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Evie visits the Codex Cryptae Research and Development Labs to assist them with testing a new restraint system, and finds herself enveloped in their project!
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“One big deep breath,” Agent D called out. “We’re right here to give you air as soon as it stops moving.” Even her perky voice had just a tinge of worry to it now. It wasn’t reassuring. I glanced at her, then over to Agent J, knowing how reliant I was upon them now.
That was when I noticed the ‘breathing tube’ Agent J was holding was actually part of a plug gag with a leather strap. Why was I not surprised?
Agent J noticed my questioning look. “It’s so the tube is well insulated around your mouth from the heat and moisture of your breath,” he offered.
“Well, of course it is,” I said wryly, and took my last deep breath for a while.
While the slime was nearing my wrists, it was also finally overtaking my face. As soon as I felt the tickle on my left cheek, I closed that eye. With my right, I stared at Agent L until the last moment. Then I closed my right eye and tried to relax.
I felt the flow of slime come to a stop as it covered the rest of my head and my splayed fingers were pulled together and encased. Then all was quiet and still for a moment. I could feel the black shroud becoming more firm about me, compressing and tucking in wherever it hadn’t already. I was cut off from all senses except the feel of the snug rubbery material around me.
And heat. It was increasingly hot inside as my body heat was contained, and I could feel a layer of perspiration everywhere on my flesh. ‘Heat and moisture keeps it pliant.’ I squirmed around a bit, and found that to be true–I could move my arms and twist my hips.
Muffled voices came from beyond my rubbery prison, and I felt hands on my face and chin. A brief wisp of cool air touched my lips, and then a rubber tube was pushed between them. I wasn’t even aware I was clenching my teeth until I opened them enough for the tube to force its way in and lay flat on my tongue. I compressed my lips upon it, and exhaled the stale breath I’d been holding. Slowly I drew in fresh cool air from the tube.
I thought I felt a tingle of the slime closing around my lips, but then the flat leather panel of the gag was pressed against them, and I felt Agent J buckling the strap behind my head. I made a whistling sound through the tube and nodded my head to indicate I was ok.