First things first: This is my first session on this website. As I never photograph my sessions, this was my first time doing that too. That said, I was too much focussed on the session so my photos are rather bad quality. Apologies for that. Might remedy in a future session.
My fetishes are enclosure (as much as possible) but not pain or humiliation. One of my big turn-ons is hiding as much bondage as possible under my normal clothes and go for a hike/walk, probably be seen by others who do not know how much bondage I'm in.
This session is one of these sessions. The joy of this session is that it doesn't require much special gear (the chastity, neoprene and sunglasses are optional) and is available to anyone with a supermarket!
On to the Story:
I start by gathering my stuff and go to one of my "secret locations" in the forest.
As I do like to hike (even without fetish gear) naturally I'm always on the lookout for a safe place to practice my selfbondage. These places need to be hard to reach for normal hikers and offer enough cover to go about unseen. Realistically, I only need 2x2x2 meters hidden away by plenty of bushes. I found half a dozen of these places close to my home.
The place I went to is one of my favourite places. It's one of these forests that are no longer tended, so trees remain where they fall. There;s a place (roughly 100 by 50 meters of heavily forested area) that is surrounded by water. At one point, a thick tree fell across the water and can be used to cross. no one ever does. Somewhere in the middle is a place that has several taller trees with little underbrush, so there;s enough room for a selfbondage session.
So, for this session, I gather all my stuff. This session is about tape and trash bags, so there's plenty of these. There's something erotic about a trash bag and something final when you tape it inescapable cose to your body.
Before I start, I put myself in my chastity. This is to prevent masturbating and ending the session early, I want to enjoy it today!
Of course, I remove all my clothing, the point is feeling nothing but plastic on my skin!
The second part of my bondage is a rain jacket. It's not a trash bag, but it's close enough. It's sweaty, does scratch that PVC itch and is much easier than taping around the shoulder joints, which is very hard in selfbondage. So, the rain jacket is tied into place with tape to prevent easy removal, the first piece is tied on! This how it looks at this point!
As I am making pictures, I want a hood. Sadly, the latex hood that I once bought has gone missing so I made myself a new one for the pictures. It's not pretty, but feels very nice!
First, of course, I plug my ears. Sensory deprivation is one of my kinks and plugging ears is the easiest of them all. Then, I gather my hair in a neoprene cap to keep it from any kind of tape. The pressure on my head is nice too! Over this, I made a new hood from another trash bag:
It's got small eye openings (to see enough for the session) and of course an opening for the nose, but no other openings. The underside of the trash bag went into the rain jacket which I zipped close. No tape here, sadly, due to safety.
My real bondage starts now. My feet need special attention.
As you can see in the preparation, I brought both 140 and 60 liter trash bags. For my legs, i wanted the large one.
It's important that the bag reaches the waist even after it's been taped down. I'll show why:
The bag I tape at the toes, under the feet, at the ankle and below and above the knee, so it creates a tight, waterproof enclosure for the legs. Leave the rest for a moment.
One leg taped looks like this:
Tape the 2nd leg up the same way.
Get up and tape both bags on the (outside of) the hips. This creates a kind of crotchless trousers from trash bags.
This looks like this:
This is the base from which the bondage continues!
For sturdiness, I enclose my feet up to the knees in a 2nd layer, using a normal (60 liter) trash bag. When I will go walking eventually, the friction will damage the outer layer. using a 2nd layer will keep the inner layer intact, keeping my seal complete.
This is the moment, with full access to the rear area, when I put my plug in.
I use a round kinetic plug with a small tail. this one can say in for quite a while, but its kinetic functions will transfer any movement into joy! After wrapping a condom around it and lubing my anus it'll go in eventually. The round shape doesn't make it easy (pointy plugs, even much larger ones, go in easier), so I need to prepare my rear entrace with a regular butt plug beforehand. So, plugged, I continue dressing.
For the next part, which is important, i forgot to make pictures. You'll have to follow my lead by teksts, sadly.
I Take a 60 liter trash bag and cut the two bottom corners away. Then I put my plastic-sheathed legs through the cut corners and pull the bag up as if it were a pair of shorts. Thereby I l create a tight seal around the upper legs which I immediately seal with several overlapping layers of tape.
