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B O T H F O R E V E RSupple leather slid from side to side as they both worked the shiny smooth
material of their jackets down over their backs. "Why did you wish to see
us, Mr. Director?" one asked as they both plopped themselves down in to one
of the multitude of thick black leather couches that filled the executive's
plush office."Brian, Joey, I have a serious matter to discuss with you," stated the young
director of Calm Crescent Psychiatric Hospital for the Mentally Ill. Having
been thrown in to the job since his father's recent legal photo nymphet passing, Mike tried to
sound authoritative, but his fear of not being able to live up to his
father's role showed around the edges. His calves slightly shook with
nervousness and Brian noticed.With a slight smirk on his face, Brian moved his glance from Mike's calves
to his eyes and asked, "What's this all about?"Now slightly more uncomfortable with having to give Brian and Joey orders,
the director tried to hold composure and began, "Well, uh, how do I put
this?" As he started to nervously pace in front of the two hunks, who were
so solidly and comfortably hugged inside the plush leather cushions of the
leather couch, the director continued, "some of your paper work, well, it
just doesn't add up."Joey extended his lower lip over his upper lip in defiance. Mike continued,
"I'm not exactly sure what you guys have been up too, but I'm confident that
you know what recent admittances you've processed that I'm talking about."
Mike stopped pacing to look directly at Brian and Joey in order to gauge
their reaction. They were calm and as self-assured as ever. Mike
continued, "Normally, this wouldn't be an issue because I trust you guys,
but I've got some state legal officials that have been snooping around,
requesting records, and such. So we need to fix the situation as soon as
possible. Make it right. Understand?" After an awkward pause, Mike began
to regret giving such a direct order.But soon Joey smiled at him and said, "Of course we understand bud. We'll
take care of everything. Don't you worry.""So you'll make sure they get released?" Mike passive aggressively delivered
the order."First thing tomorrow," Brian uttered.In relief, Mike sighed, "Great." Mike began walking back to his large
mahogany desk virgin nymphet underage while stating, "So unless there is anything else that we need
to discuss, you guys preeteen nymphet girls are free to leave.""Well, actually there is one thing we'd like to bring to your attention, Mr.
Director," Brian interjected."Yeah," Joey added, "We thought since we had to come in here, that we'd show
you something that we're, well frankly, pretty disturbed about."Mike raised his eyebrows in anticipation. He wanted everything at Calm
Crescent under his new leadership to be perfect and did not like to hear
about something that was amiss."It's the new restraints you've ordered," Brian informed as he effortlessly
raised his body up from the deep sunken cushions of the couch."What about them?" defended the director as Joey slid his body across the
leather couch towards his thick black leather duffel bag that sat near his
feet."They're shotty and useless," Joey explained as he unzipped his duffel bag
and wedged out a mass of thick shiny black and brown leather with shiny
steel buckles and thick straps coiling in all directions. Mike immediately
recognized the restraint. It was one of the new extra high security model
straight jackets he had ordered. He'd spent weeks researching new and
better restraints and had paid thousands of dollars for the new items.Brian added, "The craftsmanship on the new jackets is, well, `poor' would be
giving them too much credit. We can't use them."Mike was shocked: "But these jackets are more extensive than the old ones.
They've got extra reinforced layers and more straps."Joey now had the straight jacket fully out of his duffel bag and said, "Sure
there are more layers and straps, but the stitching is laughable. Anyone
can easily get out of nymphet angel tgp this jacket." The director moved up to Joey and the
jacket and started inspecting the stitching and the reinforced extra layers
of leather. Like the old jackets, the strait jacket was primarily black,
but brown patches of leather reinforced the areas where the patient's
elbows, hands, and chest would be."Well there doesn't look like there is anything wrong with it to me guys,"
the director stated in astonishment.Joey laughed, "You're kidding us dude.""No, no," the director explained, "I mean just look at it! There has to be
three layers of leather here on the patient's chest alone. The company said
it would deter the patient from trying to bite their way through. They
wouldn't get past the first layer.Brian bullied, "You believe everything you hear? Since when is biting
through a strait jacket a concern? You know most of our patients are fully
gagged."Mike was insulted with their doubts and asked himself, "Did I really
misjudge the new jackets?" But the jacket was so thick and heavy and as he
pulled on the straps, they seemed so secure and unyielding. His arm muscles
began to tire from handling the massive jacket and he wasn't even in it.
"This jacket looks more secure than the old ones for sure. I can't see how
you guys think its not," the director spoke."You think this could hold someone? Ha-ha," Joey taunted, "There is no way
man! No way!"Mike began to get really discouraged and frustrated. He had to make them
see the jacket was unbeatable. Why couldn't they see that this was not only
very capable of holding someone, but also that it was the most heavy duty
straight jacket that he knew existed? "Well have you tried putting someone
in it?" Mike asked."Huh, and let them escape? No way," Brian informed, "We may as well escort
them past security ourselves.""You're crazier than the guys that are in here," Joey mocked, "if you think
we'd be able to restrain someone with these things."Mike was so frustrated now. "Put me in it," Mike demanded, "I won't be able
to get out, you'll see!"Joey laughed hysterically."What man?" Brian asked in disbelief, "Why waste our time with this thing?
