A Mislaid Trap

By Lord Frodo

Wanda smiled brightly as she stepped from the elevator, greeting her husband's secretary. "Agnes!" She beamed. "Long time no see!"

Agnes looked up and gasped. "Mrs. Cartwright! What a pleasant surprise!"

Wanda shrugged. "They're pulling asbestos out of the air vents in my office so suddenly I find myself with an afternoon off. I thought I'd surprise Harry. With our conflicting work schedules, we hardly ever see each other."

Agnes looked over her notes. "He's at a meeting right now, but I think he's free for lunch. He should be done in a half hour or so. Would you like to wait in his office?"

"That will be fine." Wanda put her finger to her lips. "And mums the word!"

Agnes made a key locking gesture over her mouth and smiled.

Wanda slipped into the quiet office. Her feet sank into the plush carpet. The expansive window behind his overly large mahogany desk dominated the room. Wanda stood before it taking in the breath taking view. She could see other office buildings across the way and she wondered; if she were fucking her husband on his desk, would they be able to see them? She looked at the desk, then looked at the window and decided that was a most kinky plan.

On the desk sat a large box wrapped in expensive gold paper with an ostentatious ribbon on top. Wanda leaned over the desk pretending to accidentally notice who it might be for. Her heart skipped as she saw her name.

Wanda found herself smiling. It would be just like Harry to surprise her just as she was surprising him. She looked it over with a professional eye. It was flat and square, so it had to be clothes and if it were clothes, then it was her duty to try it on and be sure it fit, then put it back and act most surprised when he gave it to her.

She gasped as she lifted the lid. Inside was a shimmering black latex corset. It flowed almost like wet tar in her fingers, like the awakening of some strange, alien being, soft and rubbery and oh, so kinky. There were matching pumps and chrome plated cuffs with swivel rings attached to them. There were two broad based dildos of different sizes at the bottom of the box. Wanda felt her heart quicken as a mischievous smile crossed her lips. This was going to be a surprise.

"Agnes?" She said into the intercom. "When Harry gets here, hold all his calls please, for about an hour or so?"

"Will do."

With her breath fluttering in her lungs, she took everything out of the box and ducked into the bathroom. There she quickly stripped. She held the corset in her hands. It had heavy bone lacing to give her the figure of a pinched wasp's hide and a well shaped bottom. It giggled mutely with rubbery squeaks as she stepped into it and slithered it over her hips. It was a tight fight. She had to put a small dab of hand soap at her hip bone to get it up and over. In the box there had been a button hook and Wanda strained to maneuver the hook behind her back, through the button hole to the button. She took a deep breath and let it out pulling the button through the button hole with a grunt. She felt her lungs beginning to twitch for air as she pulled, harder and harder.

There was a click.

Wanda felt a spark of jubilation. She took a moment to catch her breath. It was so tight!
It pinched slightly and she tugged it and twisted to get a proper fit. It was going to be difficult getting all the buttons and she wondered how she would be able to get them all. Perhaps she would have to return it for aq larger size.

She caught a glimpse of her self in the mirror. Even undone she looked steamy. No pain, no gain she thought as she looped the next button. It was surprisingly easy. She marveled how each button came easier and easier until she was completely laced. She could only breathe in short, shallow breaths and she had to stand stock straight, but her image in the mirror was so hot, she could see her nipples perk with desire. She was growing wetter by the second and couldn't help but touch herself. She pushed that out of her mind. Harry was due soon.

She could not bend over to put on the shoes, so she dropped them on the floor and stepped into them. They were a smidgen tight, but as her feet slipped in, they seemed to give just a bit for a perfect fit.

There was a click.

She wondered if she might have stretched them too much. She took a few tentative steps and they felt fine. She felt a bit of a pinch with each heel, but with a wiggle, it was gone.

She took up the cuffs. She quickly locked the ankles and wrists on, surprised at their perfect fit. They seemed to just adjust themselves so that they were comfortable. She ran her finger along the surface of the wrist cuff. They were seamless, the two ends of the cuff merging perfectly. There was no key hole. Wanda wondered if it was magnetic key of some sort. It must still be in the box, she thought. They pinched too, but it quickly faded.

