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A bit more struggling by @boundtobounds He was just beginning to get frustrated here. This session was all about ridiculous, over the top, unnecessarily heavy bondage. He was beginning to want out. But hadn’t gotten to needing out just yet. He had more time go!
A good way to enjoy a lazy Sunday 😈
.. some most stressful hours in the cellar.. chains preventing the object to lean on the wall and keeping it in place, allowing just a slight movement, the chain clattering metal hood constantly creating even luoder sound inside the hood added only by the breathing sounds of the object.. object in the darkness of the cellar by it’s own having only cock gag, chastity and butt-plug to keep it company.. it’s Owner will visit it lateron with his friends in order to use/abuse/torture it if needed.. now it will just wait in darkness and in pain..
Brilliant situation, and a very enjoyable write-up!
Slave life will be unique and specific for each of you. Surrender and explore that level of submission, your true calling.
But remember that isolation, boredom, waiting, uncomfortable positions, hunger/thirst will be all too common for you.
It’s in the suffering and quiet seclusion that we discover the desire to surrender all of our rights and privileges.
eine serie von möglichkeiten -sklaven zu halten-
Source: http://thedogcatcherspound.blogspot.ch/
Wow. It’s so cool to see yourself making the rounds on here. This was an awesome experience.
Enjoying a cigarette watching the prisoner’s frustrated struggles @ropedandtapedup
“Struggle all you want prisoner. You’ll stay at least 12 hours in Solitary for your escape attempt and due to new safety regulations solitary inmates must be secured even in their cells, so you wont be released from segufix and your leather isolation hood until tomorrow morning. I hope you’ll enjoy your night as much as the officer on the cctv monitor watching you struggling against your restraints”
Nope. Not going anywhere. 🤩
Mmm yes please
Would love to spend a night like this
Welcome home!
Alex laughed at Dave and said “You want out of that tight sticky rubber hog sack? Then you’ll crawl all the way to the front of the first floor of the house and get the key off the coat rack.” Dave whimpered and squirmed helplessly in the tight rubber, he had been trapped in the sack for an hour now with a locking harness making everything tighter and making him feel completely helplessly trapped. Dave met Alex thinking he would spend an hour locked in the hog sack and then get out, but Alex told Dave that there would be a surprise in the mix that would make escaping even harder. Dave thought that the suit it’s self was inescapable and with the added harness he knew for sure he had no chance of escaping. Dave squirmed and struggled to get onto his hogsacked arms and crawl. He dragged himself onto the floor and crawled his way out into the third floor of the house, a hot attic in a hot house on the California coast. Trapped in the sticky sweat filled rubber Dave slowed down as he got to the stairs, he laid still and whimpered as the sticky rubber became stickier as he laid there exhausted and afraid to go down the stairs. Alex showed up in an hour and pressed his foot over Dave’s head harshly saying “Wake up and crawl you pig! Or you’re gonna stay in that rubber hogsack the rest of your life.” Dave cried and asked Alex “How was this part of the plan?” Alex pulled the zipper closed on Dave’s hood instantly silencing him turning his speech into a muffled mess of mumbling. Alex picked Dave up and carried him down one step laying him on the stairs and said “Crawl piggy, the deal was that you could escape the rubber hogsack. So now you’re gonna do it, or you can crawl back into the dungeon and live in that hogsack for the rest of your life!” It took Dave hours of climbing down the stairs in the sticky sludge filled suit. He whimpered from the sweltering heat in the suit and the hood now zipped closed offered him far less air to breathe, it had no nose holes and the mouth zipper wasn’t very breathable. With pinhole eyes there was very little air coming into the hogsack. Dave with each breath noticeably emptied the hogsack of air taking mostly his sweaty stink in with each breath now getting only enough air to barely stay conscious. Dave reached the second floor of the house and noticed a laundry chute, he looked to the bottom and saw a bright basket underneath. He crawled into the laundry chute and landed in a pile of sweat soaked gym shirts. Alex walked in and buried Dave piling the shirts over him and left “Looks like now you have to get out from under 40 pounds or so of my nasty gym shirts and crawl out of the basement!” Dave could barely breathe and move now, he was heaving breaths of the wet stinking gym shirts and his own stink crying as he wiggled crushed flat under the shirts. Alex zipped the laundry baskets PVC cover closed laughing evilly “If you can last til tomorrow morning, I’ll let you out of the suit right here in the basement.” Alex struggled and squealed as he realized he was truly trapped, he wiggled and exhausted himself trapped under the shirts, the thick pile of laundry closed over him with no way to move, Alex fell asleep and awoke the next morning or what had seemed the next morning, he tried to struggle but couldn’t move a muscle, the sweaty shirts had dried solid around him, a few slimy shirts were all he had left to breathe. He tried to struggle and laid there breathing his sweaty rubber and the sweaty shirts wondering if this was going to be a fatal accident. Alex came in and unzipped the laundry basket a few minutes later, he pulled the shirts off Dave crying and squirming weakly. He said. “Guess you were serious about being able to take a long time in airlessness.” Dave unzipped Alex’s hood. He was relieved as Dave pulled the key out of his pocket and unlocked the harness before unzipping the hogsack. Alex was locked in the rubber sack for only a day and a half but it seemed like a week to him. Alex left Dave’s dungeon house and his phone dinged with a text “Next week, same time.”
Alex got into his car nervously, he knew that Dave would surprise him with another challenge to escape his house in an even more restrictive piece of gear.
Great story
Just a small bit of breathplay 👌🏻
Wow two of my all time favorites back to back
Happy object
Would love to be him I need a good hard core Dom First
Permanently rubbered, and chained - you will spend the rest of your life in this position - after a week of screaming with the pain of your muscles burning you will learn that breathing is a privilege not a right - sunlight and fresh air are something you will never experience again. This is your life - enjoy!