The experiment is still going on.
I met two members of the Committee last night.
One of them has made my braces, he was very interested in my thoughts and feelings.
He checked very carefully all the points that could produce problems.
It gave me a weird feeling again, it’s a mixture of maybe even torture and at the same time strict care for me ... I feel cared for but at the same time I feel uncomfortable.
At the same time, I myself am also interested in how my feelings progress. Also physically.
After checking, I tried a corset that was attached to the leg braces. It is a tight long corset with a full steel frame, leather upholstery inside and outside.
It is shaped so that it comes up under my armpits and under my tits. It comes down almost to my hips from the sides but is shaped so that I can sit reasonably well.
The corset and leg braces have an accessory that connects the joint with steel rails to each.
In the evening I lay on the table and this member of the Committee explained to the guards how the whole thing would be put on me.
When I lay on that table the whole thing even felt comfortable.
The guards learned how the parts are attached to each other and how the joint locks work.
I felt like a robot!
The body of the corset is strong but because the hip joints are far apart, they are subjected to a lot of torsion if I try to move.
That’s why the leg braces are joined together with the spacers so my legs are like welded together.
After the test, everything was stripped away from me and I had normal evening activities.
It felt good to walk again "normally" even though my legs were weak after immobility.
I slept my night according to normal routine.
In the morning I got new neoprene leggings and a shirt.
Leggings are open crotch so they're pretty practical.
Neoprene isn’t as comfortable as cotton, it’s more sniffy and I don’t like it. But it’s thicker and prevents a rigid metal body from rubbing against my skin.
It was strange to see a brace corset ensemble of themselves standing next to the wall, waiting for me.
It really looks like a robot body.
It is also very heavy! I watched as the guards dealt with it. It requires strength from them.
I sat on the bed, legs straight. Handcuffs behind my back.
The guards dressed me like a hospital patient ... socks, then braces and boots at the same time. They laced the braces carefully. Because the braces are exactly made for me, they fit perfectly when the boots are on my feet.
When the braces were in place for my handcuffs were opened, corsett part was put under me and I fell down at the "in" it.
The handcuffs were moved to the front and my hands were raised over my head and attached to the end of the bed.
The corset was closed and laced. Because the steel frame of the Corset is at the back, the cords are in front of me.
When everything was ready, my handcuffs were removed from the bed and I was helped to stand. I moved next to the wall and the handcuffs were attached up to a chain on the roof.
The leg braces were joined together with accessories, the knee locks were locked so my lower body was completely stiff.
The joint connecting the braces and the corset was tightly connected with screws.
I stood straight, hands up, and the guards tightened the corset lacing once and for all.
"And now a surprise gift from the Committee," the female guard said with a smile and brought a large stack of leather into the cell.
She introduced me to two big leather pieces. Black leather, leather was clearly thicker than normal dress leather, It was like furniture upholstery leather.
“Since your normal clothes would be hard to wear, you now get new ones designed for this use,” she said.
The skirt was long, from waist down to ankles. It was widening slightly downwards. It had a long zipper all the way so the skirt could be fully opened, it was easy to put on me.
Likewise, the top had to be zipped at the back. It was sleeveless and effectively covered the corset cords that were on the front, under the shirt. The shirt was tight, made to measure but it didn’t matter because the corset was tight anyway.
The shirt had wide shoulder straps that were closed with lockable buckles. Thus, the shirt is able to wear handcuffs locked.
Eventually I stood in the middle of the cell like a statue, I had no chance to move.
Feeling was not stable, a small gust of wind could knock down me easily. Fortunately, the guard supported me all the time.
I already had time to think about that as I move into the daytime cell. The problem was solved quickly when another guard brought in a small trolley.
The guards simply lifted me onto the platform and tied me to the frame with a nylon strap.
They pushed me to the day cell, next to the office chair.
My lock was opened so I could sit in a chair, I was fastened to a chair so I couldn’t accidentally fall down.
I started my day as always, ate my breakfast and started the day’s work.
Everything feels more difficult now that movements are severely restricted. My arms move normally but I can't turn my upper body, for example. It also has a big impact on the function and reach of the hands.
I have to learn a lot of new ways of doing things.
I can move my legs up and down below the knees but I need to be precise so the knee locks don’t snap shut.
While sitting, the corset presses against my lower ribs, it feels painful all the time. When I stood there was no problem.
I have already had one toilet visit and a food break today.
The toilet requires a lot of work and learning, including from the guards.
Today it is bad weather, windy and rainy outdoors. I don’t have outdoor activities today, thankfully.
