Humane Restraints Novels & Stories

Sandra thought for a few minutes and turned around to look at him. “Tell me what you used, in the order you used them, and I’ll tell you if I liked it.” He sighed, reaching into the case and pulled out the handcuffs. “These?” he asked, and she smiled. “I liked those…I mean they were alright, and the blindfold wasn’t so bad. I didn’t realize how many other senses I could use at one time, until I couldn’t see what was happening.” “That’s the whole purpose of the restraints. Take away resistance and you have no choice but to explore new feelings and sensations. So, we will keep them. You remember these,” he said picking up the gold and diamond clamps.

Lavender's POV The Restrictor clicked as it was wrapped around my upper arm. I had seen something like this in movies, and only once in real life. It was almost identical to the ones convicts are made to put on to ensure that they do not try to run away. I never thought in a billion years that I would be placed in a position similar to that. Since I was quiet, and was ready to be calm, Alpha Toot called in a guard who put on the Restrictor on me.

I pulled the lid off and my smile widened when I found a set nestled in the box. "Oh my God, another harness," I almost squealed. "And it's red," I picked up the set and realized this one was a full-body harness. It could stretch to my thighs. There was a crotch area as well. "This is so cool," I noticed a matching ball gag restrain as well. I smiled coyly. "Oooh, looks like no speaking for me," I laughed. "Damn, I wish I could wear this today," "You can," Michael said.

He silences me by sucking, biting, licking, and nibbling my lips, suppressing my mewls. The chair has a lower head restraint and a facial restraint. A variety of strong leather straps, including a face mask, padded neck strap, chest and waist strap, four arm straps, two thigh straps, and two ankle straps, held me securely in position. The sturdy powder-coated box section metal construction is complemented by a padded leather seat, armrests, and backrests. “All the better to eat you, my dear,” he utters the stolen line with a throaty chuckle.

"I'm truly sorry, ma'am. Our product gave you a terrible experience. But I promise, the new model has built-in restraints, with no agenda and no paranoia, and if anything's off, one remote tap locks and destroys it. It stays fully controllable." "We'll swap it for you free of charge, with lifetime support. Please, give it one more try." I couldn't out-stubborn the man's earnestness, and after he wore me down for a good while, I finally nodded.

No response, no sign of acknowledgement from him. The Alpha didn’t move. Didn’t react. Didn’t recognize the authority. He just kept looking at Lyra. Like nothing else in the room existed. Lyra felt her grip tighten on the tablet. This wasn’t an error, it was a selection. “Engage restraints,” Karev ordered. A sharp mechanical click echoed as suppression cuffs launched from the platform, precision-targeted, designed to lock onto limbs instantly. They never reached him faster than anyone expected or tracked when A-01 suddenly moved and his hand came up. Caught the restraint mid-air and crushed it. Metal folded like it meant nothing.

I tried to press my thighs together, but the restraints wouldn't budge. Oh, he'd better wait and see… when it’s my turn, he’ll be the one begging! “What? Don't you have words anymore?” He asked in a satisfied grin. “Hmm,” I muffled, cursing under my breath. He moved away from my chest and walked back toward the table, his eyes never leaving mine. I followed his hand as he reached into the pouch and withdrew two small, metallic objects connected by a thin chain. They were adjustable screw clamps.

I ordered. Jasper complies without hesitation and with much eagerness actually, his body became able to remain still. I know he suffers from Hyperactivity Disorder, so stillness is near to impossible for him but I will try to make him learn little. Using restraints should help so once he is in the right position, I take the leather bracelet hanging from the top left of the bed and secure it around his left wrist and then use the one at the foot of the bed to restrain his left ankle. I proceed similarly with his right side and once I have adjusted all the chains, stretching his limbs to the maximum. Jasowe is left spread, eagle on the bed and barely able to move, except for his hard ditch tha

I shifted my hips a little feeling fresh wetness leak out onto the fabric beneath me while he reached for his belt. “Uncle Alex, are you really going to tie me up right here on the couch,” I asked, my voice coming out breathy as I watched him loop the leather around my wrists. “I am still so sensitive from the bath but I trust you to keep me safe during this full body treatment.” He fastened the belt loosely around my wrists and secured them above my head to the couch arm. His movements were careful but firm. “This is for patient safety and restraint Luna. It helps you stay still while I monitor your responses properly.