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Becoming An Uncommon R-World Immigrant 15Becoming An Uncommon Immigrant 15 "I love you, I really do" "I love you, I really do" came forth similtaneously from the lips of both George and Karin. It was spontaneous and unplanned, yet neither backed off in the least once they fully realized what they had just said to each other. By now it was clear where their relationship was taking them, yet neither was ready to say so out loud, or even to imply what the future appeared to have in store for them. Almost from the time they had first met since George was posted to Lindenhof, they had made little effort to resist their evolving and deepening friendship, but were careful not to force things either way either. 'Maybe we really are meant for each other' they had been thinking for some time now, when they were alone in their respective apartments, getting ready for bed, or when they were already in bed, just before dozing off. However, because they were from two parallel dimensions, neither as yet dared to allow themselves to actively think, even privately to themselves, what seemed to await them at some indefinite point in the future. Certainly George could not help but still harbor doubts, as his current enlistment still had nearly two years to run. Though some Earth women had already overcome their initial doubts about the restraint world and made it their new home, it was still all but unheard of for Earth men to be granted the same permission to come through the portal; he and Patrick had been able to do so due to their official status. There was also the possibility of her joining him in his home world, but he did not want to put her in a situation where she would feel uncomfortable in any way whenever she stepped outside the house. Though she had been able to adapt better than many R-World women to Earth's strange (to her) customs, he wanted her to be as happy and comfortable as possible if they were indeed to spend the rest of their lives together. If that meant eventually moving full-time to the restraint world himself, then he would somehow find a way to make that possible. If he could get permission to do so. Two higher-level visitors came through the portal from Earth the following Monday afternoon and arrived at the Lindenhof consulate just after it closed for business for the day, for the purpose of conducting a previously scheduled meeting with the staff. One was from the US State Department and was responsible for overseeing Sally and Jenifer, the other was an officer in the Marines to whom George and Patrick reported regularly, likewise via email and video conference calls. Today was the first time either had gone through the portal in person. With a nod from her Marine counterpart, Nola smiled and began speaking. "First off, I...we...want to congratulate you on your jobs well done. We have had nothing but positive feedback from those visitors from Aeryth to Earth who have commented on their experiences dealing with you..." Jenifer, Sally, George, and Patrick all permitted themselves slight smiles upon hearing that bit of news. Nola, who had evidently practiced wearing universal handcuffs before coming through the portal, now gave her local subordinates their future assignments, which would take effect at the end of the year. Jenifer would join the staff at the US embassy in Johnstown, while Sally would stay in Lindenhof but would be promoted to chief consul, and gain a new assistant who would report before Jenifer left, so both women could help bring the new arrival up to speed. Though they would not know who it would be for some time yet, they were told it would be a woman. "Believe it or not, quite a few women in the State Department have expressed an interest in coming here to work...since the establishment of official relations the flow of information has not only increased, but improved in accuracy too...you, all of you..." Nola shafted her gaze to all of her audience as she spoke "...have played no small role in helping spread the word what this world is actually like, even as most people on Earth still admit they cannot really understand why the women of this world would restrain themselves as they do..." As she spoke Nola would occasionally jangle her handcuffs, it appeared to her audience she might be treating this trip through the portal as more than just strictly a business trip. Once Nola had finished speaking, she nodded to Colin, her Marine counterpart, then sat down unassisted in a chair with an indented backrest to accomadate her restrained arms. Now it was his turn to address George and Patrick, but before he did so he gave the consulate guards a quick look-over. It was evident he liked what he saw, for he permitted himself a smile before finally speaking. "I can see you both have continued to take your physical conditioning seriously...you both look hard as nails..." In response George and Patrick both flexed their arms, causing the muscles in their upper arms to bulge noticeably. Though the consulate was air conditioned, the temperature that day