Archive of Our Own

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“Hm hmm~ Ehn-na-en-nuh.”

“Huwap! All done, main servos disconnected. We can’t have you crashing through all the walls like last time Seed Sr.!”

Seed, the light blue haired member of the Obol Squad, crouched by her toolbox ready to start on the upgrades to her mech, Seed Sr. He towered over her in the relatively small room in the Obsidian Division’s base now converted to a workshop. The walls of the room were decorated with some unique decor matching the personality of the fragile looking girl. Being an enjoyer of confined spaces, she lined the walls with sound absorbing foam making the room eerily quiet. Seed swore it was for the benefit of her squad mates by reducing the noise she made while she worked though that was met with skepticism.

“Ow!! Did I sit on something weird?” Seed looked at her butt and saw a tranquilizer dart sticking out. A wave of fatigue washed over her as she quickly scanned the room catching a slight shimmer. Concentrating, she deactivated the camouflage devices she felt around her and found herself surrounded by a group of rebel soldiers.

“Stand down Seed, we have you surrounded. Don’t make this harder than it needs to be.” A large heavy gunner said.

“You should know it’s very rude to hit a girl’s butt. And don’t think for a second that this would be close to enough to bring me down.”

“So be it.” The heavy gunner swung his arm down and the soldiers opened fire.

Seed summoned her mechanical drones and lasers quickly deflecting all the darts. Attempting to knock out the soldiers, she swung her laser construct at them but surprisingly they caught it! As her second construct was held down, she was suddenly knocked down by the heavy gunner.

“Sorry about this but we have a mission and need the Obol Squad out of the way.” He said smothering her face with a cloth.

Seed yelped in surprise taking in a deep breath of the chloroform. She put up a not too impressive fight for a few more seconds but soon passed out. Seeing his all-clear signal, the rebel soldiers brought over a large bag.

“Grab some of that foam from the pile there. She’s a lot more resilient than the reports said.”

The rebels distributed the restraints among themselves and got to work. Two large pieces of the foam were bunched up and forced into Seed’s hands. Thick leather mittens followed crushing her hands into tight fists, securely buckled at her wrists. Her arms were pulled forward and fed into the sleeves of a white latex reverse straitjacket. Buckling all the straps, Seed was left with her arms stacked behind her, the crotch strap pulled tight between her legs.

Meanwhile, the other group got some elastic cords and tied Seeds legs around the thighs, above and below the knees, and around her ankles. Her bound legs were slid into a white latex stirrup legbinder to match her leggings leaving her heel and the front of her foot exposed.

“Hold on, from that earlier conflict, I think she will need more thorough distraction than planned to disrupt her concentration.” One of the female soldiers said as they finished up locking the legbinder around Seed’s legs. “I propose two bullet vibrators be stuffed into her crotch.”

“Okay… do what you need to soldier." The heavy gunner said.

Quickly undoing the straitjacket crotch strap, the rebel slid Seed’s panties to the side and stuffed the vibrators into her lower lips eliciting a soft moan. Rummaging through the bag, the rebels retrieved a special belt harness and affixed a wand vibrator to the attachment point. It was tightened under Seed’s thighs securing the wand between her legs and pressed against her crotch.

Sitting Seed upright, they began preparing her for a tight ball tie. Pushing her chest down, cords were wrapped around her knees and chest forcing her body together. Her big toes were tied together and then to her ankles leaving them exposed and flexed.

A hand slowly reached for the beckoning feet but was swiftly grabbed by the heavy gunner. “What is wrong with you?! Are you trying to blow our whole cover?”

“Sorry, sorry. I got… distracted” the female soldier said bashfully. “I have another thing that I guarantee won’t let her think for a second.”

A large, special sock covered Seed’s exposed feet, secured with a belt at her ankles. Inside the sock were hundreds of small bristles posed to start spinning at the flick of a switch.

“Captain, how much of this gagging material should we use?”

“All of it. You are also to use the foam here. She’ll need to be as sensory deprived as possible. If any signal gets out that this squad is compromised, the whole mission will need to be aborted.”

