A Trip to the Amusement Park - Ch 3

They all followed Jane’s gaze to a large sign hanging between two pillars. Pharaoh’s Cave. Hieroglyphs lined the towering stone pillars. Jane began leading the family toward the ride. A little ways in, the path forked. To the left, the larger road led to where many people were lining up for the ride. However, Jane led the family off to the right. The smaller path eventually ended at a wide doorway. The doorway had a sphinx on top and was flanked by two Anubis statues wielding spears.

It was a neat design, almost enough to hide the yellow rail extruding from the entrance. A similar colored sign was posted above. Child Plus Lineup. Jane brought Mikey’s lead up to the rail, clipping the handlebar onto it. Steven repeated the process with the two girls.

“Our monitors let us know when the ride is over are done. Your father and I are going to plan the next few rides, we will meet you at the end,” Jane said with a smile before they left.

Britney looked up at the rail. She had already learned that without her parents’ special bracelets, they couldn’t detach the handlebar, not that she could reach it at the moment anyways. She took a couple steps forward, the lead slid along the rail without issue. She then tried taking a step backward. The jerk confirmed her suspicions. The rail allowed their lead to slide forwards, but not backwards. She also observed that the lead was somehow able to rotate around the control collar, meaning it could be both in front and behind her.

The hallway was dark. Fake torches dimly lit the various hieroglyphs and drawings along the walls. The slightly ominous music set the tone. A narrator, acting as their tour guide, explained their mission. They were exploring the ancient pyramids of Egypt. The lost Pharaoh, Akhenaten II had vanished from history. It had been rumored as suicide, but only recently had they found his pyramid. And even then, they had been unable to uncover his body and treasures. Britney looked forward to find Mikey and Brenda had already begun down the pathway. She rushed to catch up.

They trotted along until they reached the back of the line. Most of the kids were young, but a few positions in front of them was an older boy that looked around Britney’s age. He wasn’t tall but had a muscular build. Like her, he had mittens which pinned his hands closely by his waist.

What made him stand out was the frantic struggle he was putting up against his harness. The harness looked almost pathetically small around his wider body. Yet, despite his muscles flexing visibly underneath his jumpsuit, he made no progress against the restraints.

Behind him, a much younger girl patted him on the back. “You know, you should really stop struggling, they make these safety harnesses escape-proof, even for strong boys like you big brother.” He turned around and glared at her, his face a steaming red. As he mmphed loudly to his sister, Britney realized that he too was wearing the mask.

“I warned you about the mask but you wouldn’t listen. I told you about the harnesses too, but you were sooooo confident that you could just take everything off whenever you wanted,” the girl taunted. The boy lurched forward, which caused his sister to leap away, pulling her lead taught but staying just out of his reach.

He began yelling through his mask until he glanced up and noticed Britney and the others staring at him. Quickly turning, the boy hung his head and trudged forward.

Before Britney knew it, the three of them neared the end of the line. The ride turned out to be a roller coaster. A long train sat beside piles of sand.

She saw four staff members dressed in the red uniforms take children from the end of the rail to their seats on the ride. The attendants, three females and a male all had pretty small builds. Britney considered making a run for it. Perhaps she could run out of the park and find something to cut the restraints.

The smallest of the female attendants walked up as the boy reached the front of the lead. As expected, her wristband allowed the handlebar to be detached from the rail. The instant his lead was detached, the boy jerked away, attempting to run. But the attendant was ready. Taking a firm hold of the lead, she planted one foot solidly on the ground, and with a single rough tug, the boy was brought to a halt.

Britney realized that while their outfits looked the same, the staff were wearing shoes around their onesie feet. Compared to the socks they had, the added grip easily gave the staff an edge, even against the larger and stronger boy. The assistant had grabbed onto a ring at the back of the harness, holding the boy as the male assistant rushed over. The two then wrapped an arm around each of the boy’s elbows, marching him toward his seat. It was clear that they were well trained to handle any kind of rebellious behavior.

The boy’s sister and Mikey were brought to the second row. As her lead was detached, Britney let herself be led to her seat. Her thoughts of escaping quashed by how easily the small lady had handled the much stronger boy. She and her sister were brought to the first row. The attendant rotated her lead so it went behind her and tucked the handlebar somewhere behind her seat with a distinct clicking sound, but the lead itself wasn’t pulled taught.

