Confinement: Cages & Boxes

A strong small cage that is secure enough to provide no hope of escape.However,there are cuffs,a hood,mitts,etc.to secure me in an absolute immobile position.The cage on the Gord site has haunted my fantasy world for years.I have built several cages,one for standing,and another very,very small.I must be tied to really enjoy them.I have spent long hours in darkness with no need to explore escape options.I like the final surrender to bondage,that moment all options have been defeated.Gages start there so I don’t waste time trying.I also have a 4x5x4 box with no light and heavy sound proofing.Six hours with wrists cuffed to feet with taped fingers and heavy mitts,you can enter deep slave space.I read a bondage novel year ago and the women were locked in long severe bondage.They were in stocks on the island on the lake in total isolation naked,hooded,and securely locked for six hour sessions.I have been in serious bondage for as much as eleven hours.You come out the other end different for sure.The fantasy is not the reality because in reality tou itch,loose track of time,loose sense of direction even up and down.You have to deal with circulation,cramps,fear,worry,and being bored.You want to be touched,you hear your breath,heart,creeks,cars,trains,voices,and then you lose your point of referance.I like this place and I grow even more connected to Mistress.The box is now altered and is now a sauna.Two infered lights raise the temp to 150F.I love to oil up and sweat for up to 30min.No locks on the door for this.Mistress like me shaved completely,only eyebrows.This is where I shave,then I shower.This sounds wierd but I love severe bondage and severe sweat.

I used to have similar fantasies of harsh, brutal confinement. Now that I’m with Alexandra the more extreme fantasies have vanished. I miss them some days.

Not that I’ve lost my hopes of exploring deep bondage. The idea of concrete, physical loss of freedom and/or mobility is very intoxicating. Nothing could leave me feeling more helpless and surrendered.

The beauty of the personality of Mistress is she is very private and a home body.She gardens and reads hours on end.She has me pose in her flower bed naked,and where we live very shiney with sweat.The hours under her beautiful feet,hooded,naked,and motionless,while she reads a King novel.The hours in total darkness bound in a stressful position while she just watches,or what ever she does,because I can’t see her.I love pure bondage and need nothing with it.I do love being tormented and will endure pain of any kind.Her favorate types are very small clips on my ball sack,cloths pins on every other tender place.She knows this builds over time and causes no damage but alot of pain.After an hour they become very intense.For safety reasons she moves them but only about an inch.Sometimes she puts them back in the same places.All of this takes little effort and is usually done while she is doing other things.it’s like drive by torture.Over a few hours it produces a quivering exausted slave.Then the cruel thing is when we stop and I prepare a meal,we see a movie,or I give her a perfect massage.This is not cruel for I love bondage ,but I love serving more.She knows I never expect a session or sex.Sometimes she looks at me and knows I’m stressed and then locks me away.This results in more bondage and I will work extra hard to free up time to enjoy it.I like the fact she likes being alone,but I like being alone with her.It took a long time to show her this fact about me,now she enjoys it. Sex and sessions are on her terms.There is no “mercy” sex in our house,in fact the stress of not knowing is better.She enjoys my suffering alot.

Dave:

How long have you two been together? How did you meet?

It has been eight years since we met.We met in a grocery store.We have both had former relationships,all vanilla.We are in our fifties,but very fit for our ages.I am the only one with a fetish past,a strong bondage interest from birth.I own alot of cotton clothes line,and have watched this scene grow over the years.This is the first and last true love of my life.We have found the dynamics of D/s clarifies this wonderful love.We can’t snap in and out of our roles,we are full time D/s because we are.The service and respect are a constant.We get all formal when we play,but for the most part we look real normal.The one thing we both know is the only thing we can control is our love.We both love without a net,all or nothing,hold nothing back.

I am looking to make a box but i keep finding no time at the moment :-( I have to put up with just being fastened into the thick rubber bondage bags i have. The plan is to make a box that is formed to hold me in a foetal position unable to move at all - with a butt plug in place and that I can self lock so I can wait until mistress goes out and then lock myself in knowing that she will be hours before returning so I have to wait until she returns. I get a thrill about this and in a week I am going on holiday and I will be spending every night in the bag with no respite (she tends to let me out at the first hint of being uncomfortable) and as the new sheath for my chastity belt is waiting to be collected at the post office tomorrow morning I will be in that for the week as well. I may even get her to leave the key at home so there is no way to get out…..

I have also asked that on at least one day I have to spend the whole day in the bag - ie all night then all day then all night again in the bag