karen, but this was nonchalantly
waved
off. "Come on up to my flat Lori and we will discuss your modeling
duties".
Lori and Karen entered the flat, and there Lori saw Sharon and also met
two
other women, whom Karen introduced as designers; "this is Victoria and
Diane,
and you will be showing some of their best designs," said Karen. Lori
accepted
what appeared to be coffee and began sipping it. It wasn't more than 2
minutes
later that she lay prone on the floor.

When Lori awoke, she was in darkness and she could feel that something
had
been stuck over her eyes. She tried to move to remove whatever it was
but she
then discovered her hands and arms had been bound behind her! Her legs
were
tied at her ankles and knees also. There was also an inflated ball
filling her
mouth so that she could hardly make a noise, which however, she tried to
do
anyway. At her attempts to make a noise, she heard voices nearby: "Well,
it
looks like our new mannequin is back with us now."  It sounded like
Karen's
voice. The sound of several people moving nearer came to Lori and she
became
more active, trying to get out of her bondage, but to no avail. "Now
Lori, you
agreed to be our bondage model for two weeks, and that's what will
happen so
there is no need to struggle. I just neglected to mention that your
brief
modeling career will be spent INSIDE our store window mannequin, and
both you
and the mannequin will be dressed in our finest creations", said Karen.

Lori felt something being placed into her ears; it was sticky and filled
her
ears cutting out all noise. Suddenly, she heard a small voice, which
grew in
volume, and recognized as Sharon saying "We have placed small speakers
into
your ears so that we will control everything you hear for the next two
weeks.
They cannot be removed without the proper glue solvent". Lori then felt
herself being hoisted to her feet by the people around her, and the eye
patches were removed. She recognized Karen, Sharon, Victoria and Diane,
and
each had something in her hands. Victoria moved forward and placed a
heavy
rubber corset around Lori's waist. Lori noticed that the boning was
almost
continuous and that it would reach from her armpits to her thighs. Then,
while
Karen and Sharon held her, both Diane and Victoria began tightening the
corset. It had to be much smaller than she had ever worn, and Lori tried
to
complain but only made muffled moaning sounds. As the corset drew
tighter and
tighter, Lori had more trouble getting her breath; finally, Diane tied
off the
laces in back, pulled a 1" wide belt around and over them, then
padlocked it
shut. Karen moved in front of Lori and placed a small padlock through
the hole
between each stud and clasp, 9 in all. It would be impossible to remove
the
corset now, even if she had the use of her hands, and she knew the keys
would
be in someone else's possession. In her head Lori heard someone say
"that 17
inch waist is very attractive Lori, you will be wearing that corset for
two
weeks! All ofyour keys will be split up between the four of us, so it
will
take all four of us to free you, if we want to!".

"Now then, let's get her into her other things". As Lori struggled
helplessly,
the relentless foursome continued to add to her discomfort. A crotch
belt with
two large attached plugs was tightly buckled over her corset,
compressing her
waist even more, then it was also locked and the plugs were forced deep
within
her. Two wires ran from the plugs, and these were arranged off to one
side.
Next a stretchy latex bra with many studded protrusions inside the cups
was
added. A wire ran from the tip of each bra cup; these were also arranged
to
one side. Lori felt her breasts and nipples being stuck, as if there
were dull
pins poking all around them. It wasn't uncomfortable (yet) but she had
enough
presence of mind to still wonder what their purpose was.

Black latex stockings were tightly stretched up to and attached to her
corset
garters.  A pair of 6" heeled thigh boots made of heavy rubber were
laced
tightly onto her legs, so tight that she could not bend at the knees,
and
holding her painfully erect.  Then a pair of full length gloves were put
on
her hands and arms, while a rubber neck corset was being laced home
forcing
her head up and making the gag even more effective. The gloves had
straps
which threaded onto the neck corset. The gag was given several more
quick
pumps, filling her mouth even more, before a black latex helmet was
pulled
over her head.

The helmet had tiny eyepieces of glass and small nose holes as
the only openings. Tubes were inserted into the nose holes while the
laces were closed and an attached neck strap was buckled and locked in
the back. Lori was now unable to speak or hear. She had been stringently
confined like never before, and locked into bondage. Her breathing was
labored from the viciously tight corset and the tiny nose tubes.  She
felt the huge plugs filling her vagina and rectum, and the dull probes
all
around her breasts and nipples.  She was almost fainting from the
severity of
the bondage, but at the same time she had never been so turned on. She
had
begun to sweat under the latex covering her and in a bizarre way this
added to
her excitement. "Oh God what are they doing now?" she thought as she
looked
through the tiny eyepieces as two women dragged the mannequin into the
room.
She watched with amazement and some fear as the mannequin was split into
two
pieces - a front and back half - by opening nearly invisible latches all
around it (there must be 50 of those latches she thought).

Suddenly, Lori felt her body being lifted up and carried. She could not
resist
as she was stuffed into the back half of the mannequin. It was a very
tight
fit since the mannequin was actually made of steel and lined inside with
neoprene rubber. As Lori's body was pushed into the mannequin, it became
nearly impossible to move at all. The wires were carefully pulled
through a
small hole before the front piece of the mannequin was positioned over
Lori's
inert body. She wanted to scream but could only make an almost inaudible
humming noise; and then she heard through her earpiece, "Have a nice
time
modeling the wonderful outfit dear, you will be in there until this time
tomorrow, and then only let out for an hour before you are changed into
your
next costume and locked away again!". The front piece came down over her
and
she could only barely see through the mannequin's eyes because they were
tinted glass. She felt the pressure unbelievably increase more as the
first of
the 50 latches was shut and then locked. No one would ever be able to
tell
this from any other mannequin now. The only noise was a slight hiss from
the
nose tubes. There was no indication of the terrific pressure being
endured by
poor Lori inside.