She then quickly secured clips from the seat to the rings Britney had noticed earlier. There were four in total, two on her shoulders and two on her waist. Once they were seated, there was a whirling sound, and the clips pulled taught. A safety bar slid down over their laps and the attendants began moving down the rows, sliding safety bars down and doing final checks.

Just how many secure did they need to be? Let me guess, safety first. Britney rolled her eyes, accepting that there was nothing she could do. Britney sighed, even though she was restrained, she hoped she could at least enjoy the roller coaster. She’d always loved going on rides as a kid, but she hadn’t gone to one in years.

Looking around, it seemed that the front half of the train was filled by Child Plus passengers, while the remaining was filled by regular passengers. If Britney recalled correctly, the Child Plus line had far fewer people than the regular line outdoors. That explained why their queue had moved so quickly.

Finally, with all the passengers secured, the ride began. The train chugged forward at a slow pace into the open, heading toward a pyramid. The tour guide reappeared, explaining they had found a mysterious door, yet they couldn’t quite cross.

As they entered the pyramid, a loud clang rang out from behind them and they were plunged into darkness. Their way forward was paved by a small lights at the front of the train, Britney struggled to see much ahead.

“Ye brave explorers enter my cave. Be careful, or become my slave.” A voice echoed through the tunnel. Britney rolled her eyes. This might have been entertaining if she was half her age.

“You seek my gold, you are indeed bold…” The walls suddenly lit up with a flickering glow of many torches. Mounds of sands were dotted with a few gold artifacts. The walls were decorated with various drawings hidden behind spiderwebs. A snake slithered across. Britney had to admit the theming was quite impressive.

The ride squeaked forward as they began a slow incline. Eerie music began playing, slowly speeding up as they headed toward the peak. A worry crossed Britney’s mind: what if the safety policies meant that rides themselves were also super safe and slow? She struggled against her harness. And she’d be forced to sit through the entire thing. It would be a living hell.

After a series of turns, the ride arrived in front of a large sealed door. “Only the worthy shall enter. To pass through these gates, three questions you must answer. Succeed, and you will find my treasure. Fail, and you will perish.”

“Where are we?”

“Egypt!” The passengers on the ride roared. A torch at the top of the door flickered to life. There were two more beside it.

“What is my name?”

“Pharaoh Akhenaten II!” The riders called out, noticeably quieter. The second torch illuminated. Britney had no clue who the Pharaoh was, but clearly, the kids were paying a lot of attention.

“In what year did I die?”

The ride was silent. Had this even been mentioned? To her side, Brenda was muttering something into her mask.

“1214BC!” A lone child yelled from behind them. Brenda nodded as the third torch flickered to life. Britney just shook her head. Of course her nerdy sister knew the answer. A low rumbling was heard, and the door creaked open.

Their train entered a well lit room. Gold coins, shiny jewelery, and gems of all colors were littered around them. At the back stood a magnificent sarcophagus. The ride jerked to a halt. The sarcophagus began swinging open.

“You answered my questions and found my treasure. Unfortunately, you were slightly mistaken. I didn’t die in 1214BC. I am no mere mortal.”

The sarcophagus swung open to reveal an empty interior. The tomb shook and something crashed behind them. Britney tried to turn and see, but the torches suddenly vanished, plummeting her into darkness. The music quieted, and various passengers began whispering. Britney could no longer see nor feel Brenda off to her side. Muffled sounds echoed around her and Britney felt something brush against her shoulder. Was it Brenda?

Suddenly, lights flickered alive, but instead of the treasures, giant mummies stood close on either side, their bandages spilling over onto the riders. Several screams were heard, and in that instant, the roller coaster roared to life, plunging forward into the darkness.

“Come back!” The Pharaoh’s voice boomed from behind them. The ride flew forward into a series of twists in the darkness. The aggressive turns causing Britney to fly back and forth in her seat. Her clipped harness barely holding her in place.

After a while, the ride began to slow, and they began climbing up a series of inclines. It seems they had lost the Pharaoh. A faint light appeared up ahead, and after a final turn, Britney could see the end of the tunnel. They were almost out!

“You will not escape!” With a rumble, a rock began slowly rolling across the exit. The ride zoomed forward, but they were far from the exit. The rock was already covering too much of the tunnel, they weren’t going to make it!

Britney closed her eyes, bracing for impact as the ride crashed into the rock. She felt her seat jerk as the force ripped through the ride.

But somehow, the ride kept going. And they burst out of the pyramid and into the open. Britney opened her eyes to find that they were high above the ground. The sun beamed against her skin. For a moment, she could survey the entire park.