in Lindenhof was above average, and everyone present was dressed accordingly. All three men were in shirtsleeves, while Nola and Jenifer wore light colored pants and short sleeved blouses, and Sally was in a dress which was sleeveless yet still professional in appearance. "Yes, sir" George answered "We have been keeping to the prescribed training regimen, running, bicycling...we even have done some cross country skiing..." Colin couldn't help but smile at that bit of 'intelligence.' Even before he had first joined the Marines he had been an avid cross country skier and had even tried out for the US Olympic team, albeit unsuccessfully. The physical toughness thus acquired though, subsequently paid rich dividends in boot camp, a tour of combat duty, and following his decision to make the Marines his career, eventual assignment to overseeing Marines being assigned to duty at various embassies and consulates around Earth, and now, on Aeryth as well. He now spelled out Patrick's and George's assignments after their present tours concluded. Both would get leave followed by refresher training, then Patrick would go the the US embassy in Azaria (R-world equivalent of southern Africa) while George would be posted to the US embassy in Johnstown. Both accepted their new assignments without hesitation. Once all the formalities had been concluded, Nola and Colin asked their subordinates in a more personal and lighter tone how they were doing in terms of their personal lives. As the Consul-in-charge Jenifer had deliberately avoided forming any close friendships, but had numerous casual friends, whom she had met both at work and at various non-work settings in Lindenhof. Nola couldn't help but smile when Jenifer said she now owned several sets of universal cuffs in a variety of colors and styles. "What do you have more of, shoes or restraints?" Nola asked with some bemusement. "Shoes by far, you know what a shoe geek I can be..." was Jenifer's reply. Patrick too had not allowed himself to form any close friendships, but enjoyed socializing on occasion nonetheless. Whether he was patronizing a bar or restaurant, upon discovering he was from Earth, patrons and employees would be full of questions for him what Earth was like, and he was always happy to answer their queries. Naturally, every first-time questioner would be astonished upon being told Earth women as a rule did not wear restraints as Aeryth women did! Sally, by contrast, had fallen in love with a local man who drove the bus she regularly rode to a beachside resort an hour's ride from Lindenhof. Besides swimming and floating and other water-based activities, it offered many opportunities for beach centered relaxation and recreation, as well as socializing. Her status as a non native had been the initial reason for his curiosity about her, but it was not long before they began to become a couple, as their respective personalities and interests meshed together almost perfectly. "It sounds like you have really become comfortable with the local customs here...have you?" Nola now asked Sally. "Yes, I have" Sally answered. When George's turn came he spoke of his growing friendship with Karin, up to and including their shared jacuzzi sessions, but making no mention of the occasions when they went au naturel in the private tub. No matter. Colin was impressed by what he heard, and asked what Karin did for a living since returning to her native world. He was favorably impressed by what George had to then say, before turning the subject back to his upcoming assignment. "You will find Johnstown to be remarkably like London, just as you have already discovered Lindenhof to be a near duplicate of Berlin...like Lindenhof, the central part of the city has fewer new buildings than its Earth counterpart, but everything is adapted to the unique needs of bound women going about their everyday lives... "There is one major difference. One of our biggest embassies is of course the one in London, but in Johnstown our facility will be much smaller...the diplomatic considerations here naturally are far different from those on Earth... "While you will probably be spending more time attending to the security side of things, due in part to our having a larger staff there...you will still have many opportunities to interact with the public, just as you have had here..." Now Colin paused for a few moments, before continuing. "All in all, you will probably find, if you have not already noticed, that Aeryth is a far safer place in some ways for Americans than many places on Earth. Some local customs do take some getting used to, I must admit. When I first heard that the women are required to wear restraints at all times when outside their homes, and the penalties for violating the Universal Restraint Code, I thought 'What kind of barbaric world is this?' Now, I am not always sure which world is the more civilized..." George could certainly appreciate where Colin's mindset was coming from, and how it had evolved with increased knowledge. He also wondered to himself how Karin might react to the news of his new posting.