There were nine more cuffs and it took Wanda a few moments to figure out where they went. Two locked above her elbows. Although she could still bend her arm, she had to do it without flexing the muscle. Two locked at the top of her arm making movement an interesting feeling. Two went above her knees and two at the top of her thighs. The last was a twelve centimeter wide neck stock. It was contoured to fit snugly under her jaw and slopped to meet with her shoulders. Although it was the definition of kinky, she realized it would keep her head erect and would be uncomfortable. She decided to wait until she could hear Harry enter the office before she put it on. She looked at the two dildos, both fat and heavy. Her pussy was too wet to need them, so she set them on the sink beside the collar.

She turned from the mirror. Her slave image of shining silver and glistening black only drove her to the quick. She sat down on the toilet seat as a delicious yawn escaped her lips. She crossed her legs, feeling the moistness down below. She could see her husband, taking her in his powerful arms, throwing her across his desk and having his way with her, his massive cock slipping into her well lubricated pussy, filling her with his mass, her cunt packed with scrumptious tightness.

Wanda opened her eyes, blinking into the bright light. Her mouth was dry, her butt, throbbing from sitting on the hard seat. She squinted as she looked around the bathroom. Had she dozed off? Had the corset cut off her air supply? She stood up, feeling the corset like it was a part of her. She thought she could wear it forever.

She put the thought out of her mind as she picked up her watch lying on the sink counter. Here eyes grew wide as plates. He turned the watched upside down to be sure she had read it right. Three hours? Had she slept that long?

She put her ear to the door. She could hear Harry in the other room, talking on the phone. She could still pull this off. She quickly refreshed her make up, raked her fingers through her hair and practiced a seductive look. She looked killer! She slowly opened the door. Harry was facing the window, still talking on the phone. Wanda tiptoed to the office door and closed it with a nudge from her foot. She slowly sashayed towards his desk, a big smile on her face. Harry turned as he wrapped up his phone call.

The phone dropped from his numb fingers.

Wanda held out her hands, touching the wrist cuffs together. "Take me master," She pleaded in a breathy whisper. "Make my your love slave!"

Wanda smiled in triumph as she watched Harry's completely surprised expression, but as his face turned to horror, it was Wanda's turn to be surprised.

"Non, non, no!" Harry suddenly lunged at the box sitting on his desk, throwing it open and rummaging around to confirm its emptiness. "Oh dear God no!"

Wanda tried to comfort him. "Its okay baby, everything fits perfectly, I love it."

Harry didn't hear here as he took a letter opener from his desk draw and came around at her. "We have to get this off! We have to get it off now!"

Wanda stepped back in confusion but Harry grabbed her wrist, spinning her around. She could feel him picking at the buttons with the letter opener. "Harry, its okay." She tried to calm him down. "I can get the button hook from the bathroom."

"Shit!" He hissed as the letter opener snapped. "This can't be happening! Its activated!"

Wanda turned around stroking his arm. "Harry, its okay! I love the outfit."

Harry was reaching for the phone. "You don't understand." He hit the inter com. "Agnes!
Get the number for the Chasti-Permalock corporation. Its an emergency! Wanda put on the corset!"

"Oh good heavens!" Agnes exclaimed. "Right away, sir! I'll call the janitor too."

"Yes, good idea." He turned off the intercom looking up at his wife. "This wasn't supposed to happen."

Wanda threw up her hands totally confused. "Harry, what is going on?"

Harry pulled up a chair and sat her down. He knelt beside her, taking her hand. "I don't know how to explain this." He took a calming breath and began. "Do you remember Denise Chow? She is in charge of Far East acquisitions. Turns out she was using our import department to smuggle human organs into the country."

Wanda was alarmed. "I don't believe it!"

