In BDSM Storage

By Slaveduties

BDSM Packaged

Blinding darkness…deafening silence…the only sensation I’ve known for god-knows-how-long is the feeding/breathing tube being fed through my ball gag being filled. I suck greedily and am rewarded with some kind of pureed food, liquified by a blender by Master. These are the only times when I am assured that I haven’t been forgotten. But during the long stretches of time, that feel like forver – my mind wonders…have I been forgotten? How long as it been? Seeing nothing, Hearing nothing…for so long, or so it seems.

One week and five days…completely and utterly alone, and yet – so close to other people. Those people having no idea of my presence.

What the heck am I talking about? I’m talking about house guests…that have no idea about Master’s BDSM lifestyle. And so he thought it would be an opportune time to once again fulfill my fantasy – about being boxed and shelved. Let me be the first to say, that fantasy is not always what its made out to be, when made a reality. I always remember being caged or boxed for long periods of times fondly…but each time it happens again, I remember the horrors. The horrors that my own feable mind puts me through, throughout my storage.

The picture above is about as close as I could find to my own predicament. Strikingly close, in fact – which is no surprise as Master is always inspired by such images.

The most humiliating part? being let out, and my first task is emptying the buckets of my waste that had sat – sealed next to my box all this time. I’m used to catheters, but the tube connecting to the open-hole buttplug that essentially was an extension of my bowels – feels now like a phantom limb. It was removed of course when I was released, but having had it in so long, it feels like something is missing…if that makes any sense!

So this is where I’ve been, and why I’ve essentially been missing for the last week and a half or so. It felt much longer, I assure you…many times I thought months had gone by. Drifting in and out of sleep so many times, no daylight to measure…being blind, and unable to hear, nor feel anything for so long – it was amazingly disorienting. Not being able to move even an inch, being blocked by straps and padding – holding me tight.

I was packed in the garage, some gym equipment stacked on top of me, hiding the tubes that fed into the buckets, I’m sure Master’s guests walked past me many times – completely unaware that a human lay there – packaged, in storage like some object, until their departure.

When I put on the lycra suit that covered my entire body, I was shivering with excitement. I could not wait until the claustophobia inducing tightness of everything was sealed around me. Like a slow-moving ritual – with each piece of equipment added to my body, it felt like we were making love, somehow. The ball-gag with a hole for the breathing/feeding tube is insterted and tightened…I know shortly and for the rest of my stay – that ball gag will torment my jaw, stuck and strapped to me, it will unrelentingly stay there…I can do nothing about it, my mouth will ache and I will cry, but the ballgag will not care. The earplugs are then inserted and blinder pads are strapped over my eyes, followed by the full head lycra hood that removes any humanity that remains from my features. He makes my hands into fists and wraps them tightly, lovingly with electrical tapes so that my fingers are rendered useless. BDSM has always been an integral part of my sexuality…and having the buttplug and catheter inserted, then the 5 straps surround me, felt like Master’s arms around me during a passionate session of love making. The straps cinched tightly around my now lycra-encased body. Already immobile, I let my mind melt into that of an inatimate object…into nothingness. He feeds my catheter and anal tube through the bottom-side of the box connecting them to the sealed buckets that sit next to me. He lowers me down into the box, I feel the soft yet stiff padding constrict me further – and the straps are given another tug for good measure. Around my feet, ankles, just above my knees, around my wrists and torso, around my elbows under my breasts, then just below my shoulders – the straps are my second skin, confining me.

I cannot hear it, but I feel the ever so slight vibrations of the lid of my confining box closing on top of me. I feel the tube through my gag being pulled a bit as it is fed through the lid. Again, I cannot so much hear as feel as the 8 stainless steel clamps snap shut, sealing the box tightly. I feel myself sliding then, I know I my box is being slid under the bottom shelf of the garage shelving, and some more scratching and movement – as I know the gym equipment is stacked in front of my box. Then…nothing.

Nothing, for so long…absolutely nothing. The only control I have over my situation, or myself is the ability to slightly wiggle my toes. The pads over my eyes become wet then, with my tears…I cry uncontrolably, and yet a feeling of relief washes over me. All my duties, my responsibilities melt away. I am what I always wanted to be…mindless, inatimate…an object…owned. A feeling of fulfillment, as if I achieved some great thing is burning in my chest…like I am exactly where I am supposed to be. I know Master is probably now on the way to the airport to pickup his friends, I imagine what it must be like to be out in the world…free, and able to do and go wherever he pleases – and it makes me happy.

I love this BDSM oriented community, I love my site – so much…and yet it and my life as lead-slave of the house is a direct contradiction to what I always wanted to be. I got a small taste of the past week and a half of who I aimed to be, and who I now am. That was the most challenging part. The duality and conflict inside me. I began to worry about Slaveduties.com – about people who messaged me, any problems that might occur. Yet there was nothing I could do about it. I have become much more than I aimed to be, and in my time in storage, I realized that I love who I’ve been made to be…that being a mindless slave, once again proved to be a fantasy that I am glad was never achieved.