Finally Lori/mannequin was pulled upright and carried into the store
window.
There, Karen and the others dressed it as if nothing unusual had
occurred.
Lori/mannequin was beginning her first day at "work".  The final touch
came a
few minutes later when the wires leading from the mannequin were
attached to a
hidden electric transformer. First, there was a subtle tingling in her
breasts. But it grew more insistent. The plugs in her vagina and rectum
began
a mad vibration dance within her! Her nipples and breasts felt as if
countless
ticklers were running over them as she had the first of many orgasms,
writhing
within the steel confines of the mannequin and under the crushing
pressure of
the layers of latex. In her ears Lori heard Karen saying, "the
transformer
works automatically and randomly varies the power, so you will never
know what
to expect next; I hope you enjoy it!". Then a sudden burst of white
noise
filled Lori's ears and continued, carrying her into a dreamlike state.

LORI'S LONDON VACATION
                          Chapter 2

Lori had struggled through her first few days in the "mannequin bondage
model" job she had accepted during her visit to the boutique. She
managed to
get through the new outfits imposed on her at each change period, which
was
once a day at around 11:00 PM. Each outfit was unique and imposed its
own
special demands on her body and will, while each also provided surprise
pleasures. She remembered the first time she had felt the electric
vibrators
and breast simulators of her first outfit, and a thrill ran through her
body.
God, she was beginning to look FORWARD to the next day's ordeals now!

She had to admit that she was being cared for, although she only was
"free"
for an hour, during which time she was fed, cleaned and allowed to use
the
bathroom. In this context, "free" was subject to a new definition - she
still
was locked into her terrifically tight rubber corset with its 17" waist,
and
her arms were always bound in some way, and her legs restrained to
prevent
escape, if she attempted it. Except for her "mealtime" she was gagged
also, so
well that very little noise was possible. Her captors were in total
control.

The first time she had been removed from the confines of the steel
mannequin,
she had noticed that all of her baggage and personal items had been
brought
from the hotel to the boutique. She had been told, through the tiny
headphones
still glued into her ears, that she had been checked out of the hotel
and was
staying with long-lost relatives. The story was complete - no one would
be
suspicious in the least - and she was held captive by the four women who
continuously subjected her to every conceivable bondage gadget and
position.

The steel, neoprene-lined mannequin was a marvel. So cunningly had it
been designed that its arms, legs and other parts could be bent into any
position to accommodate imaginatively designed bondage equipment. There
were strategically placed holes through which wires or tubes could be
fed which had been attached or inserted into the hapless victim inside.

Movement by the victim was impossible once she had been placed inside
and
the 50 latches had been closed and locked. The steel had been formed
into a
female form and painted in flesh tones; the face had been painted as if
it
were made up, the feet could be positioned to allow for high heels of
varying
height, the waist required the inhabitant inside to be laced to at least
17"
(or less), and the head !!  The head itself was a work of art. There
were eyes
which were of glass so that limited vision was possible for the person
trapped
inside.  There were small nose holes for breathing (limited by tubes or
other
implements of course), and the mouth could be fitted with various gags,
tubes
or other implements, some of which could be made to provide more
discomfort to
the poor captive. All of this was just enough to make the victim feel
almost
"visible" to those passing by on the sidewalk outside the store. It
seemed to
Lori as if she could nearly touch those passing by, or scream for help
when
the pressure became too great. But this always proved futile. All that
anyone
saw as they walked by was a motionless, speechless mannequin dressed in
erotic
bondage.

It had been 7 days now. Lori was starting her second week on the job.
She felt
that she had overcome her fears and the crushing corset didn't feel
nearly as
tight as it had when it first had been laced and locked on her unwilling
body.
She had been removed from the mannequin; it was 11:00 PM and, since she
still
had her ear pieces in, it was quiet. She was fed, through a straw this
time
since her gag had not been removed. She was wearing a full head harness,
locked onto her head and mouth. It had a small hole through the ball-gag
and
she was served through it. Her captors led her to the bathroom, arms
cuffed
behind her and with a spreader bar holding her legs apart, cuffs on her
ankles. After she had relieved herself, she was led back to her
mannequin
"home away from home".

She was sponged with water (her daily bath), and heard Karen through her
earphones, "you have done so well Lori, we are all very proud of you! As
a
matter of fact, we were observing you closely today as you were removed
and
you do appear to be ready for the NEXT LEVEL of your mannequin training!
You
see, we have really been waiting for a long time for someone as flexible
as
you to test the mannequin's design to the limit. You should be happy and
proud
of such an accomplishment!". Lori again felt a sense of terror overcome
her;
what could they mean? what were they going to do to her? She tried to
struggle
in their grasp, but had become weak and unable to put much into it and
the
corset made her lose her breath so easily. MMMffff!urggssl! she tried to
speak
to them and get them to let her out --- she was out of breath and
breathed
noisily through the short nose tubes they had attached to her
harness-gag.
Then with amazement she felt them begin unlocking her corset! Then it
was
being unlaced and for the first time in a week, she took a deep breath.
"I
convinced them!!" she thought triumphantly. This was to be a short lived
victory she soon discovered.