"We didn't believe it either. The Board initiated an internal investigation. Denise got word of it and came to the Board and confessed. Everything. She even said that some of the donors were not even dead when the parts were harvested. Some of the donors were not volunteers. But it gets worse. She has fabricated evidence that implicates most of the senior staff, myself included. We'd be lucky not to get the death penalty.

"She told the board that if they gave her one hundred and fifty million dollars she would just go away and so would her evidence. She gave them a week to come up with the money. Said she had a few more shipments to haul in before she left.

"Vice President Summer's came up with this idea to contact the Chasti-Permalock corporation. I'm fuzzy on the details but they have products that permanently bond to skin and after a short time, they grow, covering up the whole body and trapping the wearer inside."

Wanda put her fingers to her temples. "But the box had MY name on it!"

"Yes. You see, Denise is a fetish wear freak. We figured she'd get nosey and look inside. With her audacity, we figured she'd steal something. She would never fall for something with her name on it."

There was a soft knock on the door and Agnes poked her head in. "Janitor is here."

Wanda crossed her legs and covered up her breasts. "Harry! I'm naked!"

"We don't have time." Harry turned to the man. "We need to get this off her."

The janitor looked around curiously. "I was told you need to cut off a lock?"

Wanda kept her back to the man and held out her arm. "Start with the cuff."

The janitor set down his bag of tools and took up a rotary saw. "This'll cut through anything." He said plugging it in. "The metal is gonna get hot so lemme know when ta stop." A flurry of sparks spat as the blade touched the mirrored surface of the cuff. "Warming up?"

"I don't feel a thing." She said.

"Hold her arm." He told Harry and applied more pressure. "Anything?"

"Nothing. Nothing at... oh wait, I feel a tingle...OW!"

The janitor stopped. "I couldn't even scratch it." He looked at his blade, cracked and pitted. "And this was a new blade."

Wanda tentatively touched the cuff. "Its cold. But for a second, it felt like you were cutting into me."

Harry quickly ushered the janitor out. "Thanks for trying." He closed the door. "I'm not surprised. I knew this was a stupid idea from the start.."

Harry turned as the door opened. A woman dressed in a formal business attire stepped in. "I'm Mrs. Anna Lewis of the Chasti-Permalock Corporation. I was up stairs with Mr. Summers when I received a page there was some sort of emergency?"

Harry took her arm leading her over. "My wife put on the Chasti-lock 2000 by accident. Its activated."

"How long ago?"

Wanda shrugged. "Three hours ago. I fell asleep in the bathroom."

Anna nodded taking up Wanda's wrist and inspecting the cuff. "Its fused to your skin. The nanite epoxy has already set. But it couldn't have been three hours. When did you exactly put it on?"

Agnes raised her hand. "She got here right before the delivery man. A little before 10:40."

Anna checked her watch. "It hasn't been three hours yet." She looked up at Harry. "May I use your phone?" She moved without permission, setting her suitcase on his desk and picking up the phone. "The sedative the unit expressed was for a woman smaller than you. That's why your not still unconscious." She said dialing. "It is not our policy to have non-consenting clients, but you case was so unique...Hello?" She said into the phone. "This is Anna Lewis and... Yes I got the page, I'm here now. She put on the unit but it is not three hours yet. Yes, I'll hold." She looked at Harry. "Their getting Kate Jackson right now."

"They can remove this stuff?" Wanda brightened.

Anna shook her head grimly. "Its part of you now. But that is the least of your worries."

"The least of my worries? You mean I have to wear this get up for the rest of my life and you say that's the least of my worries?"

Anna had opened her brief case and was powering up her lap top. "The Chasti-Lock 2000 is part of our line of permanent restraint devices using nano technology, machines about the size of a molecule and when activated, will permanently bond to you. After twenty four hours, the nanites begin a process as matter replication and transform the atomic structure of your skin into a Living Latex resin. Your company selected the Living Doll option. In a matter of 48 hours, you will look like this." Anna turned the screen so Wanda could see. "Your limbs will succumb to a waxy paralysis. You will be unable to move without assistance. You will be unable to communicate. Your mouth and sexual organs will be made available, yet you will feel no sensations what so ever. The nanites will sexually stimulate you, but you will be unable to orgasm, ever. Its our most secure model." She then turned and started talking into the phone.