It's a joke."Mike struggled to find the openings of the sleeves for his hands: "C'mon,
just help me get in to it. You'll see, I swear, I'll prove that these
jackets are good." Brian hesitantly moved over to Joey, whose abs were
hunched inwards still laughing hysterically at the director's request.
Brian slowly grabbed on to the massive contraption of leather and easily
wedged the sleeves up to Mike's hands. He was so much more capable of
maneuvering the thick leather than the director."This is stupid. This jacket will practically be falling off of you before
we even start strapping it up bud," Brian predicted. Mike furiously
struggled to wedge his arms toward the sleeves. Just as Mike's hands
reached the holes, Brian quickly tugged the strait jacket away from Mike
stating, "No, no, this isn't right. If you're going to try to prove that
this thing can hold someone, then you have to loose the shirt just like all
the rest of the patients. I'm not going to let your clothes snag you in and
let you try to say the jacket works." Frantic to prove Brian and Joey
wrong, Mike consented and yanked at the bottom of his shirt and swiftly
pulled it up over his head revealing his washboard-abs stomach and ample
pecs. "That's it," Brian soothed as he repositioned the sleeve holes back
against Mike's hands. Mike firmly pressed his arms deep down in to the
sleeves. He wanted nothing more than to prove these meat-heads wrong. He
was so frustrated at their doubts. He loved the new jackets and he couldn't
stand to see them taunted so badly. "C'mon Joey, give me a hand," Brian
requested, "I'm going to need someone to help me keep this jacket from
falling apart on us, ha-ha." Joey laughed even harder and slowly began
maneuvering himself to Mike's back. Both Brian and Joey continued laughing
at the director and his prized strait jacket. Brian slowly pressed the
leather up over the director's chest and Joey helped maneuver it around his
back. The weight of the jacket was heavy and as the thick brown yolk of the
chest region planted itself firmly below Mike's chin, Mike realized how
impossible it would be to try to chew on the leather. The thick nymphet kid sluts
layers on
his chest pressed heavily against his rib cage and caused him to need to
work hard at expanding his lungs for air. Joey tugged at the back straps to
secure them in place."See how tight and heavy this is going on me?" Mike asked."Whatever," Joey mocked, "You'll be out of this thing in no time.""Yeah," Brian added as he firmly grabbed hold of Mike's wrists holding the
thick leather sleeves imagem ukrainian nymphets in place, "this is a complete waste of our time."
Joey finished tugging and restraining all four back straps and Brian
forcefully porno kids and nymphets crossed Mike's arms around his chest still holding tight on to
the sleeves encapsulating Mike's wrists. Brian was effectively hugging Mike
as Joey strapped the sleeves in to place at the back. Next, Brian looped
and locked a strap that vertically wrapped around Mike's arms in the front.
He then strapped a belt that ran horizontally along his arms in the front.
The new jacket's tiny nymphets dark collection
design prevented Mike from moving his arms too far up or
down."This thing is so soft. It's just like butter," Brian stated, "You could
press past the leather right now if you wanted." Mike defiantly tried
pressing his hands past the butter soft sleeves but they held him in to
place. Brian began tugging at the crotch straps and looping them around
Mike's crotch.Joey saw this and said, "Nah little nymphets daddy
Brian, just like the shirt, we have to do this
right." Brian cocked his head and smiled at Joey and moved his hands away
from the crotch straps and on to Mike's waist. As Brian's fingers found the
button on Mike's pants, Mike jerked his hips.Brian stated, "Joey's right, we can't let your pants snag up the jacket and
let you think the jacket works." Brian unsnapped the button, slid down the
zipper, and began wedging Mike's pants down his ample thighs. Brian then
placed his hands on to the upper edge of Mike's boxers and tugged them
straight down exposing Mike's cock nymphet pthc
and balls to the crisp air."Hey man, not my boxers too!" Mike exclaimed.As Brian cupped Mike's balls with one hand and began wedging one of the
crotch straps between Mike's balls and right thigh, Brian responded, "You
know the routine; man, if I had a dime for every boy's balls I've had to
handle..." Joey immediately grabbed hold of the end of the crotch strap and
securely buckled it in the rear. The vulnerability of his tool being
handled by Brian sparked a more intense fiery in Mike's struggles and he
bucked and squirmed in the jacket.As Brian and Joey completed the second crotch strap, Mike protested, "It's
not budging for me guys, can't you see?""Nah, you're putting us on; you're not even trying," Brian mocked. Mike
began tugging and straining his arms forcefully but they went no where. The
jacket held them firm in its embrace. Brian put his hands around Mike's
biceps and squeezed. "C'mon, squeeze back. Just squeeze back and you'll
press past the weak stitching," Brian instructed. Mike struggled to flex
his bicep which slightly pressed the three leather layers of skin against
Brian's hand. "You're not flexing back, Mike; don't put us on," Brian
