Bondage cage stories

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Gromet's Plaza Self Bondage Stories. I was recently house sitting for some neighbors who have a large chocolate labrador retriever. Their dog sleeps in a large metal kennel cage that is about 4 feet by 2. I realized that the cage would be the ideal prison for an all-night-long self-bondage session. I was immediately aroused by the thought of being trapped, bound, in the cage, all night, unable to stretch my legs or turn over.

While Hershey the dog was occupied with eating, I crawled into his cage and closed the door. It was surprisingly roomy, with plenty of space to turn around, kneel, or lie on my side. That very evening I went and purchased my own cage. I got one that was slightly smaller than the one my neighbors had. Hershey's was simply too big. I placed the cage in my garage, but had to wait for the weekend to arrive before I could try it out. Bondage cage stories week, I planned my adventure and made preparations. During the week I had decided that I would use a combination lock as the release mechanism.

At night, in my garage, it is too dark to read the s on the dial. Once I was locked in after dark, I would have to wait until the morning light allowed me to see and open the lock. Most of my self-bondage sessions are hours long, though I have done a few sessions tied to the bed overnight. This time, I wanted to be trapped for at least 12 hours. That would require beginning my adventure before it got dark.

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I knew I did not have the discipline to wait in the cage until darkness fell, so I decided to use a hood to prevent myself from seeing the lock. The keys to release the hood would be dropped by melting ice, and would not fall until after dark. On Friday evening, after work, my self-bondage adventure began. I attached the keys to my restraints to the end of a string that would reach from the ceiling to floor. I tied the string to a beam on the ceiling directly above the cage. When my adventure began, I removed the ice from the bottle and dropped it into the toe of a pair of my old pantyhose.

I threaded the pantyhose through the key ring and tied them off to nail on another beam at the side of the garage. The keys were suspended well out of reach. Once the ice melted, the ring would slip off the end of the pantyhose and the keys would swing down against the side of the cage. For safety, I froze identical keys in Bondage cage stories gallon milk container and tied the string to one of the bars of the cage. The gallon container would be just outside the cage, but until nearly the full gallon melted, I could not retrieve the keys. The gallon container would take 10 hours to melt, the smaller ice block would only take hours.

The bottom of the cage was covered by a thick plastic liner. I placed a thin piece of foam, covered in an old sheet, over the plastic. Since I was planning to be in the cage until sunrise, I wanted to limit my discomfort from kneeling or laying on the hard plastic. I stripped naked and placed my favorite and only collar around my neck. It was my very first bondage toy; a leather-lined stainless steel collar from JT Toys. I have worn it in every self-bondage session since. I locked it on with a small brass padlock. I placed leather Bondage cage stories on my wrists and secured them with padlocks as well.

I had never worn my leather chastity belt for more than a few hours. I was worried that the butt plug would be too much for 12 hours, so I selected a smaller than average plug. I lubricated the dildo and butt plug and inserted them slowly. I tightened the belt and used two brass padlocks to secure it. I decided, on a whim, to wear a pair of 4-inch stiletto heels. I love to do self-bondage scenarios where I am required to stand in these heels for an hour or two while waiting for release.

I can barely stand in them, let alone walk. I thought the heels would add an interesting nuisance in the confined space. I wrapped a pair of leather shoe cuffs around my ankles. These cuffs have a small leather strap that passes under the arch of my shoes to prevent me from taking them off. I attached the cuffs together with a short metal chain and secured them with padlocks. The collar, chastity belt and shoes were not coming off until I got out of the cage. I sat outside the cage for a few minutes looking over my preparations.

Convinced that I was going to be safe, I began. I strapped a small, soft ball gag in my mouth. I love the feeling of a gag, however, I had never had one in for more than a few hours. My favorite gag has a hard rubber ball which would be too much for an all night session.

I bought this gag a few months ago, and I was saving it for my next long term bondage. I pulled the leather hood over my head. The hood is very restrictive, with Bondage cage stories a slit below the nose. I tightened the three straps that hold the hood in place, one across my forehead, one just below my nose, and one below my chin.

I took a padlock and secured the bottom strap. The hood would not come off until the keys fell, and I could not see the combination lock until the hood came off. I got down on all fours and crawled, backwards, into the cage. It was a challenge to get over the lip under the door since my legs were bound by a short chain. I had never been this nervous; my stomach was churning. I was kneeling in the cage facing the door.

I closed the door, slid the latch, and secured it with the combination lock.

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I was now a prisoner in the cage until morning. But I still had one last step to complete my bondage. To make the escape more challenging, I wanted to chain my wrist cuffs together behind my back.

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I easily connected the chain to my right cuff when both wrists were free. I then threaded the padlock into the end of the chain, and tried to use my right hand to thread it through the D-ring on the cuff on my left wrist. Since the chain was so short, the lock kept pulling out of my right hand.

After about 20 tries, I got the padlock threaded through both, and squeezed it shut. I was sweating and breathing hard due to the effort, but it was worth it. I was laying on my side, in a 2. I took a few minutes to savor the feeling. I was totally trapped, with no escape until morning. Bondage cage stories lay still for a while enjoying the building excitement. I tried to reach around with my hands to bring myself to orgasm, but I couldn't reach.

The dildo in the chastity belt is usually more irritating than exciting, but right now I wanted to climax. I breathed slowly through my nose. I knew that I must be patient. It was going to be hours before the keys would fall and I could remove the wrist cuffs, hood, and gag. I was too uncomfortable, and nervous, to fall fully asleep, however, I drifted on the edge of consciousness.

Bondage cage stories

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