However, that moment didn’t last long, as the ride broke into a free fall. Wind tore across her face, tossing her shoulder-length hair into a wild frenzy.

Screams filled her ears as her body lifted up from her seat. It took all her strength to not scream out herself, she didn’t want to be shocked. To her right, Brenda screamed loudly. Britney winced, empathizing with her painful shock. However, as they fell, Brenda kept screaming. Could the collars be smart enough to not shock them while on the rides, where the screaming was all but inevitable, or was she screaming despite the pain?

The ride twisted back around, climbing alongside the pyramid they had just exited. Britney could hear Brenda panting to her side. Her own heart beat hard against her chest. Safety laws or not, this was already by far the most thrilling roller coaster she’d ever been on. The ride lurched back into the pyramids, the tour guide saying something crazy about getting the treasure.

They once again plummeted into the darkness, sending the kids into another screaming frenzy. This time, Britney screamed along with them. Thankfully, her deduction had been correct, and she wasn’t shocked.

As the train twisted down through the tunnels, she jerked side to side, unable to do anything else but enjoy the ride. After what seemed like forever, the train finally began leveling out, pulling back into the loading zone. Britney breathed heavily into her mask.

“That was awesome!” Mikey yelled from behind them, a wide grin on his face. Even Britney couldn’t help but smile a little despite her mouthguard.

The safety bars floated up and the riders in the back began piling out. Britney tried to get up only to remember she was still pinned to her seat by the clips. She struggled, her hands wiggling pointlessly in the mittens, unable to touch the clips only inches from her hands. Her smile faded. How had she forgotten about the harness? She grunted loudly, before being painfully reminded of her collar. Again, she realized just how helpless she was.

Straining her neck, she tried to see what was going on behind her. The other children in the front all remained firmly seated. The clips looked normal to her and she wondered why the non-mittened kids didn’t just release themselves. But perhaps the clips were somehow locked too. Besides, even if they could release the clips, their leads were still somehow secured behind them.

A boy and girl near the back got up and exited off to the side, hand in hand. Britney would’ve guessed they had just entered high school. It was so ridiculous, why were they trusted to exit the ride alone and yet she wasn’t even allowed to leave her seat?

Thankfully, several attendants came over and began releasing them from their seats. They easily unclipped the children, and brought them over to a separate exit. Their leads were once again fastened to a rail that hung above.

After her harness was clipped, a winding sound was heard, and Britney felt her lead being pulled forward steadily. Trying not to lose balance, she was forced to keep up as it led her and her siblings outside. The rail branched off into many rails, all leading toward a wall. Pharaoh’s Cave Pickup Station was written on the top in bold lettering.

Once the lead reached the wall, it lowered to her neck level, before it began shortening, forcing Britney to walk forward until her face was mere inches from the wall.

“Please spread your feet shoulder-width apart,” her harness said. She complied, fearing the shock that she knew would come as punishment for any disobedience. A whirling sound was heard below her followed by two clicks. When she looked down, Britney noticed that two arms had stuck out of the wall and clipped onto her ankle bracelets.

She tested her mobility, the short clips keeping her feet slightly spread. To her side, Brenda had gotten the same treatment. Britney tugged against the harness, hoping that her parents would come soon.

“Hey guys, how was the ride?” her mom’s voice called out, Britney craned her neck to try and see her, unable to fully turn around.

“It was awesome!” Mikey said, despite the short leash, he was still jumping up and down. Britney noticed that he had somehow been exempt from the ankle restraints as well.

“How about you girls, did you enjoy the ride?” Steven asked as he freed the girls from the wall. Brenda nodded. Britney hesitated. She still hated all of the restraints, but she had certainly enjoyed the ride itself. No, she hadn’t just enjoyed it, she had loved it. Britney sighed internally, but couldn’t help herself as she nodded as well.

“That’s great to hear! We got a bunch more exciting rides planned,” Jane said with a smile. And with that, the parents led them toward the next ride. Along the way, Jane explained that they had already planned the next few rides based on the lineups and that they could hit a couple more before lunch.

Britney prayed that they would all be as fun as the first. Contrary to her earlier thoughts, it seemed that the safety rules actually allowed them to make the rides more exciting than normal. Perhaps today wasn’t going to be so bad after all.

“Mrs. Wilson!” A voice called out from behind. Brenda turned around to see a couple with a young girl around Mikey’s age in a harness.