ordered as he greatly increased his hand's nymphets board sandra firm squeeze around Mike's bicep
causing it to de-flex."I can't flex when you're doing that," Mike squealed."Stop lying," Brian ordered, "This jacket sucks and you known it." Joey
started tugging on the final strap: a thick leather collar belt."I can't believe you've let us get this far Mike," Joey taunted as he firmly
pressed the leather belt around Mike's neck locking it in to place. "You
better stop playing and get out," he continued as he slapped Mike's chest
playfully. Both Joey and Brian stepped back and watched Mike struggle. He
strained his arms in all directions but nothing budged. The leather simply
stretched minimally and pulled him back in to place. The crotch straps were
wedged up Mike's ass and he could not get them to slide down. His fingers
could not feel anything except soft supple leather. The three layers of
leather around his fingers were just too much. Mike twisted and contorted
in all directions, but nothing helped. He was stuck. He was so glad that
the jacket was not breaking but so mad that neither Brian nor Joey had
conceded defeat. Surely they must see how strong and powerful the jacket
was. "Oh man, you're unbelievable, "Joey explained, "I can't believe you're
not letting yourself out yet!"Brian added, "If I was in that thing, I would have been out before all the
straps were even done up."Joey eyed Brian: "Not that you'd let anyone put you in a strait jacket man!
You're not that stupid." Brian moved over to Joey's side and punched him in
the gut."Watch what you say Joe," Brian ordered. Joey's side recoiled. Brian
reached down in to Joey's leather duffel cp child nymphets bag and pulled out a massive
leather gag."What are you doing?" Mike weakly asked. Brian moved over to him surely and
steadily and raised the gag up to Mike."Now this, Mr. Director, is something tried and true. Unlike the strait
jacket, you won't be able to get it out. So if you don't want this in, you
better get your hands out and stop us. I'm tired of you playing like your
strait jacket isn't anything less than mediocre and low quality," explained
Brian. Joey moved behind the director and held his body steady. Brian
pressed the thick gag up to the director's lips and Mike began shaking his
head back and forth. Joey clipped Mike's nose closed from behind and soon
he had to open for air. Instead, he got a mouth full of leather as Brian
firmly pressed the gag deep inside. Joey tightly jerked and strapped the
gag's belt to the back of Mike's head. As Mike began suckling on the gag in
order to prevent choking on his own saliva, he heard a soft knock at the
door. Joey anxiously opened it and in walked Rob."Is he ready?" Rob asked."See for yourself," Brian motioned towards Mike. Rob eyed Mike from head to
toe. The rough brown leather contrasted with the thick black shiny
material."Damn," Rob commented, "these new strait jackets really do the trick.""Our new director really knows how to pick um, don't you Mike?" Brian asked
as he rubbed Mike's shoulders.Joey added, "I thought two layers of leather was enough, and these new hard
core jackets have three! Man nymphets ru oh man!""You brought the stretcher?" Brian asked Rob."Yeah, the new ones," Rob winked at Mike, who was beginning to panic big
time. He tried to scream and yell for the three to un-restrain him, but all
they could hear was a soft muffling. He tried to kick and scream as the
three nymphet in nylon moved him over to the stretcher, but the jacket held his arms firmly
in place. Brian alone could have handled him, but all three securely
strapped him down. Once Mike was firmly tied down, the three wheeled him
down in to a leather cocoon room. The walls were thick black leather and
had deep brown reinforced patches. He had been so stupid to let Joey and
Brian get the better of him and Mike soon realized that Calm Crescent was,
once again, under new leadership.Joey kicked back on a leather couch in Mike's office as Brian
methodologically sorted through various folders and stacks of paper. Joey
commented, "You think Mike's realizing that it'll take a whole hell of a lot
more than he was able to do to get us to give those two up?"Brian smiled as he placed the papers he was working on back in to a filing
cabinet and answered, "Definitely. Mike would be happy with us though.
I've made everything `right'."Joey chuckled, "You is `da Man, bro!"Brian walked up to Joey and straddled pedo nymphets free galleries
the over-sized leather armrest next to
him. Kneading his hands in to Joey's shoulders, Brian suggested, "Now,
let's go have some fun."Tucked deep inside their leather prison of thickly padded black leather
walls and tucked tightly inside the newly styled black thick leather strait
jackets with brown leather reinforcing laid Mark and Ryan. Once they heard
the sound of the three deadbolts swinging open, they nymphettes nude both began to stir
inside of their strait jackets, which were even more frustrating to try to
deal with than the old ones. The thick brown reinforcing made the already
tight jackets even tighter. The contrasted brown color psychologically made
them both feel more helpless. It was as if they had even more to deal with
than before and served to make them both feel like they should give-up.
