Author's Note

Yay, new chapter!

Features: Vinyl Scratch, Bondage, Permanent Bondage, Mechanical Bondage (is that even a thing? I'm making it a thing.) No actual sex, though, just fetish content.

Yeah, so, this is brief idea that spurred by a certain picture on Derpibooru by KRD (I think this is a recurring theme). There's 0 plot here: just imagine that Vinyl has somehow fallen into the clutches of a nefarious company doing questionable and sexy things to semi-willing participants in the name of science. This particular one is studying the effects of prolonged sensory deprivation and restraint, and Vinyl is the lucky test subject.

I hope you enjoy! Feel free to toss a comment at me to let me know what you liked or didn't care for.

Isolation Protocols

EQUESTRIAN C-TECH RESEARCH FACILITY # 09

SUBJECT: SCRATCH, VINYL

PROTOCOL: ISOLATION

ENTER USER: admin

ENTER PASSWORD: *******

. . . . . .

ACCESS GRANTED.

INITIATE ISOLATION PROTOCOL (Y/N): Y

PROTOCOL INITIATED

. . . . . .

Vinyl struggled weakly against the metallic vices holding her against the wall, they didn’t yield in the slightest. They clamped around her wrists, upper arms, thighs, calves, and around her stomach, holding her firmly in place. In addition, a set of pincers emerged from somewhere off to her side and slipped inside her pursed lips. They spread vertically, forcing her jaws against apart.

A nozzle, attached to a tube, came into view as well and stuffed itself into her open maw. A thick spurt of goop filled it up, pooling inside her mouth while she was unable to swallow. It tingled on her tongue and tasted like she expected a hospital to smell.

The nozzle withdrew, leaving her mouth pried open, and was swiftly replaced by another set of mechanical appendages. This one clamped in its fingers a long, thick, and frankly, phallic object that it unceremoniously shoved into her waiting mouth. She could only grunt in protest as it slid into place. The intrusion elicited a strained protest from her.“Nggh!”

Its length intruded slightly into her throat and depressed her tongue, immobilizing it. She noticed that she could still breathe normally despite its presence; it felt like there was a hole running the length of the gag that she could suck air through.

Her eyes widened as a tube descended from the ceiling and was plugged into the opening of her breathing tube by one of the many mechanical claws. A pressure flowed into her mouth, inflating the gag slightly. It expanded, pushing its soft texture against the roof and sides of her mouth, wedging it firmly in place. “Hgh! Whhtthmbhgg!”

Thick straps ending in a clasp dangled from the end of it; they were grabbed by a pair of claws and drawn behind her head. A click reached her ears as it locked in place and cinched taut. The strap wrapped firmly around her head, anchoring the gag in place. They must have been padded on their undersides, as they were surprisingly comfortable and didn’t bite painfully into her flesh.

Suddenly, she was plunged into darkness! She heard a secondclick. Panicked, she threw herself against her restraints. “Bhgg! Hm ghn'tfmm!” They held firm, resisting her easily, and she was forced to admit defeat. As her heartbeat calmed down from its rapid spike, she felt something soft pushing over her eyes. She let out a whimper as the first icy lance of fear struck in tandem with the realization that a blindfold had robbed her of her vision.

A sudden cacophony of movement erupted around her, the sound of several of her captors’ limbs whirring to life. “Whht thmh hn hmfghnnghn?” she cried out. Blind and helpless, she could only listen and feel. More straps wrapped around her head and muzzle, accompanied by further snaps and clicks. Her fur and skin ruffled under the sense of soft, flexible material enwrapping it.

She grunted in concern as something slid into her ears. They weren’t painful at all; in fact, they felt soft and flexible enough to wiggle into place. A brief hum filled her ears, and then silence descended. The quiet was absolute, as if someone had flipped a switch somewhere. The world dissapeared from her auditory senses just as much as from her visual ones. “Plmhfm, hmlp mm,” she moaned into her gag. The faint echoes of her attempts at speech reverberated through her skull, almost intelligible, allowing her to kind of hear it without ears. In the dark void of her external senses, the beating of her heart and the pumping of her lungs took on deafening volume.

Their work accomplished, the appendages retracted, save for those holding her in place. The lights dimmed, eventually plunging the room into perfect darkness. “Fhmmphnn plmhfmhmlp mm!” she moaned. There was no answer. “Fhmmphnn?” she tried again. Quiet reigned. “Hnnphnn?”

Silence.

Darkness.

“Hh, Gmlmftnh, plmhfm dhn't lmhvm mm hmrm!”

EQUESTRIAN C-TECH RESEARCH FACILITY # 09

SUBJECT: SCRATCH, VINYL

PROTOCOL: ISOLATION

ELAPSED TIME: 3:18:24:19

TIME TO RELEASE: INDEFINITE / REQUIRES SUPER USER AUTHORITY

VITALS: OKAY

BPM: 52

SpO2: 100

mmHg: 109/68

HZ: 3.2