And from a purely physical perspective…one of the hardest things was having no sexual stimulation for all that time. I had begged Master to put in a vibrating dildo to fill my pussy, but he denied me. Over the course of the week my arousal level reached levels I never knew before. My thoughts and mind became purely focused on sex, to release the hunger my pussy felt to be filled. My horrors were not over…

female chastityUpon my release, the house slave (whom was put up in a hotel for this whole time by the way) – was ordered by Master to attach my new torture. As you can see in the picture to the left. A chastity device. By far one of the worse things I could ever possibly imagine. I have almost always been allowed to satiate my sexual needs whenever I desire. Master never had a problem because no matter how many orgasms I have in a day, I always remain submissive…but he decided it was time to try having that one extra bit more control over me. I sit here now, on the floor writing on the laptop, for the first time – unable to masturbate. The only thing on my body is the steel, keeping my pussy empty, my clit unreachable. He has stated that I will remain in the device for one week, and the only holes to be filled are my ass and my mouth…knowing full well that I really only derive pleasure from anal sex, if combined with clitoral stimulation.

And so we delve deeper still into my life of torments, I feel the wetness of my pussy – it’s juices escape the tormet of the device, leaking around it…and I must wait, and be patient until such time as Master deems me fit to have an orgasm.

So for those that were wondering (and lovingly sent me messages) over the past week and half or so…there it is! I’d be very happy to answer any questions you all have – please post them in the comments. I am ecstatic to be back, and loving life as much as ever before :)

31 Comments

  1. DarkTruth September 13, 2010, 8:06 pm

    wow…nice. :D

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  2. Hentai September 13, 2010, 10:08 pm

    There is something sexy about that i understanding the idea of thinking but thinking for almost two weeks christ thats mental torture sounds interesting to try with someone hehe

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    • Slaveduties September 16, 2010, 10:51 am

      Mental torture indeed, the physical part is frustrating as well because you have so much pent up energy in your limbs and want to move desperately, but really the toughest part is mentally

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  3. emily September 13, 2010, 10:39 pm

    i certainly did miss hearing about your life last week. i am glad that you are out of your storage box.

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  4. Taylor September 13, 2010, 11:14 pm

    I’m glad to hear that you had such an enlightening experience! Chastity belts and orgasm control are big turn-ons of mine, and I’m wondering how it feels to know you can’t get off without him turning his key. Does that make you feel closer to Randy, Goddess Starla’s sissy husband? Maybe let you know a little deeper how he feels to have it on for weeks or months at a time?

    Happy chastity!

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    • Slaveduties September 16, 2010, 10:53 am

      ABSOLUTELY…I now have a far better understanding of what randy goes through in his life. I too technically am a cuckold as well, although I don’t know if it applies to a female submissive being cucked…is there a different word? anyone know? Either way, Master had a woman over the other night and they fooled around…was made VERY much more frustrating by the fact that I am hornier than I ever have been in my life, and no way to relieve it.

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      • emily September 17, 2010, 2:30 am

        there is indeed a term for a female cuckold. cuckquean is an obsolete word from around the 1500′s that means just that. i am unsure of the exact pronunciation, and there appears to be more than one spelling. this is the spelling that seams to be the most commonly used…

        there is also a spanish word, cornuda, which means female cuckold, and is apparently slang.

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  5. His~princess September 13, 2010, 11:46 pm

    That is absolutely, amazing. To be a part of your site and read first hand encounters of your life, feels so comforting and almost as if through your experiences and accounts of them that the life i have finally embraced and what is to come is going to be wonderous. thank you so much for your site! May i also state that it is so very impressive how well you write, and express yourself through your words..its so very vivid and imaginable yet composed and written, ecspecially with the state you are in!! good luck! and welcome back!!

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    • Slaveduties September 16, 2010, 10:54 am

      Thank you so much for your wonderful comments :) They put a huge smile on my face!!! thank you!

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  6. NB September 14, 2010, 12:30 am

    Wow. That sounds intense and amazing. Glad you had such a great experience and glad to have you back sharing your life with us and this community you have given us.

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  7. man September 14, 2010, 8:01 pm

    is that actually a picture of you?

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  8. woman September 15, 2010, 5:21 pm

    Hey =) I know this sounds weird but did you ever wonder what would happen if something bad happened to you while you’re in storage? I mean, no-one would notice, right?
    I find it really interesting though being just with your thoughts all this time – and not going crazy from it ;)

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    • Slaveduties September 16, 2010, 10:56 am

      Maybe I did go a little craazy…lol

      that being said, yes it is dangerous. However, Master took precautions of course…as always :) He checked on my multiple times per day to feed me, and would knock a pattern on the box, and I would hum back a tune which basically meant that I am ok. I should’ve elaborated that in my post!