They both knew they would not be able to work past the first layer of black
leather, let alone the second black layer and third brown layer. Their
fingers felt even more wedged together inside the deep thick padding of the
sleeves because the third layer of brown leather around their hands was
stitched tighter than the previous jacket's version. The wide yolk that
encompassed the area around their neck and tapered down to their stomach
glistened against the black leather and weighed heavy on their lungs. The
jacket was just too much to bear and they had both become more submissive in
their states of mind.As usual, Joey and Brian struggled against the thickly padded unsteady floor
to get to Ryan and Mark. Joey picked up Ryan; Brian picked up Mark. They
secured them both in to wheel chairs and took them down the hallway. It was
Joey who stopped first and began unlocking a door. Brian stopped young nude nymphetes Mark's
chair two doors down and began unlocking a similar door. "Goodnight Joe,"
Brian smiled.Joey gleamed, "Have fun."Brian swung open his door and glided Mark inside. Brian switched on a
light, dead bolted the door, put the brake on Mark's wheel chair, and
disappeared through a doorway at the opposite end of the room. Mark took in
his new surroundings. The room was not your standard Calm Crescent room.
It was more like a normal bedroom that you'd find in any normal house. The
floor was carpeted, nymphet erotica chill
the lower half of the walls were wood paneled, and the
upper half was covered in solid burgundy wallpaper. There were wooden
framed pictures along the walls showing majestic scenes that featured
animals such as deer and bears. There was a large bed with a large soft
burgundy comforter with a night-stand at each end. A mahogany chest of
drawers sat perpendicular to and a vanity chest sat opposite the bed. There
was a large burgundy leather couch and chair at nymphets free pics gallery the opposite side of the
room with a sturdy chest in between them that served as a coffee table.
There were burgundy throw rugs at various locations around the room. Mark
soon heard the sound of water and started to see steam coming from the door
Brian had existed. Mark soon realized that Brian was taking a shower and
that this room must be his personal bedroom. Mark couldn't help but feel a
sense of privilege to be inside Brian's personal space. Despite the
complete control and trickery that Brian and Joey put Mark through, Mark
still possessed admiration towards his "fixation." Nonetheless, Mark was
unsupervised at the moment and couldn't stop himself from trying to escape.
He struggled and strained with his jacket as well as the restraints holding
him sunken in to the wheel chair. As always, the leather gave a fraction of
an inch, squeaked a little here and there, and gently pulled Mark back in a
firm embrace.Brian returned to the bedroom with a large burgundy towel wrapped snuggly
around his waist, which emphasized his supple six-pack. He held a smaller
towel up to his head to finish drying off his hair. "Still trying to get
out, huh, buddy?" Brian smiled at Mark. Fully gagged, Mark could not
respond. Brian turned his back nymphet panties to Mark as he neared the chest of drawers
and began pulling out various articles of clothing. Mark was surprised as
Brian let his towel fall to the floor exposing his smooth bare naked ample
butt. Brian stepped in to a pair of pedo underage nymphet gallery black boxer briefs and pulled on a
black tank top, which hugged his body and further emphasized the mass of his
biceps. Brian then turned to Mark with a smile, "Ready for bed, kido?"
Brian moved towards Mark and patted his head with his hand before placing
both his hands on Mark's shoulders firmly kneading them as he had down
countless times before. Brian then crouched down in front of Mark and began
tugging off his restraints. Once Mark was free of the wheel chair's straps,
Brian pulled Mark up from the wheel chair and positioned him alongside his
bed and began un-strapping the back of Mark's strait jacket. Once all the
back and crotch straps were released, Brian extended his arms around to
Mark's front and undid the straps holding his arms in place. Finally, Brian
helped Mark pull his arms out of the jacket. Brian then un-strapped Mark's
gag and gently pulled it out. Mark was not sure what to do. He knew he
would not be able to get past the locked door and was too happy to be out of
the strait jacket to try to give Brian a reason to re-restrain him. Brian
then opened up his comforter and said, "Go ahead Mark, climb in." Mark did
as he was told and Brian entered the bed behind Mark. Once Brian was on the
bed, he began pushing Mark towards the center of the bed. Brian began
tugging in to the bed's sheets and soon wrapped his arm firmly around Mark's
waist. Mark closed his eyes and took in the nice feeling of Brian's arm as
well as the soft sheets. He was so glad to be out of the sticky hot
straight jacket. Mark soon realized that Brian was again tugging in to the
sheets and had pulled a belt around Mark's waist. Mark heard some clicking
and Brian next gently grabbed hold of one of Mark's wrists and guided it to
his side. Soon Brian locked a belt around it and began tugging at Mark's
other wrist. Brian locked a belt around this one as well. Mark was now
strapped to the inside of Brian's bed via built in leather cuffs. Brian
next crouched down over Mark and belted his ankles before finally returning
to clasp his arm once again around Mark's waist. With Brian gently
snuggling against Mark, the two soon feel fast asleep.Upon waking up, Mark soon realized that he was being wedged back inside his
strait jacket. Upon fully restraining Mark in to the jacket, Brian then
picked Mark up and nymphet goth girls placed him back inside the wheel chair. Brian took Mark
back to his leather cell which was already holding Ryan as well. Once Brian
had left forbidden underground nymphet
and locked the deadbolts, Mark asked, "How you doing Ryan?"Ryan responded, "Oh, I'm okay." He continued, "It was so weird. Joey let
me sleep with him last night and didn't even keep me in the strait jacket."
