Fit girls break free, are re-tied stronger F/f

[TheOldPirate]

Lauren’s breath came in short, sharp bursts as she twisted again, pulling hard against the heavy fabric of the straitjacket. Her long, curly red hair, now damp with sweat, clung to the sides of her face, her freckles standing out against her flushed skin. Every muscle in her 5’5” frame was working, her bare feet scuffing across the padded floor. Her panel gag muffled the sounds of her determined grunts as she fought the restraints with fierce concentration.

"Mmmphhh... nnnphhh!" Lauren growled through the gag, the noise vibrating through the room as she continued to tug and twist. Her arms strained, and the jacket began to tear slightly, just at the shoulder. Feeling the fabric give way, she redoubled her efforts, twisting with even more force.

With one final tug, the seam ripped, and Lauren stood panting, triumphant in the middle of the padded room, the torn remains of the straitjacket hanging off her. Her freckled face broke into a proud grin behind the gag.

We zoom out, and suddenly, we’re in another room. Keiko, Freida, and Taylor sat on the floor, all three of them tightly bound in their own straitjackets, panel gags muffling their voices as they watched Lauren’s struggle on the laptop screen.

Keiko, barely five feet tall, with long, dark silky hair and striking green eyes, leaned forward excitedly, the thick fabric of the straitjacket pressing against her curvy frame. "Mmmphhmmph!" she exclaimed, nodding toward the screen with a wide-eyed expression of excitement.

Freida, the tallest at 5'7", with rich dark skin and thick, long dark hair, rolled her eyes playfully. "Mmmphhrm!" she muttered, shaking her head as she shifted her weight, her strong, muscular body adjusting in the tight jacket.

"Mmmmphh! Mmmph!" Taylor, with her pale skin and shoulder-length brown hair, huffed in frustration as her hair kept falling in front of her face. She tossed her head yet again, trying to flick it away, but the hair stubbornly clung to her sweaty forehead. "Mmph!"

All three women gag-talked in frustrated excitement, their bodies shifting as they watched Lauren’s triumph.

Standing over them, Emma, who had a close-cropped afro and dark skin, smirked as she folded her arms across her chest. She was 5’5”, just like Lauren, with a curvy, strong build that showed she was just as athletic as the others. Emma wasn’t bound like the rest of them — she was their guide for today’s challenge.

“Don’t get too excited,” Emma teased, nodding toward the screen. “That was one of the older models. You’re all wearing the new, stronger jackets. And trust me, they’re much harder to escape.”

"Mmmphhmm?!" Keiko gagged excitedly, her green eyes wide with curiosity.

"Mmrrphff!" Freida added, her dark eyes narrowing in challenge.

“Mmphph! Mmmphmph!” Taylor gag-talked, still frustrated with her hair but eager to test herself against the new jacket.

Just then, the door opened, and Lauren stepped into the room, panting and covered in sweat, the torn remains of her straitjacket hanging from her shoulders. She grinned behind her gag as she saw her friends, nodding toward them with a sense of pride.

“Mmph! Mmrmph mmph!” Lauren gag-talked cheerfully, letting them know just how much fun she had escaping the older jacket.

Emma smiled, shaking her head. “Alright, you’re all going to get a chance to try out the new ones.”

The excitement in the room was palpable. Keiko, Freida, and Taylor nodded eagerly, their muffled chatter growing louder as Emma began to strap Lauren into a brand new, heavier straitjacket. The fabric was thicker, the buckles more secure, and the challenge even greater.

Once Lauren was fully bound again, the four women were led into the padded room where Lauren had escaped earlier. The walls, soft and padded, were ready to absorb their struggles.

Emma stood at the door, arms crossed. “How about we make this interesting?” she said with a grin. “First one to escape wins bragging rights.”

The four women exchanged eager glances, muffled exclamations filling the room.

“Mmmphh!” Lauren nodded, her red hair bouncing as she shifted in her new jacket, the challenge exciting her.

"Mmmrmph!" Freida agreed, rolling her shoulders in preparation.

"Mmpphh!" Keiko added, her small frame bouncing excitedly.

"Mmphph! Mmmph!" Taylor tossed her head again, trying to clear her hair from her face, her pale skin flushed with excitement.

With that, Emma left the room, and the contest began.

The padded room quickly filled with the sounds of shuffling feet, muffled grunts, and the creak of straining fabric as the four escape artists set to work. Each woman used different techniques — shifting their weight, pulling against the seams, and twisting their bodies in an attempt to find any weakness in the new jackets.

“Mmmphh… rrmmph!” Freida grunted, her dark skin glistening with sweat as she tugged and pulled. The thick fabric of the jacket held firm, resisting her every move.

"Mmmphph! Mmm!" Keiko growled in frustration as she tried to twist her arms free, her long, dark hair whipping around her shoulders as she shifted. Her curvy body made it difficult to maneuver in the tight jacket, but she wasn’t giving up.