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      • woman September 20, 2010, 3:39 pm

        interesting system =) Were you allowed to move around when you got out? I guess you couldn’t wait to stretch your limbs ;)
        P.S.: I do really love your site, btw :D

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  9. Aulinea September 15, 2010, 6:45 pm

    Isn’t that very dangerous? What if something happened to your Master while you were stored away and hidden? I guess he must have informed someone about the storing, just in case.

    Your blog rules, btw.

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    • Slaveduties September 16, 2010, 11:01 am

      It can absolutely be dangerous…like I said in my last reply to “woman”s comment…I should’ve elaborated on the safety measures in my post, I apologize for that.

      I was checked on multiple times per day by Master, and would have to hum a specified tune to ensure that I was ok. Also 4 friends of Master were notified about the storage period, and they were instructed that if they were not contacted for a period of 24 hours that they would come over, so the longest I would ever go un-checked if something did happen to Master was 24 hours.

      Of course there is no way to completely remove all elements of risk…fire, flood…etc – but ultimately, the reward far outweighs the risk in those cases, as fire detectors are all active around the house and tested constantly etc. So the risks are definitely mitigated.

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  10. Melissa September 17, 2010, 2:09 pm

    I am glad that you are okay. I am horrifically claustrophobic, I have problems in elevators if I think about it too much, so reading about your experience in storage absolutely terrifies me. I got squeamish reading about it. that being said, WOW, you have a level of trust with your Master that I cannot even begin to imagine. I don’t practice the lifestyle but love the honesty of your blog! I am glad your back!

    Question though, why did the house slave go to a hotel and not in storage, too? And what is the difference between you two in the house? Does she have different responsiblitlies? limits?, etc…

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  11. Vicky September 19, 2010, 5:40 am

    Hello,

    I just came across your blog and so far I love it! Being a 24/7 sub is my ultimate fantasy and dream, and whilst it may never come true, almost all of my fantasies whilst masturbation is towards this.

    Anyhow, I’m still pretty new to the practical side, as in, I’ve never actually been involved in play. I’ve seen a lot of BDSM porn, constantly masturbate over it, and constantly talk to this one guy who’s very much interested in being my Dom, and who over the past couple of years I’m finally about to succumb to.

    So, my point is, (and I’m sorry if this has been asked 20,000 times) do you know of any really good support sites for people just starting out? He’ll guide me a lot, I’m sure, but to begin with I want to know that everything’s a normal-weird and I’m not being naive and letting him get the best of me.

    Thanks,

    Vicky.

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    • Alpha91 October 15, 2010, 12:59 am

      Wow this is a truly amazing story, how did your muscles feel after being boxxed for nearly 12 days? I can only hope that one day I will have a slave as devout and incredible as you. Fantastic site and inspiring writing keep up the good work

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  12. Rayne September 23, 2010, 2:43 pm

    Oh my. I’m really not sure how I would handle being stuffed in a box in a garage for a week. And yet I’m very drawn to the idea. I wonder what M will think of it. I’ll have to link him.

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  13. [...] read this post over on SlaveDuties.com about how she spent her week, and I had to force myself to read the whole thing.  Because the idea of being stuffed in a box [...]

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  14. Ayla September 29, 2010, 8:49 pm

    I think the amazing thing about your blog is that you actually DO things that most people hardly dare to even admit to themselves they want to fantasize about. And when you describe your experiences, you do it in such a way that brings the reader right into the box with you, sharing your torment and joys for those few moments as we read your words. I have been a reader of your blog for a long time now and finally met a wonderful Dom last year and I am having the absolute time of my life! A lot of the things we have done are inspired by you -if not the magnitude of the events, definitely their spirit! You are inspired so many people with your words. I just wanted to take the time to thank you so much for all the effort you put into this blog and the incredible honesty and humility with which you answer each and every person’s questions. I think you are amazing! :)

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  15. Sa-Sa October 10, 2010, 3:14 pm

    Hey! I’ve been reading your blog on and off since a few weeks after your first branding. You’ve informed me quite a bit about BDSM and enhanced my relationships quite a bit. Even though I could never handle it as a lifestyle, you’ve given me insight into how it is and the level of trust required for such. Did you ever give a name for your readers to call you by, or are you still under what your Master calls you?

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  16. lh7212 December 3, 2010, 4:28 pm

    ???SM

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  17. Vicurious April 25, 2011, 10:41 pm

    I read this story and I can’t begin to describe how it has haunted me recently. Your dom is a very lucky man to have a sub as dedicated as you – even if this whole boxing thing might have been your idea to begin with. :-)

    One piece of the puzzle doesn’t add up for me though. From all I know, going without being moved or moving for so long should have put you in risk of bed sores. Patients that are lying stillin hospital beds etc for long periods of time are to be moved every few hours to prevent bed sores.

    Yet you managed 12 days without moving, not much worse for wear?

    I’m sure that you or your dom must have researched this if at one point he was seriously clnsidering boxing you up and storing you permanently. So what’s your secret?

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