Ryan tugged against his strait jacket. Mark soon discovered that Ryan had
undergone the same experience. He too had been released from his strait
jacket and had been allowed to sleep with nymphet underage porn
Joey. He had also been restrained
in to belts that were built in to Joey's bed. Ryan described Joey's room
similar to Brian's, although the color was done in blue, not burgundy. nymphet art gallery Mark
and Ryan both tried to brainstorm ways to escape from Calm Crescent, but no
new plans came to mind. Nothing they had ever thought of worked.That afternoon, inside a plush downtown office with sunken black leather
couches sat a restless young unshaven man. Above him stood an older
composed cleanly shaven man in a neatly pressed suit who stated, "I'm sorry;
my unofficial efforts just are not working. I thought we'd be able to get
them released but the director stopped returning my phone calls. It's like
he's avoiding me now.""So what do we do now?" exclaimed the young man."Look Rick," the lawyer answered, "we'll just have to go through the legal
process. Remember those forms you filled out?"Rick nodded.The lawyer continued, "Well, I had filed them as our back-up plan. And, I
just got word that sweet nymphetes the courts have accepted our case. We meet with Calm
Crescent's representatives before a judge tomorrow morning. Now, let's go
over all the details of our case."That night, once again Brian and Joey took Mark and Ryan to their bedrooms.
Once again, Mark saw Brian take his shower and change in to his underwear.
This time, Brian put on his white boxer briefs and a white tank top. Brian
again removed Mark's strait jacket and helped him up in to his warm bed.
Soon Brian's arm was once again wrapped tightly around Mark's waist. Brian
began moving Mark's wrist in to the leather built in cuff. Mark was
expecting Brian to loop the buckle which would lock his wrist in to place.
Instead, Brian moved his lips next to Mark's ear and holynet nymphet
whispered, "Can I trust
you tonight?" Mark lay still before nodding, "Yes." Brian pressed his
forehead in to the side of Mark's head and gently nibbled on his ear. Mark
slowly moved his head away and lowered it near Brian's ample chest. Mark
gently nestled his head in to Brian's pectorals and underage nymphets rompl
Brian smiled. He firmly
pressed his chest back against Mark's head and gently wrapped his arms
around Mark's body. The two feel fast asleep in a firm supple embrace.Hearing somebody knocking, Mark began to wake. His head was still gently
resting on Brian's bare chest. Brian soon also began to wake becoming
conscious of the knocking at his door. Brian gently eased his body away
from Mark stating, "Stay put."Brian stepped out of bed and unlocked and opened the door. In stepped Joey,
who, upon immediately seeing Mark, stated, "What's he doing out of
restraints?""It's okay,' Brian informed, "What's going on?""Well, I wasn't so lucky with Ryan last night. He tried to escape so I had
to put him in high stress seclusion.""The pressure cooker?" Brian laughed."Yeah, but he's all ready to go now," Joey stated as he reached back in to
the hallway and pulled out a regulation looking strait jacket. It was cream
canvas with brown straps. It was the least nymphets young nymphets heavy duty looking strait jacket
that Mark had ever seen. It was definitely more "standard issue" than the
black all leather strait jackets.Brian turned to Mark: "Bud, we've got some business to take care of today.
Will you go willingly for me?"Mark slowly got up out of bed and walked towards the two. He started to
extend his arms and Joey eagerly raised the thick canvas up to him."That's it buddy. Such a good boy," Brian commented as he pulled the canvas
around Mark's back and securely began fastening the thick leather straps.
Soon they folded Mark's arms around his body and restrained the single
crotch strap. The jacket was definitely looser than any strait jacket he
had ever been in before; yet, Mark could still feel a sense of
vulnerability. He didn't think he'd be able to get out of the jacket if he
tried. And, he was feeling a special bond with Brian and Joey and felt glad
to be given the chance to show them that he could be trusted. He wasn't
about to risk loosing that trust by tugging on his restraint.Brian and Joey guided Mark in to the hallway where a leather wheel chair
awaited him. After Mark sat down in to the chair, he was surprised that
neither of them restrained any of the multitude of straps that dangled from
all directions of the chair. They simply began wheeling him down the
hallway.They passed through several corridors and took an elevator up before
entering the main lobby area that Mark and Ryan had unsuccessfully used to
try to escape. Rob once again was sitting behind the front desk. Tightly
restrained an in identical wheelchair to Mark's, in an identically looking
strait jacket sat Ryan. Rob was gently rubbing Ryan's thighs as he looked
up at Brian and Joey. "All set?" Rob asked.Brian nodded.Rob wheeled Ryan down a back hallway and Brian and Joey followed with Mark.