Becoming An Uncommon R-World Immigrant 14Becoming An Uncommon Immigrant 14 Karin lost little time accepting George's invitation, though their respective personal and professional schedules meant that three weeks would pass before they would be able to meet as planned. When the day arrived, so did a hotter than average summer heat wave. Consequently he wore shorts and a t-shirt, while she arrived wearing a strapless green and yellow knee-length sundress, with fitted bodice and loose fitting skirt. Her hands were bound behind her back in accordance with custom, with somewhat non traditional sturdy plastic yellow handcuffs. Looking at her, George couldn't help but comment on how beautiful she looked, even as he felt a bit embarrassed at his own chosen attire. "That's OK" she said as he opened the door to the building so she could enter "I came prepared..." as she jangled her plastic cuffs, and the bag she held in her restrained hands. The two first went to his apartment so he could change into swim trunks, then they went back down to the first floor and made their way to the jacuzzi room. Actually, there were two such rooms; a public one which residents and their guests could use at any time, and a private one for which reservations had to be made in advance. It was to the latter that George and Karin headed. After he had punched in the code which allowed him to open the door so they could enter, then closed the door afterward so they would have the privacy they desired, she smiled broadly and asked "George, will you unzip my dress, please?" "Gladly" he answered. After depositing her bag on a nearby chair, Karin turned so her back was facing him, and he then unzipped the zipper. She then tugged on the hem of her skirt with her hands, and in moments the dress fell to the floor. For the first time ever George saw her au naturel. He also appreciated how the dress allowed her to disrobe without removing her restraints, thus avoiding any possible violation of the URC. "Wow, Karin, clothes or no clothes, you look beautiful!" he gasped. "Thank you, George dear" she responded, before smiling and winking at him "Are you going to..." "Certainly...just a few moments..." George was not really surprised by her implied wish; he had rather suspected it was her real reason for eventually opting for the private jacuzzi when they had discussed the matter after the social at her building three weeks ago. He walked over to his own chair, stripped off t-shirt and swim trunks, and joined her in the jacuzzi. Reaching behind, he pressed a button, and in moments the surface of the water was an opaque layer of bubbling bubbles. Had any observers been present, they would have been able to see nothing of the bathers below their shoulders. "Ooh...that feels good!" Karin said after adjusting her seating position slightly, so one of the jacuzzi's underwater jets would strike her in a particular spot on her body, before breaking into a bout of giggling. George adjusted his own seating position enough so that his body was in direct physical contact with hers, and began exploring with his fingers. He deliberately avoided her most intimate areas, but it did not take him long to discover her 'tickle spot.' As he commenced gently rubbing she went "Ooh...ooh...ooh..." When he stopped she said "More please...more..." He was happy to oblige her request, and resumed his tickling until she said "Thank you, George, dear, that felt so wonderful!" The two snuggled up together as close as they could, and spent some time intermixing mostly light talk and caressing one another's bodies, yet also avoided each other's 'private' areas. As much as each admired the other's physical attractiveness, they had from the start been together much more by their shared experiences and interests. They also were less given to impulse and a desire for instant gratification. George and Karin had only reserved the private jacuzzi for an hour, so when a chime sounded alerting them that their time was almost up, they somewhat reluctantly left their pleasure tub. He dutifully dried his friend off with her towel, then helped her back into her dress and zipped up the zipper, before putting her sandals back on her feet and securing the straps. Only then did he towel himself off and get dressed himself, thus affording her an extended opportunity to contemplate his own physique. "You really look in great shape, George...almost 'hard as nails'..." she said. "Thank you, Karin dear...it's what the Marines expect..." was his response. While his tone of voice was very much matter-of-fact, it was accompanied by a broad smile on his face. George and Karin so much enjoyed their time in the jacuzzi they decided to make such soakings a regular part of their developing relationship. Each Tuesday late afternoon, after they both had gotten off work, she would meet him at the front door to his building, share cheek kisses, then go to the women's changing room to change into a swimsuit, and have an attendant tie roping around her wrists (always in the more fashionable rear position!), before meeting him at the public jacuzzi tub. Like a true gentleman, he would help her step down into the tub, so she wouldn't slip and fall, and help position so her arms would fit properly in one of the recesses provided so bound women could sit down in comfort. "Everything alright?" he finally asked. "Yes, thank you!" she answered, before playfully rubbing her shoulder against his. The jacuzzi had been empty when George and Karin arrived, so after Karin was done with the shoulder rub, he briefly left the tub to press the button to activate the underwater jets. As before, she found the sensation stimulating, and occasionally would break out into oo-ing and ah-ing. "You really like that, do you?" "Yes, I do" Karin answered "We had one in the house where I lived growing up, and I always enjoyed the ticklish sensation I got when one of those water jets would hit right on my swimsuit..." A couple minutes after Karin made that comment, Brielle and Willy arrived and took their seats in the jacuzzi. He wore the typical