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Tales from the Asylum - File #4
🕑 Added 2021-07-21 12:44:43 +0000 UTCThursday nights were boring at the Bondage Asylum. There were only a handful nurses working their shifts and the patients were either sleeping tightly bound in their cells or being entertained in the special treatments ward. Kimber strolled the empty corridors and was happy to finally have some time alone. She had been stressed out lately and needed to think. Too many stupid things had happened: On two occasions, her staff had conducted involuntary commissions on the wrong persons, and at least in the most recent case it had been her nurses' fault. The responsible nurses, Natalie and Christina, were punished by having to work extra shifts. In the middle of all of that, Kimber's boss had vanished into thin air and left all the decisions to his assistant Sienna. It was a logistical nightmare since no one knew who was responsible for what. Everyone was coming to Kimber now with their issues and she had tried to make the best of it. Still, she was tired.
Looking through the tiny windows into the cells and watching their immobile inhabitants squirm made her wonder for the thousands time what it might feel like to be so powerless... No decisions, no movement - just the tight embrace of latex and leather and nylon... And sexual bliss, if one was lucky enough to get the right treatment. Kimber's eyes fell on a name tag next to one of the padded cell's doors reading Samantha Fox. Miss Fox was one of their very special cases for she was not a rich girl paying to get some kinky fun, but rather an actual criminal sentenced to an involuntary stay here due to lack of capacity in the prisons. Basically, she was just to be kept bound and gagged all the time as long as the court did not decide otherwise. The coming weekend, however, was going to be a memorable one for her. After half a year of incarceration, she was finally about to be released on Monday. As a goodbye-gift, Kimber had made a few adjustments to the inmate’s schedule: the next few days, she would spend in relaxed, minimum-security bondage in the Asylum’s spa-section, being caressed and brought to orgasm after orgasm by the most skillful members of the staff! It was the absolute best treatment plan any patient ever had – because it was not really meant for Miss Fox.
Kimber held her ID-card in front of the sensor and the heavy steel door unlocked. Miss Fox sat on the latex-padded floor, bound and muzzled, and looked up at her visitor with utmost indifference. Kimber closed the door behind her and kneeled next to her. “Well, hello there!”, she said politely. “Rumor has it you’re about to be released in a few days”, Kimber said, while the inmate just looked at her. “So… would you mind getting out a little early?” The look on the little parts of Miss Fox’ face that were visible changed from slightly hostile to curious. “Basically, I’m offering to get you out of all this stuff. We switch our outfits and equipped with my key card, you walk right out of here. There’s so few nurses around at this time and date, you will barely run into anyone. And even if you should, the staff is switching their shifts so frequently, no one really knows who’s here and who’s not. There’s no catch for you, but it’s in your own interest to keep absolutely silent about this until your actual sentence is up on Monday. Otherwise, I’m afraid your absence here will count as an escape attempt, further punished by additional time. The other thing I require from you is not to ask any questions as to why I’m doing this. I have my reasons you should only really see it as a chance on early release. So, have you understood, and do you agree to our deal?” Samantha Fox looked deep into the eyes of the nurse, as if she was weighing in on her offer. Then, she slowly nodded and Kimber started to unbutton her coat.