Victoria entered the room carrying a different corset. It also was made
of
rubber, but appeared to be heavier and SMALLER and it had many more
parts to
it than a normal corset. It had an attached crotch piece with some holes
which
she *knew* would be in strategic places. The corset was very long and
came
clear up to her armpits, but it had cutouts for her breasts. It reached
down
below her pubic bone and covered her bottom in back. There were tiny
buckles
all around the bottom and around the breast cutouts. In the back, it
reached
to the nape of her neck, where a built-in neck corset flared up and
around her
neck, enclosing it firmly in its latex grasp. The chin piece forced her
head
higher than ever before, allowing no movement downwards or sideways. As
the
corset was drawn onto her body, Lori could feel its warmth already, and
soon
it was being laced tight...tighter..still tighter..she was being crushed
again! It was intolerably tight...it had to come off, but she knew that
wouldn't happen. Her breaths came in short, rapid wheezes through the
nose
tubes. Then Karen gleefully told her that she "would soon be the proud
owner of a 15" waist!".

The laces were closed; an attached rubber flap at the back of the corset
was
tightly stretched over the laces, hiding them, and was locked shut with
four
tiny padlocks. Her breasts had been forced through the holes and were
protruding obscenely in front of her but she was unable to do anything
to
minimize them. Lori felt the crotch piece being tightened into place; it
hugged every part of her bottom and was forced tightly up into her rump,
spreading her cheeks and lips apart, making them available to anything
or
anyone. There were rubber straps and buckles holding this piece in place
and
once tightened, they exerted constant force, so no loosening was
possible. The
next sensation Lori felt was prodding around her bottom, and then she
felt
something go inside her, no it was several things! She was being impaled
up
her rectum, vagina and urethra!!! Actually, if she had been able to see
them,
she had catheters inserted into her rectum (a double Bardex catheter)
and
urethra (a Foley catheter) and an electrically driven vibrator into her
vagina. The Bardex was of a special design and could allow for a
"continuous"
or "forced" enema at the desire of the person controlling it. Two
balloons,
one inside and one outside, were inflated, effectively sealing it into
place,
while Lori squirmed in discomfort/pleasure. The Foley bulb was also
inflated
and attached to a long discharge tube which would be led out of the
mannequin.
The vibrator had been specially made to be the most deluxe female device
on
the market; Lori would be the first to test it out. It was tightly fixed
into
place, and even though it had not been turned on yet, Lori nearly had an
orgasm from her movements to escape the tight bondage she was being
subjected
to; unfortunately for her, it was only the beginning.

Clear plastic conical pieces were being attached to the buckles around
her
breasts. These were snugly fitted holding her breasts firmly, and a
clear
plastic hose led from the nipple area of each cone; her breasts began to
warm
inside the cones as Lori guessed (correctly) that they had been made of
a
special material. A solid copper piece was placed over each of the
plastic
cones and the plastic tube fed through a matching hole in the copper.
Lori was
barely able to see that the copper pieces had numerous electrical
connections
and she figured she was in for the worst (or best!) of it. What she did
not
know yet was that her entire corset was threaded throughout its length
with
small copper wires and that when the electrical connections were made at
the
copper cones, the entire corset would also be connected. The clear
plastic had
been made to efficiently conduct electricity, and as Lori would perspire
more,
the better a conductor they would become. The clear plastic tubes also
played
a role: they would be hooked up to an air pump and would serve to pull
Lori's
breasts into firm contact with the plastic cups, allowing each breast to
serve
as an electrical contact point. The corset would distribute the current
as it
was fed to her breasts, and thus Lori's entire torso would feel the
electrical
stimulus. However, her torso would only be the positive contact point.

Heavy latex stockings were pulled up Lori's legs; these fit very tightly
and
were anchored to neutrally grounded buckles on the corset. A neutral
ground
was needed because these would serve as the negative contact.  Each
stocking
was threaded with wires and in order for the wires to make good contact.
Thigh
length boots were laced onto her feet and legs. Each boot ended in a
spectacular ballet heel, 9" in height, forcing Lori's feet into a
permanent
"en pointe" position. Wires led from the top of each stocking and would
be
connected later.

Lori felt the gag in her head harness being deflated momentarily, and
then a
tube was being fed through the hole. She felt it begin to make its way
into
her mouth, then down her throat. She nearly gagged, and it slowed its
descent.
In her ears she heard Sharon "swallow slowly now, this is a stomach tube
for
you. The front end is coated with an anesthetic to stop your reflex
actions.".
So Lori resignedly swallowed (what else COULD she do???) and she felt
the tube
make its way down her throat. After 10 or 15 minutes of swallowing,
Sharon
said again "excellent my dear, you have the tube into your stomach now,
so we
can inflate your gag again..." which rapidly happened next. The gag was
inflated more than before though, actually to the point where Lori
assumed
what is known as the "gag look": a fixed stare forward as the mouth and
cheeks
are filled to capacity and no noise or breathing is possible through the
mouth. Lori shed a tear as the pump was removed, and Karen deftly wiped
it
away, telling her through her ear pieces "tut tut my dear, we are only
beginning this part of your training; we still have to finish your head
bondage and then begin on your arms before installing you into your
mannequin...!".