Wanda leaned closer. A picture of a woman, enveloped completely in a shiny, yellowy translucent latex. She was bald. Her neck in a tall stiff collar. Her waist was squeezed to an inhuman circumference, her feet in arch breaking heels. Wanda gulped nervously. "At least I didn't put the collar on."

Anna looked up sharply. "The collar?" She then spoke into the phone. "Ma'am, she didn't put on the collar and from the looks of it, the chastity plugs."

"Will that help?" Wanda asked.

"Yes, I'll hold." She spoke into the phone, then looked at the distressed pair. "No, it won't. Each part of the out fit can initiate the transformation. Mrs. Jackson is talking with our founder, Chastity Liafore. If there is anyone who knows this stuff its her."

Harry held out his hand for the phone. "Let me talk to her."

Anna shook her head. "Chastity implanted herself with a different version of the corset. She can no longer speak."

Wanda gasped. "She put herself in this thing? What ever for?"

Anna lifted her skirt showing off the gold plate that covered her pussy. "There are a lot of reasons. This is our For Ever Yours Chastity." She suddenly turned to the phone. "Yes I'm here. Yes, uh, okay." She looked at Harry. "We're going to try something. Go set the collar and the chastity plugs." Then back to the phone. "Yes I have my lap top here. I understand. I'll call you back."

Wanda looked hopeful. "Can you get this off?"

Anna was typing quickly into her lap top. "No. We can't stop the process once its begun. But we might make you life a little easier for you." Anna took the items and set them on the desk. She took a cable from her case and plugged it into the serial port of her lap top, the other into the dildo. "I can re-program these items with different instructions."

"So you can tell theses nanites to let go?" Wanda asked.

Anna hit the upload command, then turned to face Wanda. "The Chasti-Permalock Corporation has taken great pain to insure permanent devices. Once on, no force on earth can remove them or stop their program. In the first three hours, the nanites in you now will search for other Chasti-Lock devices, like plug and play, and coordinate their mission. New nanites can assist, not over ride. If the new nanites meet the host nanites and say, 'Change your orders', the host nanites will assume the new nanites are foreign and attack them as enemies. Your body will be ripped to shreds. You will die. If the new nanites meets the host nanites within the first three hours and say, 'My job is to take care of the head, you take care of the arms' The host will do the arms. Areas from your feet to the bands of your thighs are already taken care of as are the areas of your hands to the tops of your arms. But we are going to try to sneak in and control your head and sex organs. We might get some control out of your arms and legs. I've set the new nanites to passive mode. If the host attacks, they will shut down and prevent a fight." Anna took breast shields out of her case and started applying a clear goo to the edges and setting them open end up on the desk.

"These will be for your breasts. The will be a little big, but the nanites in your system will change that soon enough."

"How are nanites this smart? You say they're so little."

"Each one is not very smart, but they work as a collective. A million of them is as powerful as a computer."

Wanda put her fingers to her temples. "This is too much." She looked at her husband. "Can we call a doctor?"

"I am a doctor." Anna said checking the upload progress. "There isn't time. Please understand the seriousness of the situation. In a few minutes, the waxy paralysis will take hold. You will be immobilized for 48 hours until the process is complete. Then you will have some muscle control, but you'll be imprisoned by your own skin. You will be a living toy. A plaything." Anna pulled a chair up to Wanda and sat down, taking her hand. "Listen. I know this sounds bad, but its not. We do get a lot of people who ask for this sort of treatment. I was happily married to a wonderful man, but I was never a sexual person. We had sex, but I never initiated it. And I wanted to. I wanted to feel sexy, to want to have sex, to seduce my husband. I tried counselors, drugs, gadgets of all sorts. Then I found out about the Chasti-Permalock and had this installed." She parted her top showing the metal cups that covered her very large breasts. "I can receive no external stimulation." She then lifted her skirt showing the shining gold shield over her vagina.

