Jo Gets Fitted

THE COSTUME CATASTROPHE

II

Hailey's car came to a stop sooner than Jo had expected.

Are we already there?

she thought.

"We're making a brief stop. As most of the inmates at my asylum are trouble, they have to wear the asylum's mandatory footwear if they misbehave. Now, aside from a small tug on your leash back in the club, you've been well-behaved, but I like to be prepared, so I'm making sure you get measured and fitted anyways," Hailey told her. "This shouldn't take too long."

Hailey took the leather bag off of Jo and got out of the car. She then went around to the passenger side and opened the door for Jo before grabbing her leash. As Jo was disoriented from being unable to see, she stumbled out of the car and nearly fell. Hailey quickly noticed this and removed Jo's blindfold.

"As you've been well-behaved so far, I'll allow to look about inside the store, but if you try anything while we're in there, I'll have to put it back on you."

Jo nodded. She looked up and noticed that they were outside the adult clothing store that Jo had visited yesterday when she picked up the straitjacket she was now trapped in.

Small world

, Jo thought.

As Hailey led Jo into the store, Jo took the opportunity to look around and see what she might not have noticed yesterday. She'd been meaning to peruse this store for a while, but had been rather busy lately, and coming here seemed to like it was going to turn into an activity that happened at an unspecified time that never came up.

Hailey led Jo to the register almost immediately, but Jo was unaware of who was working the counter as her focus was on the wall of that contained a vast assortment of gags of all shapes and sizes. The one that fascinated her the most was the bit gags. The wearer's mouth was not necessarily filled, but the gag forced a rubber bar between their teeth.

Jo felt a tug at her leash.

"We can look at that on the way out," Hailey told her.

Jo turned around to face the counter and was shocked to see a familiar face standing behind it.

She was shocked to see her friend Fahar standing there. Though Fahar had never been secretive about what she did for a living or where she worked, Jo was not expecting to see her tonight, especially in the predicament she had gotten herself into. She was relieved that Hailey had decided to put a hood on her before taking her somewhere else.

"I assume you're getting a new inmate fitted?" Fahar asked Hailey.

Hailey smiled. "I am. I picked up this one from a party about half an hour ago. The costume she was wearing made it hard for me to resist."

"Well, as I know you like to stay on theme with colors, may I suggest a matte red or black leather?" Fahar inquired.

Hailey took a moment to think. Jo made eye contact with Fahar, wondering if her friend recognized her.

"Though I really like it when my inmates wear black, I feel like red might work better for this one," Hailey concluded. "Something about a red and black uniform seems to look pretty good on her."

"Red it is, then. Do you know her shoe size?"

Hailey got Jo's attention again.

"Would you might lifting one of your feet again? I think I might have seen the size on the bottom of one of your boots."

Jo moaned in response. She attempted to lift one of her feet high enough, but the ankle chain prevented her from doing so.

"The good news is that the both of us are here, so if she tries to escape, she won't get too far," Fahar said.

"A fair point," Hailey replied. She turned to Jo. "Would you mind taking a seat?"

Jo complied, and Hailey set about removing the leather cuffs and chain holding her ankles together; Hailey then took off her boots. Once free, Jo took a moment to move her legs and stretch a little bit. As she was doing so, Hailey handed one of Jo's boots to Fahar, who took a couple of minutes to give them a once-over.

"Well, she's a size ten, so thankfully you won't have to wait on anything. And I think I might actually have something in the back. I believe a customer ordered a pair but never came to pick them up."

Fahar went into the back of the store as Hailey remained with Jo. Hailey took a moment to secure Jo's leash to a post and sat down with Jo to explore her costume a little bit further.

Upon finding the flap hiding the crotch zipper, Jo let out a small yelp. Jo wiggled a little bit, and Hailey grabbed her leash. Jo let out an apologetic moan, and Hailey gave her a little bit more slack in return. Jo continued to vocalise her unintelligible concerns as Hailey explored further. Upon finding the crotch zipper itself, Jo watched as a hand clad in shiny black latex unzipped her catsuit and exposed bare skin to the shop's cool air.

Hailey ignored Jo's objections as she toyed with Jo. Although she was aroused, Jo panicked about this activity being spotted by her friend, but was equally nervous about what would happen if she didn't comply with Hailey.

"I think I might have to deal with that later," Hailey said.

Jo was unsure what "deal with that" meant, and she was equally unsure if it was a good or bad thing. She hoped it was positive.

Thankfully, Hailey re-zipped the crotch zipper on Jo's catsuit before Fahar reentered the room. Although she and Fahar were good friends, she was not sure if she wanted her friend to see what she looked like below the waist in this vulnerable state.

Fahar had reentered the room holding a large black box, which she put down on a table when she took a seat across from Jo and Hailey. When she opened the box, Jo was greeted with the sight of what appeared to be a pair of red lace-up thigh-high leather boots with an extreme heel that would force the wearer onto their toes.

"Should we make sure they fit her?" Fahar asked.

Panicking at the thought of her friend adding to her predicament, Jo quickly stood and tried to make a break for the door, only to be stopped a tenth of the way there by a strong yank on her collar. Jo yelped through the massive ball gag that filled her mouth.

"We should absolutely make sure they fit her," Hailey replied.

Hailey stood and walked up to Jo. After grabbing Jo's leash, she led Jo back to where she was sitting.

"I have a place for her to sit that would make this a little bit easier," Fahar offered. "I believe we have something in the back."

Fahar stood.