The "rest" of the head bondage consisted of a 'Y' clipped to her short
nose
tubes with a much longer tube attached to it, allowing Lori only one
breathing
passage. She felt cool air being forced into her nose, so presently it
was not
difficult to breathe. She was afraid this would change...true. Her
harness was
tightened to its fullest, holding the gag, nose tubes and stomach tube
firmly
in place, then three locks were closed to permanently fix it to her
head. In
addition to having the ear pieces glued into her ears, soft wax was
forced
into each ear, a rubber skull cap was pulled over her hair, tied under
her
chin, and the wax was taped tightly forcing it in. Karen and Sharon
grabbed
onto each of Lori's eyelids, pulling her lashes up and taped the lashes,
holding her eyes open. Similar tape was added below her eyes, pulling
each eye
wide open, in an expression of surprise. Finally, over each open eye
Karen
placed an oval, soft piece of plastic filled with fluid. These were also
taped
on, forcing Lori to look through the colored liquid inside. She could
not
blink her eyes nor could she close them; she could only stare fixedly
forward.

Lori's arms were pulled behind her and a strap was buckled forcing her
elbows
nearly together ... just the beginning. Each of her fingers was taped
together, thumb to thumb and so on until the little fingers were tightly
taped
together. A rubber strap was wrapped around her wrists pulling them
tightly
together. Then a rubber arm binder was pulled up her arms, reaching to
her
shoulders. The lacing started to close, and as it reached her elbows,
the
strap there was pulled tighter now actually forcing her elbows together;
then
the lacing was continued all the way up to her shoulders. Her arms
glistened
in the black rubber cocoon, appearing as one from above her elbows all
the way
down to her fingertips. Shoulder straps held the binder up assuring no
slippage at all. As a final touch, Victoria added three small padlocks
at the
top, middle and bottom of the binder; the keys were shared between her
Karen
and Sharon so even if through some magic, Lori was able to communicate
her
plight, she could not escape until all the keys were recovered.

Lori's bondage was complete. Every orifice of her body was violated in
some
way. Her eyes were covered, ears filled, her nose had breathing tubes,
her
mouth and throat filled into her stomach; her rectum was sealed by the
Bardex,
her urethra emptied through the Foley and her vagina was invaded by the
new
vibrator. She was crushed in an unyielding cocoon of rubber. Her
breasts,
clitoris, and indeed most of her skin would soon feel the stimulation as
she
was wired up. She was ready for the mannequin.

If she could have screamed, she would have; if she could have struggled
she
would have, but the progressive bondage had so exhausted her that Lori
hardly
sensed that she was being carried. The eye covers tended to remove her
further
from reality. She was in another world of shifting colors. The only
senses she
had from the outside for the time being was the cool air forced into her
nose
and the continuous pressure all over her body from the rubber. This
changed
when she felt herself being forced into the mannequin; its arms had been
shifted to accommodate her arm binder; its head had shifted slightly for
the
neck corset holding her head erect; additional neoprene pads had been
inserted
at the waist to insure that Lori's crushed little 15" waist was properly
supported. All of the tubes and wires were led to their proper places
and fed
through holes to the outside of the mannequin. Then, the front half of
the
mannequin was forced into place, holding Lori immovably inside. She
could not
hear, but only sense the latches being closed and locked, and then she
felt
herself being hauled erect. She knew the mannequin was being moved to
the
store window where it would be dressed in some kind of bizarre outfit.
Again,
she would be inside for almost 24 hours while the outside world went
about its
business unknowing and uncaring for how could they know? or care?

After some time had passed, it could have been minutes or hours, Lori
had no way of telling, she heard Karen speaking "Well now Lori dear, we
have you all fixed up and you are about to have the time of your life. I
hope you enjoy it! We will speak to you again in a while, so bye now."
Then
the white noise began, blurring Lori's existence. The Bardex filling her
rectum came to life as hot water began entering her, quickly bloating
her
under the corset's compression; She felt something in her throat, a
slight
filling sensation, as unknown to her, a large quantity of warm Castor
oil had
entered her stomach; the Bardex continued to fill her until she felt she
could
take no more, then all of a sudden she could relieve the pressure
through the
expelling tube which was built into the Bardex; it was temporary though
since
the tube's exit could be closed, thus forcing her to fill up again.

The electric stimulus began as a slight 'tickling' feeling all over her
body.
She could feel it all over her legs, up over her stomach and back, but
especially in her breasts as they were pulled forward to contact the
insides
of the plastic cones by the vacuum effect induced on them. She could not
pull
back as they were relentlessly forced toward the copper on the outside
and the
electricity flowed effortlessly into her. The current increased
dramatically
causing her to take in a sharp breath (at least as sharp as possible);
this
was sensed on the outside, and a new gas began to course through her
nose
tube, a gas which would heighten her sexual libido and increase her
awareness.
Suddenly her vaginal area was treated to the deluxe vibrator's
abilities; it
was wild and great - she was losing control - nothing mattered but the
present; each second that passed became more intense - the filling of
her
stomach and intestines, the noise in her ears, the gas, the colored eye
patches, the total electrical stimulus --- all served to keep Lori in a
continuing state of arousal for nearly 20 hours. Then, mercifully it
stopped.
She was allowed a rest.....until the next day.

Here is the second part of what I have of this story.
---------------------

After the third day's ordeal in the mannequin was at an end, Lori was
removed from it and told of the group's plans for her.  "We have made
everything as easy as can be" Karen told her; "You will be allowed two
days of relative freedom here at the boutique before your trip.  You
may pick out any items of clothing you like here and they are yours
for the time you spent with us. However, our agreement with the store
in America is for you to return twice a year for two weeks to model
for us again. You will be amply compensated for your troubles, and a
trust fund has been set up for you. All we require is your signature
on this document, which gives us your
consent to proceed with our plans; I am sure you will have no problem
signing it..."

