I picked up the black leather straightjacket as Miko walked over to me. I unbuckled the straps and opened the collar. The smell of leather was superb. The aroma of the leather was also combined with a slightly musty smell reminding me of its previous use. Miko examined the jacket closely. While she did that, I picked up two little plugs that I was going to wear while in the jacket. I quickly lubricated the plugs and inserted them. Miko watched in fascination. This time I didn't even blush. I was very comfortable with Miko being there.
Miko walked up to me and held the straightjacket open. I slipped my arms into the long leather sleeves. Miko pulled the jacket over my shoulders and closed the jacket and began to buckle the five thick straps across the back. The straps had roller buckles and made tightening each very easy. Miko made sure the straps were tight and as each buckle was pulled, the straightjacket began to mold to my body. When she had finished the back straps, the small half inch collar was next and this closed the top of the jacket snugly, but comfortably, around my neck. This prevented me from pulling the jacket down. Finally Miko reached between my legs and pulled the crotch strap back and up and buckled it its retainer and keeper in back. She pulled this one tight, forcing the plugs deeper into their wet cavities. I sighed. This jacket was starting to bring back many great times that Jennifer and I had over the last few years. I stared out the window at the setting moon. . .