At first the straitjacket feels fun and I like the look of my body wearing it, especially how the jacket perfectly frames my breasts. I admire myself in the mirror But it soon begins to feel uncomfortable and I grow quickly bored and tired of it. I try to escape the leather and chains. I cannot protest as a huge ballgag makes me drool and prevents me from speaking. The ankle chains and red heels means that I can only take small steps. I struggle too much and I am quickly hog cuffed and left alone with no chance of escape