Lori's hands were uncuffed and she signed with mixed feelings. She
could say nothing since she had a large rubber ball held in her mouth
by a head harness. She was taken to the rear of the store where her
body measurements were taken so that the construction of the boxes
could begin. Then, she was relieved of her restraints except for cuffs
on her ankles and wrists connected by a chain. She was allowed to take
a long shower and put on her makeup for the first time in over 10
days. It was a wonderful feeling to be freed from the compressions of
a corset and continuous bondage. When she had finished, she saw that a
set of clothes had been laid out for her. The
outfit consisted of latex panties, garter belt, stockings, bra, 18"
corset, skirt and blouse. There also was a pair of 6" heel pumps. Lori
needed help with the corset, but once the outfit was on, she was
visited by Sharon and Victoria and steel cuffs were locked onto her
legs and arms. These were attached together with lengths of chain
between her wrists and legs, and
then these were connected by another length of chain, effectively
hobbling her because the heels were also locked on her feet.

"These will stay on until we have the boxes done so you won't be
running away from us and ruin our little plan for you Lori", said
Sharon.  And that is the way it was for Lori for the next two days.

The boxes arrived. One was a very large heavy wooden box.  The other
box was made of tubular steel and had numerous attachments and could
be tailored to fit any particular application.  Karen was pleased and
excited when it arrived. "I hope you will appreciate the thought we
all put into this Lori!" she said. Lori was stripped of her clothing
and made ready for the steel
frame. Foley and Bardex catheters were again inserted into her and
their balloons were inflated making removal impossible. A new rubber
corset, heavier than any she had worn before was produced and placed
on her. It was very long, and included a neck-piece and crotch with
three holes for the catheters plus a plug or vibrator. There were
straps which were tightly fastened and locked once the lacing was
fully closed. The corset forced Lori's form into a beautiful S-bend
and gave her a 16" waist. She was forced to take quick, short breaths.
The neck-piece held her head up high and allowed no turning from side
to side. The crotch forced the catheters well
up into her body cavities and held them there. Another vibrator was
produced by Diane and pushed into Lori's vagina; it was held in by a
temporary strap attached to the corset's flap. Karen brought in a new
gag, which she proudly announced was of her own design and made
especially for use with the steel frame. This gag had a wire/rubber
cage which was forced over Lori's tongue
and held it firmly.  Around the tongue cage there was a heavy rubber
bladder which could be inflated, and attached to this at the outside
was a metal fitting with a screw attachment. Once this whole affair
was in Lori's mouth, only the metal fitting was visible, and she could
hardly utter a sound. Karen said "This is only the start with your
gag, dear, since we must insure that you make no noise during your
trip. More later...". Lori was unable to answer her.

Heavy rubber stockings were pulled up Lori's legs and attached to the
corset's garters, pulling them tight. It was difficult to bend her
legs with them on, they were of such thick rubber. Similar rubber
gloves were pulled up Lori's arms. The gloves reached to the top of
her shoulders, and were attached with straps to her neck-piece. It now
became difficult to bend her
arms and flex her fingers. A hood, made of the same heavy rubber was
laced tightly onto Lori's head. There were small colored glass
eyepieces which Lori could barely see through, and nose tubes for her
to breathe through. There was a small opening for the gag's screw
piece to fit through. The helmet had small earphones which fit inside
Lori's ears. She could be fed white noise, or someone could talk to
her through them; otherwise she could hear nothing.

Thigh length boots were laced onto her legs. These boots had
incredible ballet heels which were at least 9" high. The boots had a
two inch strap at the top which covered the knot of the laces, and
this strap was pulled tight and locked with a small padlock. Karen
kept the keys. Now that Lori was "dressed" and was prone on the floor
(she couldn't stand in those boots!), Karen attached several more
items to Lori's body.

Steel bands were locked onto her neck, upper torso, waist, thighs,
ankles, forearms and wrists. Each band had several fittings welded on
so that bolts could be passed through. Over the end of each ballet
boot, Victoria placed a harness of straps which ended in a steel loop
right at the boot-tip, and there was a matching loop behind Lori's
heel. Now no time was wasted as the four women picked Lori up and
carried her over to the frame. She was lowered stomach first onto the
bottom half of the frame. The first attachment was to pass a bolt
through her waist belt and on through a matching hole in the frame,
then threading a nut onto the bolt and tightening it with a wrench.
This served to hold Lori onto the frame while the top half was lowered
over her prone body. The top half was fixed in place so that the total
height of the frame was no more than two feet. Next, a cross member
was placed vertically at Lori's neck and adjusted so that bolts were
passed through it and her neck band forcing her head up and forward.
These bolts were tightened also. Then Lori's legs were bent double and
a bolt was passed through each ankle and thigh band; her legs were
held in a doubled up position. Each knee was then strapped to an outer
cross member of the frame forcing her legs wide apart. Her arms were
bolted together at the wrists and
forearms, forcing them into the familiar single-glove position, and
then they were attached to the top half of the frame by more bolts and
nuts at the wrists and forearms. Her arms were now held together as
one and forced upward in contact with the top half of the frame. Each
leg was similarly bolted to the frame from her thighs and ankles. Lori
was now in a pretty much fixed state, that is any movement was
practically impossible. But now Karen introduced what she termed the
"fun part".