"Mmmphhh! Mmm!" Taylor huffed again, tossing her head as her hair fell into her face once more. The pale skin of her face was flushed pink from exertion, but she grinned behind her gag, enjoying the challenge.

As the minutes passed, the women grew hotter and sweatier, their breathing becoming heavier as the challenge continued. None of them were making much progress, but that only fueled their determination.

“Mmmph! Mmm!” Lauren encouraged, nodding toward Keiko as if to say, “You got this!”

“Mmphph! Mmmphph!” Keiko responded, her green eyes narrowing as she tugged harder, a grin forming behind her gag despite the frustration.

“Mmmphff! Mmrrph!” Freida chimed in, laughing through her gag as she struggled against the heavy jacket, enjoying the challenge even as the sweat dripped down her face.

They all started to relax into the effort, and soon, their struggles became more playful. It started with Lauren nudging Keiko lightly with her shoulder. Keiko, always competitive, nudged her back, a giggle escaping behind her gag.

“Mmmph!” Keiko squealed.

Soon, Freida joined in, bumping into Lauren playfully. “Mmmphph!” she taunted through her gag, her deep brown eyes gleaming with mischief.

Taylor, who had been trying to toss her hair back again, suddenly found herself in the middle of the playful shoving. “Mmmph! Mmm!” she exclaimed, struggling to maintain her balance.

Before long, the four women were wrestling on the padded floor, laughing and giggling through their gags. They rolled over each other, twisting and turning in their straitjackets, their sweat-slicked bodies sliding against the padded walls. It wasn’t about escaping anymore — it had turned into a fun, playful contest, each woman trying to out-wrestle the others.

“Mmmph! Mmmph!” Freida taunted, pinning Keiko for a moment before Keiko wriggled free, her long, dark hair flying around her face.

“Mmmphph! Mmrrph!” Taylor shouted as she tried to push Lauren off her, her hair finally falling free of her face.

Lauren, laughing through her gag, rolled onto her back, panting with exertion. “Mmmph! Mmmph!”

Just then, Emma appeared in the doorway, leaning casually against the frame as she watched the playful chaos unfolding before her. She couldn’t help but grin.

“I thought you were supposed to be escaping,” Emma said dryly, raising an eyebrow.

The four women froze mid-wrestle and looked up sheepishly. There was a brief silence before all five of them burst into laughter, their giggles muffled behind the panel gags. They had been caught, but none of them seemed to mind.

After a few moments, Emma stepped into the room, shaking her head with an amused smile. “Alright, none of you escaped. But I’ve got to say, you put in some good effort.”

“Mmmphh!” Keiko groaned, flopping onto her back in playful frustration.

“Mmphph!” Taylor chuckled, her face red from laughing as much as from the exertion.

Emma grinned down at them. “Tell you what… if you want, you can keep going. I’ll give you another couple of hours.”

The four women looked at each other, eyes gleaming with excitement. Despite the sweat dripping down their faces, their hair plastered to their foreheads, and the exhaustion creeping into their muscles, they weren’t ready to stop. Not yet.

“Mmmphhh!” Lauren nodded eagerly, her red curls bouncing.

“Mmphmph!” Freida added with a grin.

"Mmphph! Mmm!" Keiko chimed in, always ready for more.

“Mmmph! Mmm!” Taylor tossed her hair back again, smiling behind her gag.

They all gag-talked excitedly, their muffled voices overlapping as they nodded in agreement.

Emma chuckled. “Alright, then. Have fun, ladies.”

With that, she left the room, leaving the four escape artists to continue their playful struggle. They grinned behind their gags, enjoying every frustrating, exhilarating second of their challenge. No one was escaping anytime soon — but that was all part of the fun.

[cj2125]

Please gender tag your story

[Xtc]

Hi, @TheOldPirate ,
Usual nag: Please gender tag this tale at next visit or I am going to have to take it down.

[TheOldPirate]

It's pretty depressing when the only comments you receive regard how you fucked up. Where should I go where someone will actually read this with vague intent, not concerned with gender quoting? Or is my writing that shit? It's okay, just tell me and I'll stop.

[Caesar73]

It's pretty depressing when the only comments you receive regard how you fucked up. Where should I go where someone will actually read this with vague intent, not concerned with gender quoting? Or is my writing that shit? It's okay, just tell me and I'll stop.

I did read this Tale, liked it - but just did not find time to comment. It is an excellent Tale - and please continue writing.

[RopeBunny]

I liked this.

A good read, don't (or at least I don't) often come across straightjacket stuff here, and admittedly though it happens to be something I like, I don't think I've ever written one into a story.

Oops

So, definitely worth the read, thank you. Enjoyed the twist of them all becoming playful, no longer focused on the challenge.

Will there be more?

[Mask6910]

This was a fun story! Please continue writing