The Shop
JK (jkramer@tir.com)
As I looked around myself I couldn't help but think that this was a strange place for me to be. Here I am a scrawny 20 year old male and I had just broken into a small bridal store. I had heard that they kept fairly large amounts of cash here overnight. I was searching around the cash register when I heard a noise behind me. Before I could react I felt hands grab and hold me while a cloth was held over my nose and mouth. There must have been something on the cloth because I soon passed out.
I don't know how long I was out, but when I came to I was in a very unusual situation. I was in a open area of the store with a large curtain covering the wall in front of me. I was unable to move anything but my head, and upon examining myself I found out why. I was laced so tightly in a white satin corset that I could hardly breath. There were white stockings attached to the garters of the corset, and I had on white lace panties and bra complete with fairly large falsies. On my feet were white high heels. Now for the reason I couldn't move. There appeared to be a large heavily weighted stand with a steel rod going up behind my back. I believe the corset was lace to the rod. My ankles were firmly strapped to two rods coming off the base holding my legs about a foot apart and about six inches in front of the base. My shoulders were taped to another rod that ran behind my shoulders and down the back side of both arms all the way to my hands. My arms were taped to the rods at various spots completely immobilizing them and holding them in a relaxed straight down position and then bringing my hands almost together in front of me at my waist. Long white gloves covered my hands and the rods all the way up to my elbows. I might also add that I was gagged with a pair of panties (they were certainly not clean judging by the taste they left in my mouth) and my mouth was taped shut. I heard a noise and jerked my head back only to hit my head on the rod that ran up behind my back all the way to my head. The noise turned out to be my captors. They totally ignored my muffled pleas as one grabbed my head and held it up against the rod while the other took a role of white medical tape and began wrapping it around my head and the rod. In a very short time my head was securely fastened to the rod. They then began tightly wrapping up my neck and head. Totally mummifying them except for two tiny holes for my nose and two tiny holes for my eyes. They held up a mirror for me to see my self. My body looked very female with the bra, panties, corset, stockings, heels, and gloves, but my head looked like a human head totally devoid of all features. If I really squinted I could see the eye and nose holes, but they had wrapped my head so tight that the tape looked a seamless mask covering my entire head and neck. My captors disappeared for a couple of minutes only to reappear with a very beautiful long sleeved high collared wedding gown that they held up in front of me. They then lifted it over my head and brought it down and proceeded to put it on me. They had a little problem getting my arms into the sleeves, but eventually worked it up my arms and on to my shoulders. Then after a few adjustments I could feel them pulling up the zipper from the waist all the way up to the top of very high collar of the dress, and thus sealing me into it. The last thing they did was to put a veil on my head and tape a bouquet of flowers in my hands. After a few adjustments to the veil and dress I heard one of my captors say he looks perfect. The other one then said yes but we sure cut it close on the time. None of this made any sense to me. Why did they do this and what was the time limit they were working under, but it all became very clear what my purpose was as they pulled back the curtain in front of me. Daylight streamed in from the show room window as I looked out over the busy street in front of me. The one lady said to the other as they walked away "To bad we can't afford real mannequins."