>From the front of the frame, Karen passed a threaded bar through a
hole strategically placed in front of Lori's gag. She pushed the bar
into the hole of Lori's gag and began to thread it slowly into the
gag. As this was done, the cage around Lori's poor tongue grabbed and
held it, but also began to slowly pull it forward in her mouth. The
fixed position of Lori's head made it impossible to move forward and
so her tongue was slowly pulled forward. Karen was careful to note
when Lori's discomfort level seemed just high enough, and then gave
the bar another couple of turns. The bar was then locked in place at
the outside of the frame.  Lori could hardly believe it; her tongue
seemed like it was being pulled out of her head. She was even further
distressed when the rubber bladder over the cage began to inflate,
filling her mouth and tightening around the cage even more. It was
totally impossible to utter a sound; only a low whine was heard
through her nose tubes.

Next Karen moved to the rear of the frame and pushed a similar bar
through a similar hole and pointed this towards the vibrator in Lori's
rear. The strap holding the vibrator in place was removed, and the bar
was then threaded into a matching hole at the base of the vibrator.
The bar was threaded slowly into the vibrator, pushing it far into
Lori's vagina. She could not move and could only feel the pressure
building.  She was impaled from the front and rear and could not move
at all. She could barely see through her colored glass eyepieces. The
heavy rubber encasing her body was getting her too hot...she had to
get out, but couldn't. She was nearly in a panic; then the vibrator
was turned on. In her earpieces she heard Karen tell her that the
vibrator would run continously from a high powered battery pack which
would be placed inside the box with her.

Finally, a chain was passed through the steel loops at the tips of her
ballet boots. This chain was pulled forward to the front of the frame
and locked to it. Nipple clamps were applied to Lori's breasts and
tightened. Each clamp had a small steel loop at the tip; a smaller
chain was produced and pulled through these loops. This chain went
back to the vibrator and attached in such a way that the vibrations
were also transmitted to Lori's nipples. The Foley catheter was
attached to a bag inside the frame so that no leaks were possible
there. Lori/frame was then lifted off the floor and placed inside the
large wooden crate. If Lori could have screamed or moved, she would
have done so but it was impossible. She felt the Bardex tube being
attached to another tube. It was a hose which attached to a heavy
rubber enema bag inside the crate.  The bag was filled with a mixture
of water and vegetable oil. A timer was set by Karen so that
periodically there would be some of this mixture injected into Lori's
rectum by the Bardex. She would not be able to expel any if it until
she had arrived at her destination and been freed. This would be a
long time. As a last touch, Lori's nose tubes were attached to another
tube inside the crate which led to a hidden opening on the outside for
her air supply.

The girls said a final goodbye as Karen and Sharon lowered the top of
the crate over Lori's prone, still body. It would be impossible to
detect that a live body was inside. Lori was plunged into darkness as
the top was nailed on. All she heard was the white noise playing in
her ears. She was filled and immobile. The package was ready for
transfer.



Lori's London Vacation
                          Chapter 3

The time dilation effect experienced while she was a captive inside the
annequin was awesome. Lori had never, ever experienced anything like it.
The
sensory deprivation coupled with stimulation over most of her body and
the
severe compression of the corset was indescribable. The white noise in
her
ears, gag and stomach tube, nose tubes, and the colored plastic eye
patches
served to disorient her totally. The added effects of the vibrator,
plugs,
corset, ballet boots and electrical stimulation pushed her over the
edge.
After so many hours inside the mannequin, she simply had to yield to the
pressures and fatigue.

So, it was no surprise to Karen, Victoria, Sharon and Diane when they
removed
Lori from the mannequin that she had no capability to resist them at
all. This
allowed them the freedom to permit Lori some extra time outside the
mannequin,
and they discussed possibilities for her future. Lori could not hear
them
discuss her future because of the ear plugs and continuing white noise.
Diane
said, "You know, Lori has been such a perfect fit for the mannequin that
it
seems a shame for her to only have two weeks experience and then leave
us."
"Maybe we can convince Lori to stay on a while!" Karen said in response.
So
the four women discussed this at length. They decided to keep Lori three
more
days in the mannequin before removing her to begin her transfer
preparations.

Her transfer would consist of a trip to America to work as a mannequin
model!
Karen had a close friend who owned a bondage boutique. She had agreed to
use
Lori as a mannequin model for her store. But first a description of her
three
remaining days in the mannequin. And then her preparation for the
transfer.

Lori remained locked into the rubber corset with its 15" waist.  Her
colored
plastic eye patches were removed as was the tape holding her eyes open.
This
allowed her to rest, even sleep if she could. The catheters and vibrator
had
been removed also, but her gag with its stomach tube and the nose tubes
remained. After a while she did sleep.

She awoke at some time later, but had no idea how long it had been. It
was
still dark outside and Lori was thankful that she now at least had the
ability
to see and close her eyes if she wanted to. She wouldn't be going
anywhere in
her ballet boots; her hands were cuffed behind her; the single glove had
been
removed along with the rubber straps and the tape holding her fingers
together. She felt relatively free in comparison to the imprisonment
inside
the mannequin. Of course she did not know of Karen's plans for her.

After a short while, Karen and the others came into the room. Noticing
that
Lori was awake, Karen moved over to her and with Diane's help, pulled
her into
a sitting position on the floor. "You've had some rest and that is good
Lori;
we have some news to tell you". And so Lori was told about their plans.
Lori
was helpless. She could hardly make a noise with the gag and tubes, and
of
course she couldn't run away. She had to resign herself to their plan
for her.
After the short one-way talk, Karen and the others began to prepare Lori
for
her final three days in the mannequin.