“Oh why hello there!” Jane turned around. “This is Mr. and Mrs. Kim, and their daughter Kristie. She’s the top student in my class,” Jane explained to the rest of the family. “If only our Mikey would work as hard as she does.” She ruffled his hair.

“Oh, you’re exaggerating,” Mrs. Kim said, but beamed as she put a hand on Kristie’s shoulder.

“I see you got your two eldest secured up quite well,” Mr. Kim chuckled lightly, motioning toward the two girls. Brenda could feel her cheeks burning. What she would give to just sink into the ground and disappear.

“My apologies, these are Brenda and Britney,” Jane introduced the them, “Believe it or not, they wanted the child plus tickets themselves. It definitely makes our lives easier knowing where they are and the lineups are so much shorter!”

“We tried to get our eldest to do it. She’s only fifteen, but she said she’d rather be caught dead than in those silly harnesses. Some kids these days just don’t understand the importance of safety.” Mrs. Kim shook her head.

The twins exchanged glances, had they known about the extent of the harnesses they would’ve obviously said the same. The families exchanged a few more words before parting their separate ways.

The family continued onto the next ride, Elevator to Hell. The ride itself was a tall tower with passengers seated in a single row on one side. It seemed like those rides that blasted people upward and downward. The ride confused Brenda a bit. The maps had shown that the park was split into several zones, each with their own theme. They were currently in the Explorers Zone. The roller coaster had executed that theme perfectly, but she wasn’t sure how this ride fit.

After a short lineup, Brenda was brought over to her seat. Once she was seated and clipped in, a U-shaped bar was brought over her head. There was a piece that extruded out the end, clicking into place between her thighs. Brenda would’ve thought having both clips and the bar to be a bit excessive, but she’d long learned that this level of safety was the norm here in the new Langston.

Britney and Mikey were seated to either side, and soon all the seats were fastened. The ride cranked to life, blasting them with lights and sound as it began lifting them up into the air. They rose to the peak, where Brenda surveyed the park, waiting in anticipation.

All of a sudden, they fell. The ride shot toward the floor, lifting Brenda slightly out of her seat. But as quickly as it had started, the ride lurched to a stop. They had fallen less than halfway down, but Brenda could already feel her heart beginning to race.

The ride began creaking upward. Brenda took a deep breath, but before she could finish, the ride plummeted downward again. A scream escaped her, audible even through the mask, as they raced toward the floor.

The ride continued to jerk them upwards and downwards, so many times that Brenda lost count. The butterflies in her stomach causing her to scream in both excitement and fear.

Eventually, the ride climbed back to the peak, and Brenda assumed they were going for the final drop. She looked down, kicking her feet out as she waited in anticipation. They hung there for a moment, but as expected, the ride broke into a free fall.

As they raced toward the floor Brenda felt a moment of panic, it didn’t seem like they were slowing down!

The ride roared downward, the air filled with screams as their ride hit the floor. But instead of stopping, the ride tore downward, continuing for several more seconds before it ground to a halt with screeches of metal on metal.

The air around her suddenly felt hot and humid. Brenda eyes fluttered open, not knowing when she’d closed them. She looked around the wide cavern. Rivers of lava bubbled close underneath.

The ride creaked and the machinery shook as it powered down. The ride began sputtering as it attempted to restart. That didn’t sound good. Wasn’t this supposed to be a new park, how come their machines were already failing? Attendants would probably restart the ride. In the meantime, Brenda continued to survey the scenery.

Several skeletons laid about, each of them in positions of anguish and suffering. Demons roamed about, carrying buckets of lava and various scary looking tools. One dragged a man, chained hand and feet, across the floor. At the far end, a giant horned beast sat in an iron throne. In a moment of realization, the ride’s name finally made sense to her: they were in hell.

The devil stood up, a jagged crown on his head. It was a menacing figure at least eight feet tall. Bony, tattered wings began unfolding behind him as he lifted to the air. All of a sudden, it burst toward them, flying toward them at blazing speed.

The ride spluttered as it tried to kick back to life. The riders screamed as the devil neared, scaly claws outstretched. Brenda tried to bring her hands to shield herself, only to realize they were futilely pinned to her sides. She screamed.

At the last possible moment, the ride roared back to life, lurching them back up, escaping the devil’s grasp by fractions of a second.

