Olivia had been told that she was going to picked up that cool rainy day in January. She faced two weeks in jail for a minor public intoxication conviction and she was ready to do her time.
Olivia wanted to make sure she looked good for the arrest. She didn’t want anyone to think she was some kind of slut or anything. The officers arrived and since it was actually raining outside, Olivia was provided with a clear plastic button-up disposal raincoat.
She was locked in maximum security handcuffs and told to sit down. She watched as the police searched her apartment. Nothing was found. She began to get a little sweaty, both from being nervous and from the plastic raincoat.
With her handcuffs locked on in front, she was unable to take off her raincoat. She looked up at you young male deputy.
“Hey, it’s kinda hot in here, can’t I have this raincoat off? she pleaded with the deputy.
“No. You are all ready for transport. I don’t want to take the security risk.”
“Look”, she said. “This plastic raincoat is hot, sticky and uncomfortable! I tell you what. If you take this clear plastic off, you can lock these heavy maximum security handcuffs behind my back. Wouldn’t that be even more restrictive and secure?”
As she adjusted herself in her seat, she made a plastic rustling sound. She realized that she was now in plastic bondage, and there was not way out of it. She wondered if she would be required to wear plastic during her full two week jail term. She had to face it; she had been arrested in plastic.
The marshal received a call on his cell phone. The female paddy wagon had pulled into the parking lot. She had seen this movie before. She would be locked in her handcuffs and plastic inside a stuffy metal locker that was bolted and locked on the outside.
The marshal too and bagged her personal effects, locked the front door, and had her stand, holding her arm. She tried her best to be proud, and walked forward with her chin high.
It was a long walk down the hall to the porch where the paddy wagon was waiting.
As she stood on the porch right next to the rain she was glad that she had been given a clear plastic raincoat.
As she stood waiting to be locked in her cell in the paddy wagon, she thought, “now all my boyfriends are going to want to hear all about how I had to spend two weeks in jail, and how I had been arrested in plastic and locked in handcuffs!
If this type of story and image interests you, you might be interested in the Archives BBS Video “Olivia’s Bondage Weekend“.