"My clitoris, is completely enveloped. There is a sheath inside preventing any stimulation. The lock can be opened, the plug removed and my husband can screw my brains out and I'd never know it. But inside me, the nanites are constantly stimulating me, keeping me on the brink of orgasm twenty four seven."

Wanda looked at her in horror. "Why would you do that?"

Anna checked the upload progress then looked back, her eyes smiling. "There is more to sex than the big 'O'. I derive great pleasure from servicing my husband. He was always caring and loyal to me and now I can give him something in return. Oh, its frustrating at times, but the look on his face when I drive him above and beyond is well worth it."

Wanda pouted. "But I like sex. I don't want to give it up!"

Anna patted her knee. "I know its not for everyone. That's why we're trying to do this for you. Later, you might want to upgrade. We can always increase the security, just never go back." Her lap top beeped. "Just in time!" She sprang to her feet. "Harry, hold the neck collar, put it on when I tell you. Wanda slide your butt forward in the chair and spread your legs."

"Oh, God!" Wanda whimpered looking at the dildo Anna was coating in goo. "Its huge!"

"Just relax sweet heart, take a deep breath and let it out..." Anna forced the dildo it and Wanda yelped in pain. "Harry, put on the neck collar."

Wanda lifted her head as the cold steel slipped over. "Do we have to do this part?"

"Yes!" Anna was wriggling the anal plug in. "You want to be able to speak, don't you?" Anna forced it in with a grunt, then took a key and slipped it into the vaginal plug. "Activating now!" She turned it and Wanda squeaked. Anna checked her watch. "Cross your fingers. I don't know if we were in time." Anna held up her hand and started touching her thumb to each of her fingers. "Do this for me."

Wanda sat up, her legs uncomfortably spread from the devices stuffed into her, her neck at an awkward angle. She held out her hand repeating the exercise. "I don't feel anything..." Suddenly she found it difficult to touch her thumb to her pinky. "Oh, oh."

Anna nodded. "Soon, your fingers and thumb will meld together." She rummaged in the gift box and took out a key attached to a long chain. She held it out to Harry. "This is the key to the chastity plug."

"Give me that!" Wanda insisted.

Anna shook her head. "Its coded. If it comes in contact with your nanite coated skin, it will burn like a cross on a vampire." She handed it to Harry. "Now all there is for us to wait."

Wanda touched her breast shields. "Its getting harder to move my arms." She touched the nipples that were molded into the shields. "What are these for?"

"They nipples remove with the key." Anna answered.

Wanda continued checking herself out, touching the plate covering her pussy. "I can move my shoulders okay. But its getting harder to move my fingers." She tugged at the plate. "Wow, that's in there! What about my, you know, period."

Anna smiled. "That's the good news! No more menstruations, no more needing to go to the bathroom forever! Nanites recycle everything. Your skin will be protected well into your hundreds. You'll be young and healthy for a long time. We still can't stop the elusive aging gene, but we can control almost all of the other affects of aging."

"Well that's good." Wanda said practicing her finger test. "Its getting harder." She looked at Harry. "I guess this is it, Huh?"

Harry took her hand. "I'll take care of you and love you my wife." He kissed her sweetly. "And you look most sexy in that corset."

Wanda touched her hand to her waist. "Is this going to get any tighter?"

Anna nodded. "The nanites are attuned to your system and will adjust accordingly. Normally about six to nine inches."

"Six to Nine inches!" Wanda gulped. "I don't know what I can make of that!" She squirmed in the seat. "Actually, I'm feeling a little, you know, uh, randy." She looked up at Harry.

Anna stood up closing up her lap top. "Those are the nanites kicking in. I think I'm done here."

Harry stood up, shaking her hand. "It was a bad situation, but could have been worse."

Anna shouldered her bag. "Yes, if she had put on the neck collar, or the face mask, it would have been much worse."

"Face mask?"

