Things I love about BDSM: Cages

I was inspired by a good friend here at the Slaveduties.com Community to write some things about my BDSM lifestyle that I love, things that make me happy…as I do tend to vocalize a lot of the difficulties, stresses, and generally things that I don’t necessarily like here on my blog. I guess that’s because it’s a great place to vent…put my thoughts down in order to organize them. But I was absolutely inspired by her message and I think it’s a great idea!

So, last night I was in my cage and I was trying to fall asleep but was having a pretty hard time of it. I opened my eyes, and looked around…now normally that would result in seeing just about absolute blackness, because my cage is in a side-closet and the door is usually closed, however for one reason or another that I cannot fathom, Master happened to leave the door to the closet open. The result was the ability to see out into a nice big room, dimly lit of course…but HUGE, in comparison to the tiny cramped confines that is my sleeping cage.

My cage is very small, it fits…me – and that’s about it. I’m fairly petite, and I am basically scrunched up in my cage. There is no extending my legs, no standing up, no stretching in just about any way, shape or form. It has fairly thin bars but thicker than your average dog cage, and 2 large Master padlocks on the front door.

I was looking around, and I thought…god I love this cage. I love my little home. I saw all of that vast expanse in that other room…the ability to stand up, feel free, be free, walk around…sit down, stretch out. And I honestly wanted no part of it at that moment! I loved my little confine. And the reason?…

Safety.

I feel safe in my little cage, in the closet. I feel packed away, stored, safe from the problems and the dangers of the outside world. I know that Master is in the other room in his nice big bed, looking out for me. I know that our multiple smoke and CO2 (I think that’s what they are) detectors will keep me safe. I know the daily check-ins with multiple other dominants will keep me safe. I know that the responsibility of my Master in keeping me healthy and safe, will keep me safe.

There is something inside me as a slave that loves confinement. It’s hard to put a finger on it, I never have been quite able to. As I write this I am in my normal position of my thighs and calves bound together, on the floor, my neck has about a 3 inch chain that connects from my collar to a bolt on the floor, and my laptop is in front of me. This is my work position in which I do stuff online. I am confined…and yet, I couldn’t and wouldn’t have it any other way. It’s the same with my cage…sometimes I do sleep in Master’s bed when he desires it, and as much as I love being with him, he knows that he must hogtie me in bed with him, otherwise I won’t get a wink of sleep.

Before Master I would use self-bondage on myself in order to try and sleep. I always had trouble sleeping, I’d take pills, I’d work out…I was always an insomniac. And I remember one of the best nights of sleep I ever got was the first night I spent in my cage in Master’s closet.

So…scrunched up in my cage last night I decided to write a post today inspired by my friend on the forums, Sadistic. Thank you for your wonderful input, feedback and idea – I truly had a great time thinking about and writing this post :D

And I also went around the net and found some of my favorite pictures of cages! So enjoy!

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