Heavy Bondage

Last night I entertained a bondage enthusiast for a long, heavy bondage and sensory deprivation scene. And when I say heavy bondage, I am usually referring to layers upon layers of bondage.

As we negotiated the details, he sipped from a juice box and I coached him through a few yoga stretches followed by some breathing exercises in preparation of his impending predicament.

I started with some pretty-in-pink, pantyhose encasement covering him from head to toe in pink hose. Added a special breath control hood. Wrapped his body tightly with layers of plastic wrap. Followed by a roll of duct tape, purple in color, of course. Then I slid him into a custom spandex tube. Propped his head with a pillow and turned on the white noise machine. There he rest and float and rest and float for well over an hour before I cut him loose.

We took a short break and he was allowed to pee before moving on.

I selected a heavy leather, sensory deprivation hood completely stripping him of sight and hearing and offering only the delicious smell of leather. Lubed up an electric butt plug and stuffed it in his ass. And then zipped him up into a snug, leather sleep sack with deep sleeve pockets for arms and zipper slots for easy access.

After about an hour, I rolled him onto his side and set out a larger neoprene sleep sack. Rolled him back, zipped him up and babysat him for another hour or so. All the while, playing with the dial connected to the electric butt plug. Seeing him laying there, bound, hooded, and plugged got Me so excited I took the opportunity to masturbate.

Finally, he was released from his bondage and allowed to sit at My feet while we ate ice cream and I helped him process the thoughts and feelings that surfaced while he was inside his cocoon. Further solidifying My belief that BDSM really is the very best form of therapy.