Rob stopped at a massive door and proceeded to unlock several deadbolts.
Once the door was open, Mark could see that the space outside resembled a
loading dock. The back of an ambulance awaited them. Rob unlocked and
opened ambulance's rear doors. Inside, all Mark could see were thick white
canvas walls. The entire space was a padded cell. Joey naughty nymphets ixtractor
began helping Rob
un-strap Ryan from his wheel chair and then lift Ryan up in to the
ambulance. Brian guided Mark up in to the nymphets illegal xxx ambulance also before closing the
doors and locking them shut. Mark and Ryan hot romanian nymphets
could hear the three entering
the front of the ambulance and began feeling their new sweet naked little nymphets
padded cell moving.
Mark tried to talk to Ryan but Ryan did not respond. His eyes were glossy
and drool ran down the side of his mouth. "He must have been sedated,"
thought Mark.About a half an hour later, the ambulance stopped and the doors opened.
Rob, Brian, and Joey helped little strawberry nymphets Mark and Ryan out of the ambulance. The new
environment made Mark extremely conscious of his strait jacket because he
appeared to be in a public space of a city. They were in a back parking lot
with tall buildings surrounding them. nymphet camp vombat Brian grabbed hold of Mark's
shoulders and escorted him towards the back entrance of best anal nymphets
a nearby building.
Joey and Rob helped Ryan to follow. Mark noticed Joey was carrying his
usual thick black leather duffel bag over his shoulder.Soon they were all inside the building and entered a small room with several
chairs and a small table. Brian left the room and returned several minutes
later. "We're all set to go," he informed. They all re-entered the hallway
and made their way towards a larger main hall. Rob propped open a large
door and Brian and Joey escorted Mark and Ryan in to a room. It was a
medium sized court room.Brian veered Mark towards one side stopping just short of the front row. As
Brian firmly pushed Mark down the second row of seating, it was then that
Mark noticed a familiar face in the front row of the adjacent side of the
court room. It was Rick. Rick darted up out of his seat and anxiously eyed
Mark and Ryan. Once he realized they were both in strait jackets, anguish
crossed his face. "Ryan!" Rick shouted. But Ryan remained silent. His
eyes were still glossed over. Rob, Brian, and Joey paid no attention to
Rick. Rob and Joey pushed Ryan down the second row of seating and sat him
down between the two of them. Rick's lawyer placed his hand on Rick's
shoulder and motioned for him to sit back down.Several minutes later, the court session began with the usual standard court
room proceedings. The judge entered and performed several court room
formalities. Soon Mark realized that Rick had filed a case against Calm
Crescent and the judge was going to determine if Mark and Ryan were legally
and medically bound to remain at Calm Crescent or if there was some wrong
doing and should be released. A lawyer representing Calm Crescent as well
as Rick's lawyer presented various types of information to the judge, who
finally said that she wished nymphets in thongs
to speak with Mark and Ryan independently and
alone. She returned to her chambers and a police guard neared the end of
the second row next to Mark and Brian. Brian helped Mark out of the seating
and escorted Mark back to the judge's chambers. Brian helped Mark sit down
in a chair before the judge's desk and the police guard escorted Brian out
of the room. Returning back inside of the room, the guard closed the door
and stood next to it. The judge faced Mark and began, "I'm going to make
this quick and simple. I am here to keep your best interest in mind. I
just want you to tell me your version of what is going on here. Why are you
in Calm Crescent; are you being fairly treated there; do you think you
should be released?"Mark wanted Brian to be in the room. He wanted to be back in his bed with
his head on his chest and Brian's arms wrapped tightly around his waist.Mark finally answered, "I think I am there because they found something
wrong with me concerning my mental health. I like Calm Crescent and am
treated fairly. I think I should be released when they say I am better.""So you are not mistreated?" the judge asked.Mark shook his head, "No.""Do you know of any instances where patients are mistreated?" the judge
added.Again, Mark shook his head, "No.""Is there anything else you wish to add that I should know about before I
make my ruling?"For the third time, Mark shook his head, "No.""Very well, see him out," the judged finished. With that the police officer
opened the door and in walked Brian. Mark was surprised at Brian's stance.
Within the judge's chamber, Brian's stance was no longer authoritative and
self-assured. Instead, Brian appeared to be carrying a small sense of
vulnerability on his shoulders. It was small, but it was still there. Mark
was relieved to have Brian clasp on to his arms through the jacket and help
guide him upwards and out of the teen nymphette underage nymphet
room. They passed Joey, who was escorting
Ryan to the chambers. As Brian guided mark back down in to the second row
of seating inside the court room, Mark noticed the nervous anticipation in
Rick's eyes.Ryan and Joey did not return for some time. Mark had only visited with the
judge for about five minutes. It seemed like Ryan was in there forever.