Day One in the mannequin consisted of Lori, dressed in the rubber corset
still
and effectively gagged, being installed into a heavy rubber heat bag.
This was
as loose fitting as the mannequin would allow, and was wired throughout
with
heating elements much like a giant heating pad. Only Lori's head was
free of
the bag. Once she had been locked into the mannequin and it had been
placed
into its place in the store's display window, the bag was plugged in.
Throughout the day and evening, Lori was subjected to varied heat
levels. This
day served to firm her body up and lose any excess fluid.

On Day Two, the weight loss was reinforced. The rubber corset was
complimented
with a new corset over the top of it. The new corset was made of rawhide
leather, laced tightly and then sponged with water until it was
thoroughly
wet. Lori was placed into the mannequin and locked in. Over the next
several
hours, it became warmer in the display window. Inside the mannequin, the
rawhide began to dry and constrict over Lori's form. The double
compression of
the rubber corset and the rawhide forced Lori's breathing to come in
short
gasps.

On her final day, she was put into a double rubber suit. Hot water was
pumped
between the inner and outer layer. The pressure forced the rubber into
every
crevice of her body. The hot water tested her endurance yet again. The
trip
would be the real test though.

All of this was to prepare Lori for her transfer. She would be enclosed
as a
"package" for shipment to a sister boutique in the US in the city where
Lori
lived. Lori's employer had been sent a letter informing them that Lori
had
found a new position with better career opportunities in the modeling
field.

Lori's transfer required construction of two very special boxes and some
new
bondage apparatus. Karen and the girls had enjoyed planning this
particular
stage because it was always fun to use their imaginations and see the
results.
One box would be fitted inside the other. The inner box would be made of
steel, and would actually be more of a frame than a totally closed box.
Karen's plan was for Lori to be installed into this frame first and then
for
Lori/frame to be installed into the outer, wooden box.

After the third day's ordeal in the mannequin was at an end, Lori was
removed from it and told of the group's plans for her. "We have made
everything as easy as can be" Karen told her;  "You will be allowed two
days
of relative freedom here at the boutique before your trip. You may pick
out
any items of clothing you like here and they are yours for the time you
spent
with us. However, our agreement with the store in America is for you to
return
twice a year for two weeks to model for us again. You will be amply
compensated for your troubles, and a trust fund has been set up for you.
All
we require is your signature on this document, which gives us your
consent to
proceed with our plans. I am sure you will have no problem signing it."

Lori's hands were released and she signed with mixed feelings. She could
say
nothing since she had a large rubber ball held in her mouth by a head
harness.
She was taken to the rear of the store where her body measurements were
taken
so that the construction of the boxes could begin. Then, she was
relieved of
her restraints except for cuffs on her ankles and wrists connected by a
chain.
She was allowed to take a long shower and put on her makeup for the
first time
in over 10 days. It was a wonderful feeling to be freed from the
compressions
of a corset and continuous bondage. When she had finished, she saw that
a set
of clothes had been laid out for her. The outfit consisted of latex
panties,
garter belt, stockings, bra, 18" corset, skirt and blouse. There also
was a
pair of 6" heel pumps. Lori needed help with the corset, but once the
outfit
was on, she was visited by Sharon and Victoria and steel cuffs were
locked
onto her legs and arms. These were attached together with lengths of
chain
between her wrists and legs, and then these were connected by another
length
of chain, effectively hobbling her because the heels were also locked on
her
feet.

"These will stay on until we have the boxes done so you won't be running
away
from us and ruin our little plan for you Lori", said Sharon. And that is
the
way it was for Lori for the next two days.

The boxes arrived. One was a very large heavy wooden box. The other box
was
made of tubular steel and had numerous attachments and could be tailored
to
fit any particular application. Karen was pleased and excited when it
arrived.
"I hope you will appreciate the thought we all put into this Lori!" she
said.
Lori was stripped of her clothing and made ready for the steel frame.
Foley
and Bardex catheters were again inserted into her and their balloons
were
inflated making removal impossible. A new rubber corset, heavier than
any she
had worn before was produced and placed on her. It was very long, and
included
a neck-piece and crotch with three holes for the catheters plus a plug
or
vibrator. There were straps which were tightly fastened and locked once
the
lacing was fully closed. The corset forced Lori's form into a beautiful
S-bend
and gave her a 16" waist. She was forced to take quick, short breaths.
The
neck-piece held her head up high and allowed no turning from side to
side. The
crotch forced the catheters well up into her body cavities and held them
there. Another vibrator was produced by Diane and pushed into Lori's
vagina;
it was held in by a temporary strap attached to the corset's flap. Karen
brought in a new gag, which she proudly announced was of her own design
and
made especially for use with the steel frame. This gag had a wire/rubber
cage
which was forced over Lori's tongue and held it firmly. Around the
tongue cage
there was a heavy rubber bladder which could be inflated, and attached
to this
at the outside was a metal fitting with a screw attachment. Once this
whole
affair was in Lori's mouth, only the metal fitting was visible, and she
could
hardly utter a sound. Karen said "This is only the start with your gag,
dear,
since we must insure that you make no noise during your trip. More
later."
Lori was unable to answer her.