"If you'll follow me," she said.

Hailey undid Jo's leash from the post and led her down the hallway after Fahar. Upon entering a back room, Fahar gestured to an odd chair with leather straps for one's torso, upper thighs, and legs. Hailey forced Jo into the seat and proceeded to tighten every one of the straps except for the one's below Jo's thighs. Fahar then left to retrieve the odd boots that Jo had seen a few minutes ago.

"As you have tried to escape, I'm afraid you're going to have to wear my asylum's mandatory footwear," Hailey told Jo. "However, you get to choose which boot goes on first."

"Mhm?" Jo replied.

"Come on," Hailey said.

Being a leftie, Jo decided to go with her left leg. She complied and lifted her left foot. Hailey then proceeded to restrain Jo's right leg. Shortly after, Fahar reentered the room.

"I suppose we're going with her left leg first?" Fahar inquired.

"That seems to be the case," Hailey replied.

Fahar unwrapped the left red leather boot and slid it onto Jo's leg, pulling it halfway up Jo's thigh. Jo moaned as her foot was forced into the same position used by a ballet dancer.

"Now, if you haven't seen these before, they're called ballet boots," Fahar told Jo, still unaware that she was fitting a friend of hers. "They're quite useful for keeping troublemakers like yourself in line."

After she finished tightening the restrictive footwear on Jo's left leg, Hailey proceeded to belt Jo's leg back into place before releasing her right leg. Fahar did the same as before, but she couldn't help but comment on how well the boots she'd selected fit Jo.

"They're basically a perfect fit," she told Hailey. "I honestly don't think I've seen someone with such a good fit before."

Hailey and Fahar released Jo. Despite being mildly horrified by the experience, Jo couldn't help but admit to herself that her friend had done an amazing job with her selection.

As Hailey pulled Jo back into a standing position, she turned to Fahar to make a few more requests. Though it seemed that Hailey was a regular here as Fahar was able to answer her first question immediately without Hailey even having to ask it.

"Yes, I have ankle restraints. And, yes, they're red," Fahar told her.

"I'm also wondering if you have one or two vibrators and vibrator harnesses sitting around?" Hailey asked.

"I should."

Fahar returned to the back as Hailey led Jo to the register. When Fahar returned, she took a moment to secure a set of leather restraints to Jo's ankles and attach a chain to them like Hailey had done before.

After Fahar finished ringing Hailey up, she handed her a large opaque bag with what Jo assumed was two of what Hailey had asked for. She then smiled.

"Now, you bring all sorts of lovely ladies in here. Tonight, I have one request," Fahar said.

"Go ahead," Hailey replied with a devious smile.

"Can I put her blindfold on?" Fahar asked.

"Well, you fitted her, so why not?" Hailey responded.

Panicking again, Jo struggled against her bonds. She looked to Hailey and moaned, pleading for help.

Fahar stood behind Jo and paused.

"Gosh, you're so tall," she said. "I think I might have to get a tiny ladder."

Fahar laughed and walked off.

Jo moaned more, pleading with Hailey.

"Aw, do you know her?" Hailey asked.

Jo moaned and nodded, unsure of what else to do.

"Well, I'm not going to take off your hood or that gag, as that would definitely ruin the fun," Hailey said. "But I think I'll definitely let her know I've got one of her friends here with me. I picked up most of your stuff from your car on our way here."

Horrified, Jo moaned in protest and struggled in her straitjacket, hoping she could somehow escape before her friend came back. But as she was padlocked inside her predicament, her attempts were of course unsuccessful.

Jo moaned in defeat as Fahar reentered the room with a step ladder. She placed it right behind Jo and made her way to the top. She placed the leather blindfold over Jo's eyes and pulled the leather strap taught before putting a padlock on it to secure it.

"Now, before I go, my inmate here wanted me to know that she knows you," Hailey said with a smirk.

Jo moaned loudly in protest.

Fahar giggled. "Is that so?"

"You wouldn't happen to know a Jo Fields, would you?" Hailey asked her.

"Oh, I do!" Fahar answered. "As a matter of fact, I know her very well, Ms. Villanova." Fahar took a minute to run her hands up and down Jo's back. "Is that who's under here?"

"Is it?" Hailey asked Jo. "Remember, there's a punishment for dishonesty."

Seeing no other options, Jo moaned and nodded her head in defeat. Fahar smiled and purred.

"My, oh my," she said, "I've wanted to see her done up like this for a while. How'd you get her into it?"

Hailey laughed. "I didn't! She came to the party in a straitjacket, and all I had to do was make sure she was secure!"

Fahar grabbed one of Jo's breasts before whispering in her ear.

"You're a lot more fun than you give yourself credit for," she told Jo.

Jo yelped in surprise as Fahar slapped her ass while descending her step ladder. Hailey and Jo proceeded to leave, but before they could, Fahar called out to them with a request.

"I get off work in about an hour," she informed Hailey. "Would you mind if I swung by your place for a little while afterward?"

"Well, I have four other inmates tonight," Hailey said. "I can't manage them all by myself."

Fahar rested her shoulders on the countertop.

"Mhmm, sounds like a plan," she said.

Hailey smiled back and waved. Fahar waved back. Hailey then led Jo out the door and back into the passenger seat of her car. After doing Jo's seatbelt, she hopped back in on the driver's side and made a comment that made Jo wonder what other trouble she had gotten herself into by wearing a straitjacket to a party.

"It seems a friend of yours is going to be joining us for the evening."