men's trunks, while she wore a two color two-piece which showed, shall we say, considerably more of her person than her outfit at the annual building resident's party. Like Karin, her arms were bound in back with roping, but her forearms were held parallel to the floor instead of being crossed at the wrists as Karin's were. "Willy did my roping, I love having him fuss over me when he does" Brielle said in response to a comment from Karin. The smile on her face suggested she had more reason for being excited than she has thus far revealed, and in a few moments she revealed why. "I am pregnant!" "Congratulations!" Karin responded "When are you due?" "Early next year, a few weeks after the holidays." George also offered his congratulations to the expecting parents, before rubbing his hand on Karin's near leg. She responded by quietly tapping her fingers on the wall of the tub behind her back; that was her signal she wanted George to wrap his arm around her waist. He was happy to comply with her wish, and soon he was gently squeezing her waist and caressing her far side with his fingers, while respecting her private areas. This was after all, a public space, even though the bubbles on the surface made it impossible to see what might be taking place below! Two teenage girls, neither wearing restraints, now showed up, and asked if they could join the others in the jacuzzi. Brielle and Karin together said "Yes, come on in, there's plenty of room!" The newest arrivals eagerly took their places, and shortly revealed why they were so excited while doing such a seemingly mundane activity. "Today is the last day you will see us unrestrained" one, whose name was Michaela, said. Her friend, Ava, said nothing just then but smiled broadly. George, who was the only one in the group who had not previously met the girls, now learned that they were best friends who both lived in the building and who coincidentally had the same birthday. Both would turn eighteen tomorrow and thus become subject to the URC, a milestone which they had been looking forward to for months. Ava now offered some thoughts related to her pending coming-of-age. "Sometimes, when everyone else is out and I'm the only one home, I would borrow one of my Mom's or older sister's universal handcuffs for a few hours, just to get used to it...we're not supposed to do it, just like we are not legally allowed to drink before a certain age, but some of us do it anyway..." Eventually George and Karin left the jacuzzi, and after drying her off with her towel and slipping sandals on her feet, they returned to his apartment so he could untie her and she could change back into street clothes. When she reappeared in the dining room with her hands cuffed behind her back, and smiling, he smiled as well. Though she still preferred to feed herself when they ate out at restaurants, she had come to enjoy being fed by him whenever they ate at his place, even when the fare was strictly on the light and casual side, as was the case this Tuesday evening. She had work to do on her computer before turning in, and when she spent her late evenings thusly she would often partake of further liquid and solid nourishment. For now this evening though, the two of them just chatted briefly between bites of food or sips of liquid, when they were not smiling. George enjoyed feeding Karin as much as she enjoyed being fed by him. When she was ready to head back to her place George, as he always had, was ready to accompany her down to the lobby to open every door along the way, in the best R-world tradition of low-key male chivalry toward bound women. Thanks to her advice over the past few months he had become ever more at home in what little more than a year ago he would have regarded as a very strange society. He had also become steadily more convinced that being restrained was what the women of this world truly wanted for themselves, and while Aeryth society was not without its flaws, he had come to appreciate that in some ways it was indeed a more civil and safer world for its inhabitants than Earth all too often still was. Just as George was about to open the door leading from his apartment, Karin hesitated. For a moment he wondered why, until he saw her smiling in a way he had never seen her smile before. Far from being puzzled, he sensed why she was now acting as she was, and smiled back in turn before hugging her and kissing her, before releasing his grip and stepping back. It was then that they spoke words they had never quite said to one another before...
Becoming An Uncommon R-World Immigrant 13Becoming An Uncommon Immigrant 13 With her stride, and thus her walking speed, severely limited by her rather extreme hobble skirt, Karin understandably took much longer to reach the building's community room where the party was to be held than would usually be the case. Consequently, she and George left well ahead of time, and though it did not take long for him to realize that she was used to walking in a hobble skirt and heels, he nonetheless soon offered to take her by the arm. Though the subject had never been brought up in orientation, perhaps because everyone slated to staff the new Consulate was single, he had long ago noticed that local couples not infrequently would lock arms together when walking. Karin's arms had enough freedom of movement he was able to slip his arm in between her arm and her waist, and when he asked if she was comfortable she said "Yes, I am...you are such a gentleman..." Once more George felt a mixture of bemusement and mild embarrassment as he responded "Thank you...I do try...sometimes I succeed..." Even as he spoke, Karin broke into giggling before saying "You are succeeding very well..." When on his own, George usually walked at a rather fast pace, but he easily adapted his pace to hers. At the elevator he pressed the buttons to summon the elevator and then to choose the ground floor. Exiting, they turned left down a short hallway and when they reached the door to their destination, he released his hold on Karin to open the door for her, and another woman