The ride lifted and dropped a few more times, until finally bursting back above ground level. Brenda noticed the floor closing underneath them as the ride slowly lowered them back to the starting position. Brenda took the moment to catch her breath. Despite knowing it was all fake, she would be lying if she claimed the devil racing toward them hadn’t scared her. Like the roller coaster, the ride had fully immersed her in the experience.

Finally, the floor closed and riders began getting off. Brenda pushed against the security bar, but it wouldn’t budge. She grunted as she sat there patiently, watching as other riders hopped off the ride with ease. Eventually the attendants got to her. The release was at the front by her crotch, far out of reach from her mittened hands.

She was brought over to a waiting wall, where like last time, her ankles were secured. Forced to stare at the blank wall, Brenda grew bored and began inspecting her harness. She tugged a bit at her wrists. Her movement causing the harness to pull against her body at various points. The straps were tight, something the assistant earlier had made sure of. However, it wasn’t technically uncomfortable.

The entire harness had been designed with care. The bracelets around her wrists and ankles were wide enough that they didn’t focus their pressure. They also had rounded corners to prevent pinching against the skin and were even slightly padded on the inside.

The straps themselves seemed to be made out of some strong fabric, with some softer material lining the insides. This, combined with the thickness of the outfits meant the straps didn’t dig into her skin as she tugged aggressively.

The only troublesome straps were the pair that ran between her legs. Brenda tugged, causing them to pull tight on either side of her crotch. Teasing her with an itch she couldn’t scratch.

“Brenda, are you ready to go?” Her dad suddenly appeared from behind. Had he noticed her struggling? He released her from the wall before heading to the next line.

Brenda trudged along, unable to completely get over the fact that she was being led along like a dog on a leash. Yet, she had long since given up on any genuine struggling. She knew it was hopeless.

Learned helplessness. That’s what they had called it in her first year psych course. They had studied a dog that gave up struggling while locked in a cage. She felt like that puppy now, unable to do anything about her restraints. Instead, she tugged playfully at the harness, not really trying to escape, but almost as if to test its limits. The straps pulled against her body, demonstrating their restrictiveness. But she felt also something more, something she couldn’t really explain.

She looked at the lead that hung in front of her. The cursed lead to which she had to follow its every whim. Suddenly, instead of her dad, it was Nelson — the frat boy she’d dated for three months — that held onto her leash, dragging her down the hallway toward his dorm.

She was in her underwear, the harness doing nothing to add to her modesty. His roommates stared and whistled as Nelson paraded her through, showing her off to the boys. Restrained and gagged, she wasn’t able to complain as they took turns inspecting her helplessness. She tried to resist the many hands that pinched and groped her, but couldn’t escape from them all.

She blushed. Her face hot red with a mix of embarrassment and… Was it anger? Fear? Or… excitement? Her confused brain didn’t have time to process as Nelson called the boys off, easily throwing her up over his broad shoulders and carrying her toward his room.

As they walked, one of the boys snuck a grab on her ass. She yelped, trying to complain through her gag but even she was surprised by the muted whimper that came out from the other end.

Once inside, he carelessly tossed her onto the bed, causing her to face plant into the mattress. Brenda struggled to get up but Nelson held the end of the leash down, tying it to the post on the other side. This pinned her face down while causing her butt to stick up into the air.

Brenda turned around to see a pair of scissors in his hand. She shook her head, but a few quick snips and her underwear fell to the floor. Brenda now struggled in earnest, yelling into her gag as he pulled down his pants. “Oh shut up,” a couple quick smacks landed on her ass, one for each cheek. Brenda yelped as she struggled to twist away, but he easily controlled her.

She continued to tug at the straps, but she wasn’t going anywhere. A hand began playing with her as he casually stripped off his boxers, resting his throbbing cock just outside of her pussy. Her wet…

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Author's Note

So a couple of questions for everyone: Did this chapter go in the direction you expected? If not, was it a pleasant surprise or not? As always, would love to know what you enjoyed and what you didn't.

Like I've mentioned before, the reason the characters in this story are explicitly 18+ despite it being less realistic was to view the restraints in a more sexual context, albeit touching only lightly. What likely stood out in this chapter is what is close to a explicit sex scene at the end: for those from the Discord channel, I know this isn't necessarily your interests, but I wonder how you felt about it? You liked it, indifferent, hated it? Love to know your thoughts.

Just FYI for this story that chapter is as far as the "sex scenes" are going to go. Everything else I've planned moving forward is far more mild, but it was something from the original version I wanted to keep and get some opinions on :)