Anna looked at him. "Yes, didn't you order the Cat Mask?" Anna pulled a data pad out of her pocket. "Yes, the order is right here." She looked at Wanda, then the gift box. "It should be around here somewhere?"

Harry picked up the phone. "Agnes, have the building searched. Closets, everywhere. We're looking for Ms. Denise Chow."

Anna nodded. "Any part of the outfit."

Wanda's eyes grew wide. "You mean if she put on the mask?"

"She would fall asleep for three hours and wake up just in time for the paralysis to take hold." Anna finished. "If she's wearing it now, she is paralyzed, mute and helpless."

"And the whole thing can come out of the mask?"

Anna nodded. "Takes longer, but yes. Well, I'll be upstairs with Mr. Summers should you need me."

"What's up there?"

"Mr. Summer's is looking over a few items for his wife." Anna smiled as she left.

Wanda looked at Harry. She waved him over. "Lets make sure that key works."

Harry leaned over, his lips meeting with hers, their tongues intertwining. He picked her up and laid her across the desk. The key slipped into the lock and plug fell out easily. "Oh, I'm so hot!" Wanda exclaimed looking up at her husband. "Is it going to be like this forever?"

Harry entered her and Wanda squealed with delight. "It is forever!"

Wanda smiled as she stepped off the elevator. It had been months since she had last been at her husband's work place, the starting place for her new life. "Agnes! Long time no see."

Agnes was filled with joy. "Mrs Cartwright! How are you? How is, you know?"

Wanda beamed. "Incredible! Its been a learning experience, for sure."

Agnes nodded, noticing a woman standing behind Wanda. "Excuse me Miss? May I help you?" She address the woman.

Wanda introduced her. "Agnes, you remember Denise Chow, don't you? They found her in time to make a few adjustments." Wanda stepped aside so Agnes can get a better view.

"I'm sorry Ms. Chow, I didn't recognize you."

"She can't hear you. The new integrated system includes new ear plugs. All sounds except my voice sound like garbage. Anna Lewis decided that since I'm partially paralyzed, I would need someone to take care of me. They put a newly programed corset on her that allows her to move. But there is a discipline program running. She is severely punished for any disobedience. All I have to do is say the magic word. Any repeat offence is automatically punished She has to stay within one hundred feet of me at all times and respond to all of my needs. The system has broken her completely. And she is completely chastised, all of her holes are plugged except her mouth. The lining goes up into her forming a sheath that prevents any stimulation. She can move her tongue which has actually been lengthened about three inches." Denise opened and closed her mouth to demonstrate. "Yes, dear, thank you. The nanites formed a corset, a knee length hobble skirt and even shoes that have gradually increased their heel height. Her neck corset also has slowly extened, I think about a centimeter, stretching her neck for that elegant look. You see Agnes? That's actually not her face, but a mask that looks like her face. Weird huh?"

Agnes nodded. "And no one more deserving. How does she eat?"

"There is a valve of sorts up her nasal canal. Once a week she gets a tube of baby food. The nanites take care of the rest. She's maintenance free, unlike me"

"Well, speaking of which, your husband left a note saying he'll be out with a client and will miss your luncheon appointment. He said he left something in his office for you."

"I'll, uh, freshen up." Wanda said. "If you would, do not disturb?" Wanda walked stiffly, as Denise held the door open for her. Inside the dim of the office, Wanda stood in front of the wide window, over looking the city. Behind her, Denise undid her dress, carefully sliding off her. Wanda stood proudly, from neck to toe in shining Living Latex. Her Breasts and sex covered in polished steel.

Denise retrieved the envelope from the desk. Her mittened hands tore it open retrieving Wanda's key. Denise lifted Wanda and laid her out on the desk, opening the plug in her cunt, the nipple shields opened automatically. Denise quickly went to work, her warm mouth suckling Wanda's exposed teat. Because the nanites kept her on the brink of orgasim, Wanda had to be stimulated constantly. But she didn't mind. She gasped as Denise's skilled tongue filled her with passion. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the sensations.