who was just behind them. Smiling broadly, Karin entered the room rather than wait, and when her escort rejoined her he said with a smile of his own "You're a real independent type, I see..." Karin was ready with her response. "That is one thing Earth visitors seem to be very consistent in noticing, no matter where they go in our world...the independence of and equality conferred to our women..." George nodded his head in agreement. "Not all our societies are as enlightened...and some that claim to be are not always consistent..." The 'house' party was conceived in part as a more casual version of the high-end see-and-be-seen gatherings of the upper crust of business, politics, and society at which they would dress to the nines and cultivate connections, discuss business deals, political aims, charitable causes, or any other subject of interest to them. Here, though expected dress was not really specified, most of the men dressed in 'business casual' much like George, and most women wore skirts or dresses. Not overly dressy, but not denim level casual either. There were exceptions of course. The first woman Karin introduced George to, Carinne, was dressed in dark pants and a blouse equally suitable for most offices. Her custom cuffs were a silvery color with attached small bells, so her slightest movement was to the accompaniment in tinkling and jingling. Another turned out to be a longtime friend of Karin's, and her outfit was a real attention grabber for her. She was dressed in a form fitting purple bodysuit which enveloped her from head to toe, including her face. George recognized it as a zentai, a clothing fetish fashion from Japan which he had first learned about via the internet. His thoughts were almost immediately interrupted when the cloaked figure called out excitedly "Hi Karin! Hi -" before abruptly stopping. Before she could speak further Karin spoke up. "Oh, hi, Brie! Nice outfit. Where did you get it?" she said as she began shuffling toward her friend as fast as her skirt would let her. George held her by the arm, lest she stumble and fall in her excitement. His mind went back to an incident he had witnessed a few weeks earlier when a young woman, who had turned 18 only days earlier and was wearing a denim hobble skirt, had lost her balance when attempting to run to greet a friend who was about to reach her own special birthday. Had a man not grabbed her then she would have done a face plant on the concrete sidewalk with potentially serious consequences. Since the two bound women could not hug one another, they resorted to the customary alternative of kissing one another on the cheek, or in Karin's case, kissing her friend on the fabric covering her cheek. Ritual greetings finished, Brielle began satisfying Karin's curiosity about her choice of clothing that evening. "I got it at Rosie's Specialwear in Hansaburg." George knew that Hansaburg was Gerfrankia's counterpart of Hamburg, which was Germany's largest port city. "How well can you see with your face covered like that?" "Pretty good, actually, though everything is tinted kinda purple. Just don't ask me to read any fine print..." Brielle now did a 360 to allow her audience to look over her suit. Except for the color and the hood, it was a near duplicate of the straitjacket catsuit Karin was wearing when George had first seen her in Berlin, leading that walking tour of Berlin for visiting R-worlders. "How do you eat and drink with your face covered?" "I don't...well, I can drink water, any water that spills on the fabric dries pretty quickly, otherwise no one can tell...Willy will be back shortly, he will put my hood down before he starts to feed me..." Karin reacted to that bit of news by winking at George and asking "Are you ready, George?" "Definitely, Karin..." he answered. He was well aware that in this world, for a man to feed a bound woman was considered an act of serious commitment, intimacy even. He also appreciated that Karin had reached him as no woman on Earth, or here, ever had. He felt he was as ready as he could be to take that big step... The dinner was a cross between a self-serve buffet and a catered affair. The men would serve themselves, while the women of course would get full service. The men would walk down one side of the row of food filled tables, filling their plates, while the women walked down the other side, accompanied by a caterer who would fill their plates to order before bringing them to their tables, before going back for any drinks they might order. Several of the caterers were women, all of whom wore their cuffs in front so they could do their jobs. Not very fashionable by R-world standards, but sometimes practical considerations trump fashion idealism! No one was assigned to a specific table, so Karin and George, and Brielle and Willy, chose to sit together at a four-place table, the women on one side and the men on the other. The tables themselves were somewhat narrower than many on Earth, so the men could more easily reach across to feed their significant others. Before seating themselves, George and Willy helped Karin and Brielle sit down at their places. Willy also unzipped the zipper in the back of his wife's hood and flipped it down, before brushing her hair to restore some fluffiness and securing it with a hair scrunchy, so it would not fall over her face while eating. As he did so, Karin and George told them of how they had first met, and what he was now doing in Lindenhof. The other couple was impressed, not only with how well he had evidently learned what was expected of him as a man in their world, but with how well he spoke their language. "Knowing German beforehand seems to be a good base for learning Gerfrank. It certainly helped me" George answered. A basic R-world etiquette when a man was feeding a woman is to ALWAYS offer to feed her first before taking his own first bite. George knew that, thanks both to his orientation and to Karin's advice. As soon as she told him what she wanted to eat first, he speared it with a fork, then held it up just in front of her mouth. She now had