Finally, Joey and Ryan returned to the second row. Moments later, the judge
returned.She began, "I have received all of the evidence the two sides have wished to
present in addition to all comments the patients would like to submit. I do
not take such a case lightly. I have nothing but great respect to our
city's psychiatric nymphets studios top
establishment and do not like to see complaints against
the institution, which has until now held a spotless record of excellence.
Further – ""Excellence?" Rick screamed as he stood up and continued to shout: "What the
fuck? You call this –"Rob immediately stood up and charged towards Rick as Rick's lawyer tried to
calm Rick down. The judge immediately began pounding her gavel and ordered
Rick to silence his outburst. Joey followed Rob as they both darted towards
Rick. Brian grabbed on to Ryan to make sure he'd stay seated.Rick continued, "Calm nymphets angels ukrainian Crescent has been nothing but –," and Rob tackled him
forcefully pinning one of his arms up behind his back. Joey grabbed hold of
Rick's second arm with one hand and wrapped his other arm around Rick's
neck."Calm down," Rob ordered, "or we'll have to put you in restraints.""That is enough," the judge demanded, "Need I remind you that this is a
court of law. I will have no further outbursts. Is that understood?"Joey responded, "We can put him in to standard restraints your honor. We've
got `um with us. It's no problem to us at all.""That will not be necessary. Will it?" the judge asked Rick.Rick began to settle down and nodded his head, "No."As Joey and Rob began releasing their firm holds on Rick, Rob whispered in
Rick's ear, "Keep it up and we'll drag you off with your brother."Rick greatly resisted the urge to sock Rob square in the jaw. Rob's
prophecy was one Rick did not wish to help fulfill.Joey and Rob returned to their seats on either side of Ryan. Brian returned
his attention to making sure Mark was safe. Rick hesitantly sat back down
and the judge continued, "As I was saying, Calm Crescent has had a spotless
record and should not be labeled as having any part in any wrongdoing
without sufficient evidence. At the same time, patient rights are something
that the courts must work hard to ensure. Thus, I will need to carefully go
over all that has been submitted. You will have my ruling tomorrow morning.
This court is adjourned."Once the judge had left, Rick tried to approach his brother, but Rob stopped
him short. Joey and Brian swiftly escorted Mark and Ryan away from him.
"You're really asking for it, aren't you Rick," Rob taunted. Rick noticed
the police officer eyeing him and hesitantly backed away. Rob followed
behind Joey out of the courtroom.Once back at Calm Crescent, Joey and Rob disappeared with Ryan. Brian
wheeled Mark down a familiar corridor. Mark recognized it as the one that
led to the leather cocoon padded cell. Brian unlocked the door and pulled
out one of the heavy duty new leather strait jackets: black with reinforced
brown leather. Brian silently began un-restraining Mark from the standard
more innocently looking strait jacket and placing him in to the new heavy
duty one. Mark could have tried to dart down the hallway; he could have put
up a fight. He could have protested. But Mark went willingly. He eased
his arms deep in to the leather sleeves of the strait jacket. Mark couldn't
help but notice Brian's stance. Much like inside the judge's chambers,
Brian's stance was somber. There was a small sense that Brian had lost a
small amount of self-assuredness even though his masculinity still shown
through in every way. His white shirt stretched across his pectoral muscles
and Mark's gaze got lost in Brian's body much like the time he had passed
Brian in the hallway at school. Mark had been transfixed by Brian's leather
jacket, which had been unzipped revealing his pectorals stretched tightly
across his chest. Mark had looked up from Brian's chest in to his eyes;
Brian's eyes had held Mark tightly. Just like that day at school, now
halfway in to his heavy duty strait jacket, Mark once again moved his gaze
from Brian's sculptured pecs up to his eyes. Brian's dark brown eyes locked
on to Mark's. Ironically, Mark felt that this time, Brian was trapped by
Mark's gaze. Mark could sense Brian breaking. Brian's eyes quivered and
his lips slowly moved as he released: "I might loose you, Mark."Immediately, Mark outstretched his leather-covered arms and clasped them
around Brian in a firm hug. Brian felt taken aback and surprised, but
slowly began to return the embrace. Slowly and softly, Mark released:
"Brian, I love you."Brian nudged his head against Mark's to contort Mark's neck towards Brian.
Brian managed to get Mark's head in the exact position he wanted. Mark
closed his eyes as he felt the soft supple lips of Brian meet his own.
Innocently and slowly, Brian began sucking. Mark dared only #ÈÌß? a slight suck
on to Brian's lower lip. Upon feeling Mark's mutual return, Brian took off
like a tiger. He swiftly picked Mark nymphet model links
up holding his ass against his crotch.