Saluting to the heavy gunner, the rebels got to work. Compressing two medium pieces of foam, they stuffed Seed’s cheeks puffing them out. Pushing them to the side, another soldier pushed in a third large ball of foam filling any remaining space. A light blue ballgag was used to hold in the stuffing, barely doing so as some foam peeked past it. Another rectangular sheet of foam was placed over Seed’s mouth and secured in place with a muzzle gag running from cheek to cheek.

Seed’s sensory deprivation continued with the pointy side of the sound absorbing foam covering her entire ear, the peaks digging deep into her ear canal. A final sheet was held in place over her eyes as a leather blindfold was wrapped around all of it buckled tightly behind her head. The remaining straps of the muzzle gag were buckled on forcing Seed’s mouth closed and securing the blindfold.

A white latex hood completed Seed’s encasement as it was stretched over her thick head, small grommets over her nose ensuring she would get some, though limited, breathing. It was carefully laced up outlining the restraints over her face. A wide white collar covered the base of the hood, the ring on the front tied to the knee rope forcing Seed’s head down.

Giving everything a final check, the heavy gunner nodded, gesturing to one of the rebel soldiers, an engineer.

Going over to Seed Sr., she pressed a few buttons and the cockpit opened up. Peering in, she pressed a few more things then stood to the side. “The mech has been set up. She disabled all the movement servos earlier so the controls won’t do anything. I enabled the external lockout so once it’s closed up, the cockpit can only be opened from the inside, but it looks like she programmed a simultaneous voice, face, hand, and… feet scan so that won’t happen anytime soon. There’s a manual override, but it’d take a while to crack.”

“Good. The longer she’s out of commission, the higher chance of success the mission will have. Strap her in.”

Carefully, the rebels lowered Seed into place. Grabbing the remaining belts, they secured her torso to the backrest and her hips into the seat leaving her feet to dangle in front, close but out of reach of the controls.

“She’s secure.”

“Good, wake her up.”

Seeds vibrators and socks suddenly came to life. She jolted and threw her head back, caught by surprise by the sudden sensations. The next second, she began furiously struggling but ultimately barely budged. The sound absorbing foam did its job perfectly, her whimpers and moans fully contained.

“Looks like it’ll hold. Close it up. Get this place cleaned up. Leave no trace that she was here. And you, inform Teams S, T, and O phase 2 is a go.” The heavy gunner commanded, watching as the cockpit closed up again.

‘Sorry, it’s not personal.’ He thought.

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‘What’s happening?! What’s this feeling?! Why can’t I move?! Or see?! Or hear?! Something’s in my mouth! A LOT of things are in my mouth!!’

Seed’s mind raced trying to comprehend what she’d woken up to. The vibrators buzzed at a strong medium quickly heating up her body.

As her breath quickened, she tried to gasp in some air but found her mouth fully blocked. In fact, her whole face felt blocked. The nose eyelets whistled as Seed tried to hold back an orgasm.

She tried reaching for whatever was covering her head, but everything refused to move! Her fingers, arms, legs, even her chest was all wound up like a ball.

‘It’s so encasing, so confined, so… pleasant~’

Seed’s thoughts began drifting as she processed how tight everything was. All she could tell was she was strapped to some seat, but all her other senses were cut off. Her mouth was so thoroughly packed and covered she couldn’t hear herself.

Seed’s whimpers shifted to moans as she squeezed her thighs pushing the wand vibrator deeper into her. Her sensitive feet wiggled helplessly as they were assaulted by the bristles.

This was nothing like Seed had ever experienced before. It was a new level of confinement and she was loving it. Her breathing kept quickening until she was driven to a shattering orgasm, lightheaded as she tried to pull in enough air from the small eyelets.

Able to have some comprehensive thoughts now, instead of thinking of ways to escape, her horny mind instead wandered to using some of this for daily use. Without the vibrators, she was sure she could sleep with this head covering.

‘Escape… those thoughts could wait.’ Seed thought starting another orgasm cycle. She’d enjoy this feeling for the time being and get started once the batteries of the things in her panties ran out. Her mechanical sixth sense told her these devices were meant for short term use, her thoughts drifting towards pleasure again.

Little did Seed know, the vibrators and socks were modified and were attached to an array of ether batteries left in the cockpit so they wouldn’t run out anytime soon.

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