Heavy rubber stockings were pulled up Lori's legs and attached to the
corset's
garters, pulling them tight. It was difficult to bend her legs with them
on,
they were of such thick rubber. Similar rubber gloves were pulled up
Lori's
arms. The gloves reached to the top of her shoulders, and were attached
with
straps to her neck-piece. It now became difficult to bend her arms and
flex
her fingers. A hood, made of the same heavy rubber was laced tightly
onto
Lori's head. There were small colored glass eyepieces which Lori could
barely
see through, and nose tubes for her to breathe through. There was a
small
opening for the gag's screw piece to fit through. The helmet had small
earphones which fit inside Lori's ears. She could be fed white noise, or
someone could talk to her through them; otherwise she could hear
nothing.
Thigh length boots were laced onto her legs. These boots had incredible
ballet
heels which were at least 9" high. The boots had a two inch strap at the
top
which covered the knot of the laces, and this strap was pulled tight and
locked with a small padlock. Karen kept the keys. Now that Lori was
"dressed"
and was prone on the floor (she couldn't stand in those boots!), Karen
attached several more items to Lori's body.

Steel bands were locked onto her neck, upper torso, waist, thighs,
ankles,
forearms and wrists. Each band had several fittings welded on so that
bolts
could be passed through. Over the end of each ballet boot, Victoria
placed a
harness of straps which ended in a steel loop right at the boot-tip, and
there
was a matching loop behind Lori's heel. Now no time was wasted as the
four
women picked Lori up and carried her over to the frame. She was lowered
stomach first onto the bottom half of the frame. The first attachment
was to
pass a bolt through her waist belt and on through a matching hole in the
frame, then threading a nut onto the bolt and tightening it with a
wrench.
This served to hold Lori onto the frame while the top half was lowered
over
her prone body. The top half was fixed in place so that the total height
of
the frame was no more than two feet. Next, a cross member was placed
vertically at Lori's neck and adjusted so that bolts were passed through
it
and her neck band forcing her head up and forward. These bolts were
tightened
also. Then Lori's legs were bent double and a bolt was passed through
each
ankle and thigh band; her legs were held in a doubled up position. Each
knee
was then strapped to an outer cross member of the frame forcing her legs
wide
apart. Her arms were bolted together at the wrists and forearms, forcing
them
into the familiar single-glove position, and then they were attached to
the
top half of the frame by more bolts and nuts at the wrists and forearms.
Her
arms were now held together as one and forced upward in contact with the
top
half of the frame. Each leg was similarly bolted to the frame from her
thighs
and ankles. Lori was now in a pretty much fixed state, that is any
movement
was practically impossible. But now Karen introduced what she termed the
"fun
part".

>From the front of the frame, Karen passed a threaded bar through a hole
strategically placed in front of Lori's gag. She pushed the bar into the
hole
of Lori's gag and began to thread it slowly into the gag. As this was
done,
the cage around Lori's poor tongue grabbed and held it, but also began
to
slowly pull it forward in her mouth. The fixed position of Lori's head
made it
impossible to move forward and so her tongue was slowly pulled forward.
Karen
was careful to note when Lori's discomfort level seemed just high
enough, and
then gave the bar another couple of turns. The bar was then locked in
place at
the outside of the frame. Lori could hardly believe it; her tongue
seemed like
it was being pulled out of her head. She was even further distressed
when the
rubber bladder over the cage began to inflate, filling her mouth and
tightening around the cage even more. It was totally impossible to utter
a
sound; only a low whine was heard through her nose tubes.

Next Karen moved to the rear of the frame and pushed a similar bar
through a
similar hole and pointed this towards the vibrator in Lori's rear. The
strap
holding the vibrator in place was removed, and the bar was then threaded
into
a matching hole at the base of the vibrator. The bar was threaded slowly
into
the vibrator, pushing it far into Lori's vagina. She could not move and
could
only feel the pressure building. She was impaled from the front and rear
and
could not move at all. She could barely see through her colored glass
eyepieces. The heavy rubber encasing her body was getting her too
hot...she
had to get out, but couldn't. She was nearly in a panic; then the
vibrator was
turned on. In her earpiece she heard Karen tell her that the vibrator
would
run continuously from a high powered battery pack which would be placed
inside the box with her.

Finally, a chain was passed through the steel loops at the tips of her
ballet
boots. This chain was pulled forward to the front of the frame and
locked to
it. Nipple clamps were applied to Lori's breasts and tightened. Each
clamp had
a small steel loop at the tip; a smaller chain was produced and pulled
through
these loops. This chain went back to the vibrator and attached in such a
way
that the vibrations were also transmitted to Lori's nipples. The Foley
catheter was attached to a bag inside the frame so that no leaks were
possible
there. Lori/frame was then lifted off the floor and placed inside the
large
wooden crate. If Lori could have screamed or moved, she would have done
so but
it was impossible. She felt the Bardex tube being attached to another
tube. It
was a hose which attached to a heavy rubber enema bag inside the crate.
The
bag was filled with a mixture of water and vegetable oil. A timer was
set by
Karen so that periodically there would be some of this mixture injected
into
Lori's rectum by the Bardex. She would not be able to expel any if it
until
she had arrived at her destination and been freed. This would be a long
time.
As a last touch, Lori's nose tubes were attached to another tube inside
the
crate which led to a hidden opening on the outside for her air supply.

The girls said a final goodbye as Karen and Sharon lowered the top of
the
crate over Lori's prone, still body. It would be impossible to detect
that a
live body was inside. Lori was plunged into darkness as the top was
nailed on.
All she heard was the white noise playing in her ears. She was filled
and
immobile. The package was ready for transfer.