only to lean forward slightly to pull it off with pursed lips and begin chewing, as he then proceeded to take his own first bite of dinner. Likewise, the women only had to lean forward a bit to sip their beverages through the straws always provided, whether it is water, beer, or something in between. With him feeding both her and himself, it was hardly 'fast food,' but they were diners enjoying a social occasion, not travelers in a hurry to get somewhere! When dinner itself did begin winding down, the real socializing began. Brielle had her husband cover her face with her fabric hood again once they were finished eating; they were longtime residents in the building and nearly everyone present could recognize her by her voice alone. While no one else wore a straitjacket suit as she did, a majority of women did wear rope restraints in a variety of styles and colors, and several attended with their arms confined within armbinders. Among the seemingly few who wore handcuffs were a trio of young women sharing an apartment and none of whom had close boyfriends; they ended up sharing a table with a pair of 'unattached' young men who enjoyed their company but who were likewise not yet ready for a serious relationship. Karin was rather pleased to notice several women besides herself wore hobble skirts, and a couple others wore ankle shackles which limited their strides with equal effectiveness. None of them wore blindfolds, but others did, some for dinner only while being fed by their significant others, and some for the entire evening while being held by the arm by their husbands or boyfriends. The background music played through most of the party was intentionally kept at a low volume to facilitate casual conversation, and George was impressed at how quickly the blindfolded women could identify others by voice alone even after the briefest of conversations. He and Karin spent some time chatting with Diana, who wore a short purple dress with matching pantyhose, and black boots. Her date lived in the building while she lived nearby. When he went to pick her up he was actually on a double mission. As soon as she had locked her arms behind her back with a set of glittery purple cuffs, he got down on his knee and asked 'Will you marry me?' She not only said yes, but asked him to blindfold her for the evening. To be willingly blindfolded and to be dependent on someone else is an expression of real trust, Karin told George when they had a private moment later that evening. While none of the women wearing hobble skirts or ankle shackles spent any time dancing, several other couples did, including Brielle and Willy, and Diana and her husband-to-be. Though he had never been much into dancing, he could see that Diana was an accomplished dancer, and he complimented her, and her partner when they came off the dance floor. "Thank you, George, thank you, Karin" she answered without asking their names, before adding "I hope to eventually make the Classic and Modern Dance Company here as a dancer someday. I have already applied to audition this summer..." When the party was well on its way to winding down, George and Karin began their slow walk back to her apartment. After they finally arrived and he had closed the door, she did not immediately asked to be released from her restraints. Instead she leaned forward slightly, then planted a passionate kiss on his cheek. He in turn responded by wrapping his arms around her waist and kissing her with equal enthusiasm. Only when they were done did she say "OK, George, will you please untie me, and undress me?" "Gladly, Karin dear" was his prompt answer. As before, and with her encouragement, he took his time, first undoing the ropes binding her wrists, and then unbuttoning her skirt and blouse. As he did so she occasionally voiced her delight at being thusly fussed over. When he was done undressing her she slipped on a nightgown; she was almost ready for a shower and to then call it a night. George was also about ready to call it a night. After a final round of hugging and kissing, and before he headed out the door she asked him "Does your building have anything like what we have here?" meaning the large room where their recent dinner and social gathering had just been held. George initially shook his head, before smiling and answering "No, but we do have..."
Becoming An Uncommon R-World Immigrant 12Becoming An Uncommon Immigrant 12 George's evolving friendship with Karin turned out to be mirrored by her attitude toward him. They then shared another round of hugs and kisses before parting. When they next met, a week later at a restaurant, she asked him "What are you going to do when your tour of duty here is up?" "Good question, Karin" he answered "I expect I'll go back for refresher training, then I hope I'll get another assignment, maybe back on Earth, maybe somewhere here again. When that stint ends, I'll be near the end of my current enlistment..." "Will you reenlist again?" Karin asked. "I'm not sure" George answered "When I first enlisted I figured I would most likely do only one stint, but I found the experience so valuable and the future possibilities available to me as a result so varied I decided to enlist for at least one more stint..." He now enumerated some of the possible careers he could follow if he did indeed leave active duty with the Marines after his current enlistment expired: law enforcement or private security, logistics and operations planning, physical fitness or personal trainer... "There is a lot more to being a Marine than just defeating or destroying your enemy in battle" he said. "You could also be a tour organizer or even a guide, either here or on your world" Karin now put in "When people find out that I spent some time on Earth they often aske me what it would be like to go there...I sometimes tell them about your consulate and just where it is...and yes, they still often ask me if women really do go around unbound all day!" George hadn't consciously considered the idea of being a tour guide. While he could be quite gregarious when so inclined, he could