Mark's nudist nymphets legs dangled behind Brian's back. Brian swiftly took Mark down the
hallway and up the elevator to his room. Brian lowered Mark on to his bed
and swiftly tugged the thick leather strait jacket off of Mark's arms
followed by Mark's shirt and pants and let them drop to the floor. Brian
removed his own shirt and pants. He only stood in white boxer briefs.
Brian gently pushed Mark down on to the bed and planted himself on to Mark's
chest. Brian bent his knees placing his thigh muscles on either side of
Mark's face. bbs nude 2007 nymphets
"I'm not going to force you," Brian informed as he stroked
Mark's hair. Mark raised his chin and gently kissed Brian's cockhead
through his underwear, which caused Brian's underwear to massively stretch.
Brian smiled and slowly lowered his hips down to Mark's. He scooted Mark
towards the center of the bed and gently pressed his underwear covered cock
up against Mark's butt. Brian gently hugged Mark's body resting his hands
on the outside of Mark's underwear. His hands cupped Mark's balls and cock
through Mark's underwear. Mark found his favorite spot against Brian's
chest and Brian pressed his chest firmly against Mark's head. In their firm
supple embrace, they both, for the fist time ever felt truly at home. Brian
felt completely in control. Mark felt completely controlled. Like leather,
their embrace was firm and supple soft. Playfully, Mark tried to arch his
hips away from Brian's cock. Brian's hands, still firmly holding Mark's
package, allowed Mark to move a fraction of an inch away before they gently
pulled him back closer than ever. They both felt they could completely
trust the other and fell peacefully in to a deep sleep."After careful consideration, I've made my decision," the judge informed the
next morning before Calm Crescent's and Rick's lawyers, "I hold nothing but
respect towards Calm Crescent. Going against them as an institution is not
something I ever want to do. Ryan's testimony was strong. I also feel that
Rick is sincere and has nothing but love towards his nymphet nude link brother. My decision
stands as follows: Mark and Ryan are to be immediately released from Calm
Crescent. Case closed.""Hell yes!" Rick exclaimed to his lawyer in the main hallway."This police officer will escort you to Calm Crescent immediately," the
lawyer informed Rick.The police officer wasted no time in getting Rick to Calm Crescent. He even
fired up his police sirens to expedite the trip. The guard hut at Calm
Crescent presented not one problem. The guard who had strip searched Rick
during his very first visit smugly rushed open the main gate and the police
officer and Rick trotted up the hill to Calm Crescent's main entrance.
Through the glass doors, Rick could see Rob get up from behind the front
desk and walk over to the entrance. He took his keychain from his belt and
unlocked the two deadbolts of the doors. "I have a court order to pick up
Ryan and Mark!" Rick ordered."I understand," smugly stated Rob. "But they are not here," he ukrainian nymphets 2 picman continued."The hell they aren't!" Rick demanded."I am sorry Rick; they are not here. Now, don't make a scene Rick or we'll
have to restrain you," Rob continued as a beefy orderly approached them from
behind the desk with a massive strait jacket dangling in his arms."Where the hell are they?" Rick demanded."They were released this morning," explained Rob, "Before any court ordered
them to be released, Calm Crescent found them to no longer be in need of our
care.""Where did they go? Where are they?" Rick demanded."I don't know Rick. I assume they went home. You should go home. Your
brother will probably be at home waiting for you," Rob predicted."Where is Joey?" Rick further demanded."Rick, he's not here," Rob further explained, "Joey and Brian gave their
notice of resignation this morning.""What?" Rick searched for words, "They didn't leave with my bro did they?"Rob hesitated and eyed the orderly with the thick leather strait jacket.
Rob continued, "As a matter of fact, yes. Yes, they did." Rob returned his
gaze to Rick's eyes, which were now filled with a combination of fear and
sadness. Rob finished, "They said they were going to take them home."Epilogue
Two years later a young man on a motorcycle pulled in to the driveway of a
modest split level suburban home. As he removed his helmet, the man neatly
tugged off his leather gloves and folded them up in to a small compartment.
Next, he emptied out all his pockets placing his loose change, wallet, and
pocketknife in to the compartment alongside the gloves.The man took a moment to reflect on all the events that had happened over
the last two years. Most notably, how he notty nymphets had struggled and dealt with his
sexuality and how lucky he had been to meet the guy of his dreams. With a
smile on his face, he dismounted his bike.Crossing the driveway to approach the front door, he took note of the black
jeep Cherokee parked in the driveway, the three deadbolts on the front door,
the lack of windows on nymphetsnude the lower level, and that if he looked closely in to
the double glass of the front window, he could see the faint image of a
sofa: oversized, thick, black, and made completely out of leather.He was anxious and excited to see his little brother as well as his
brother's best friend, who had become a second little brother to him. Hell,
the guys who they both trusted were beginning to grow on him too.
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