also be rather quiet and content to keep pretty much to himself when not at work. In his pre-Marine days, from his early teens he would sometimes ride out alone to attend to chores on distant corners of the family ranch, camp out, then return home the following day. Karin, to his initial surprise, never had any difficulty coaxing him out of his shell when she was so inclined, but had also come to enjoy it when he preferred to be quiet and say very little, and not just when they might be watching something especially interesting on the TV. She too, had her times when she liked keeping to herself; for her it was a way of recharging her batteries. He smiled at her suggestion, and nodded his head in a thoughtful manner, but didn't say anything just then. By now Karin knew George well enough to make an educated guess what was on his mind. He had long been fascinated by places that were distant, different, or both, and from his perspective Aeryth qualified on both counts. From not long after his arrival he had felt at home here enough many citizens did not realize he was from Earth, unless he told them. George was also aware that the R-world authorities rarely granted visas to Earth men, giving them to women almost exclusively. While he and Patrick owed theirs due at least in part to their quasi-diplomatic status, and their extensive preliminary orientation had paid dividends from the start, those in charge of deciding who was eligible to come through the portal were still very much of the opinion that Earth men, collectively, were insufficiently appreciative of the Universal Restraint Code or otherwise too rough-around-the-edges to consistently live up to the social standards expected of men in this world. A obvious failure in even a low-key situation could trigger a diplomatic incident as serious as a visiting woman being upbound in public, even in a situation seemingly as semi-private as grabbing ice from a machine in a hotel hallway directly opposite the door to her room, some of them felt, in particular the women. It was they, not the men, who first conceived the earliest manifestations of female restraint all those many centuries ago, and as a way of making themselves more attractive or otherwise more appealing to men... Karin finally broke through his reverie, with a tap on the shoulder. When he turned his face her way she smiled before saying "George, you won't have to decide for a while yet. If your next posting is on Earth I'm sure I can tolerate being unbound in public while I'm there, and if you are sent here again I would be even happier..." He couldn't help but smile broadly at her words, and her smile. George and Karin enjoyed their casual get-togethers enough, in the coming months they would occasionally stop by at each other's apartment after work during the week for a light supper, or perhaps a coffee or a beer only. When she was at his place he would offer to feed or hold a glass for her, but she would always smile and say "Thanks, but not yet..." George never pressed her; he liked how in this world women were consistently regarded and treated as equals, unlike still all too many situations on Earth. 'If we really are meant for each other we should let things develop at their own pace and not try to force things' George found himself thinking. George was in for a surprise in early June. It was then that the inhabitants of the apartment building where Karin lived would have an annual party open to all residents and their invited guests. It was for example a chance for new residents to meet their neighbors, for residents who otherwise never seemed to cross paths to get together, or to simply socialize with friends and neighbors. It was also an occasion for the women to display less conventional or everyday forms of restraint as well. The URC, like fashion in general, was open to varying interpretations. It was that last item which was one reason why Karin invited George to her apartment a full hour before the party was scheduled to begin. Residents of Lindenhof, like their German counterparts on Earth, had a reputation for sticking to prior announced schedules. Knowing this, George expected Karin wanted to share some more private time with him before they joined the larger crowd downstairs. Karin though, had other plans, and let him know as soon as he walked into her apartment. "George, I want you to dress me for the party." "Really, Karin?" he responded. He felt bemused and slightly embarrassed at the same time, but his curiosity as to just what she had in mind had definitely been raised. When he arrived, she was wearing carpet slippers, leggings, and a casual t-shirt. He assumed she planned to wear something nicer, as he had come prepared to do, dressed as he was in a button-down shirt and tan pants. "Yes, really. I'll show you." She led him to her bedroom, which he had never entered during his previous visits, and gestured toward her bed. On it he noticed a white blouse with a green stand up collar, a long green skirt, and green roping. On the floor nearby were a pair of moderate heeled brown shoes with blockier heels than average. She held up the blouse for him to look over more closely. It had long puffy sleeves, decorative stitching in the front, and a row of very closely spaced buttons in the back; there must have been close to twenty. "You don't do all those buttons by yourself, do you?" George found himself asking, involuntarily. "Of course not, silly" Karin answered with a note of bemusement in her voice. "We are a lot more like Earth than most of you realize, including women's fashion. I'm sure you know fashion is not always about practicality or common sense, right?" "Oh yes, absolutely." "Well, that is one reason I am wearing this outfit tonight; by design it is almost impossible for someone to put it on without assistance, indeed many of us enjoy the sensation of someone else dressing them them in clothing they cannot put on or take off by themselves...are you ready to dress me, George?" As she spoke he could not help but notice the twinkle in her eyes. He also could not help but feel a peculiar form of low-key excitement he had never felt before. "Indeed I am, Karin" he said. "I was hoping you would say that!" she answered. Then, without further ado, she kicked off her slippers and pulled off her t-shirt and leggings, leaving her clad in nothing but bra and panties. She now picked up the blouse and smiled at George, who needed no further prompting. Once she had slipped her arms all the way into the sleeves, he began fastening the buttons in the back as she stood still. With so many the task took a few minutes, but it was evident she was enjoying being fussed over thusly. "Please take your time" she said at one point. Once George was finished buttoning up the buttons of her blouse, Karin now picked up the skirt, and he could see it had a continuous line of closely spaced buttons all the way from the waistband down to the hem, there must have been dozens of buttons. While Lindenhof could still get rather cool at night for the time of year, the skirt would help keep her warm enough, so she chose to go 'bare legs' tonight. "I presume you are not planning to do any running tonight?" "Nope!" was her response, as she wrapped the front of the skirt around her waist, and held it in position as George began fastening the buttons, starting at the waist and working downward. With so many buttons and her encouragement to 'take your time' several minutes passed before he finally reached the hem of her skirt. Her skirt done, Karin opted to put on her shoes herself, unassisted, and when she was done began walking about the room. The hem of her skirt was so tight she could barely take steps of six inches, or about fifteen centimeters according to the measuring system in universal use on Aeryth. "I've got a few hobble skirts, the others I can put on and take by myself no problem" she said at one point during her brief in-room stroll "Some women, they wear such high spikey heels I'm sure I would fall over even if I wore pants or a normal skirt...I did try spikey heels one time...that was enough for me..." A glance at the clock on the wall told Karin they needed to be on their way soon, but there were three more details to attend to. First, she put her hair up into a bun, then wrapped a green band around the base. Next, she asked George to take a photo, and then picked up the cord which had been lying on her bed, and said "George, will you tie me with this cord?" "Gladly" he answered, as he took the proffered binding from her hand. Though he had not thusly tied anyone since his orientation classes back on Earth, he had had occasion to tie various inanimate objects in his apartment since his arrival in the restraint world. Karin turned her back to him and crossed her wrists behind her back in an 'x' pattern, and he then got to work, wrapping the cord around one wrist a few times, then the other in the same way, then repeated the process once more at her request before finally tying the ends in a knot, thus rendering her totally unable to free her hands. "How does it feel, Karin?" "Beautiful. You did it just right, George dear." Her delight at her present condition was evident in her voice. "Are you ready to go down to the party?" "Yes, NOW I am..."
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Restraint World: A fictional universe where women, age 18 and older, must by law and custom have their hands and arms restrained when venturing outside their homes. Their everyday lives are much like our own except for that one significant exception!



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Accrodelajupe Featured By Owner 23 hours ago
If you look up "Chinese outdoor picnic" on Boundhub, two accomplished women give an excellent proof of concept. Male companions feed them.
(Open immediately in fullscreen to avoid the unhelpful background).
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DonKevinMartin Featured By Owner 12 hours ago  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Eastern Empire ladies doing it up right!
Great find, thanks for sharing.
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reckonwith69 Featured By Owner Jan 30, 2023
R-World TikTok.

Silly Armbinder Dance GIF by AllieBowString  
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MichMull Featured By Owner Jan 24, 2023  Hobbyist Writer
youtu.be/IBIsNnbY7e0

"Handcuffed woman in public".
The title speaks for itself!
:)
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DonKevinMartin Featured By Owner Jan 25, 2023  Hobbyist Digital Artist
A proud New Camillan woman boldly ventures through the portal to visit the barbarian world on the other side, yet remains true to her values and culture!

Great find!!
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MichMull Featured By Owner Edited Jan 19, 2023  Hobbyist Writer
youtu.be/EoteUeEl7oQ

A fragment of "The Collector" movie (1965, based on the novel of the same title by John Fowles).
If we abstract from the cause of events (which is totally unacceptable!), we can see a young woman went a walking in the courtyard with her hands bound behind her back like it's necessary in R-World :)
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DonKevinMartin Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2023  Hobbyist Digital Artist
You are right. The premise of this whole movie is definitely NOT R-World, but Samantha Eggar would make a lovely Gerfrankian lady! Too bad the camera operator cuts off so many views just above her bound hands.
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reckonwith69 Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2023
In R-World, even the feral women follow the URC.

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ziege58 Featured By Owner Jan 19, 2023  Hobbyist Digital Artist
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DonKevinMartin Featured By Owner Jan 16, 2023  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Anthropologists have determined this is how the restraint customs began.  (In the days before conversion vans, of course!)
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