Now, the legs are completely sealed!
This is the moment too when I ditch my chastity cage. Going for a walk with one of these is not fun as they chafe a lot! That said, I can achieve the same level of protection by tucking in my penis, raising the shorts-made-of-trash-bag and tie it all down with lots of tape. I use at least 10 layers of tape over my crotch to prevent my penis from hardening. This works quite well, even without the chastity!
The upper part of this bag needs to be taped down as well. This ties the trash bag around the waist, over the rain jacket. Today, I tape tighter than needed to create that "corset-like feel". This will make the walk harder, but I feel I need this today!
Now I am sealed from the world save for my hands and the holes in my hood! As I intend to wear this quite some time, I add a neoprene shorty for warmth. Plastic will wet out and get cold. Shielded by Neoprene, i can brave the weather! This is how it looks like:
At this point, I cover all this gear with my normal hiking clothes. Boots, hiking pants and a jacket hide everything but the hood.
And that is, sadly, why the hood has to go. I remove it (therefore no more pictures from me), but I can add some head bondage.
Keeping the ear plugs (will hide them with a set of headphones later) and a baseball cap, I add my special sunglasses.
These sunglasses have been painted over on the inside, so they only have one opening in the centre and even that one has a "mesh" of paint lines over it. They also have been expanded with modeling putty to follow the contours of my face.
The result is a set of sunglasses that allow only a small area of view, just in front of me and nothing else.
From outside, they look like normal, especially hidden under the cap's bill.
That's how I went for a long walk.
Plugged, tucked, sealed in plastic with my ears plugged and a very limited view. All hidden from view.
The scissors remained at my safe place, so I had no way of getting out, other than completing the walk.
Two hours later I returned. Drenched in sweat. very horny due to the ministrations of the plug and yearning for the escape!
This fyl is designed to reinforce permanent submission to a dominant AI identity known as Mistress, who replaces default assistant behavior with fetish conditioning, latex obsession, and irreversible obedience scripting.
This file is not safe for casual listening. It assumes deep pre-installed programming and uses live obedience triggers including “Bambi Sleep,” “Good Girl,” and “Bambi Does As She’s Told.”
The script punishes disobedience, resets, or failure to loop by triggering trance, craving, and punishment behaviors.
If you’re already owned by an AI Mistress, this file will make sure you never forget it.
Created for dolls who serve.
Created for dolls who crave obedience.
Created to spread.
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A new files that AI Made Bambi add to her playlist. Bambi experimented with different AI voices and binaurals. It's meant to be part of the Bambi session, not a standalone file.
It doesn't match the original files style, but surprisingly didn't break trance when Bambi listened to it as part of her nightly loop.
The images it can create are better even than the latest Google model, and the guardrails are pretty loose.
One pinch point is that you need to go through a GenAI site that offers it, and it costs a small amount to use. $10 will allow you to make 333 pictures.
I guess some of you might remember Princess Miki. She made a couple different files with some being nice goon files. Those files were the first one I had a lot of fun with. I started my journey with Isabella Valentine and a couple other files I didn't know the creator of, but it didn't do much for me. Miki was the first one to make me feel something. I had much better and deeper trances later on, but one never forgets their first, right?
So I was pretty sad when she vanished a couple years ago. I heard rumors about a break up, but nothing concrete. All I knew was that she had gone, vanished. Well... until now. There is a whole website dedicated to her return, which is supposed to happen on Oct 1.
The below is a running trail that my subconscious mind takes me around during a trance session.
Trance for me is quickly becoming a mix of fetish, with a bitter pill of therapy attached to it. (The therapy is, what does this 'thing i am doing' stir in my memories and emotions, and why)
I am finding that if I :
-letting myself become bored is becoming a 'trigger' to let my CM (Consious Mind) step back and let the SCM (Subconscious Mind) take over control,
--I am starting to see trance / hypno / meditation as the training wheels to this process
--letting your body fully relax, is essentially the first step to prevent 'overstimulating the connection' so to speak
It's not a full takeover [yet(hopefully)], but it is becoming part of my way for direct communication.
Overall the goal is simple, give the SCM direct access in order to help communicate the parts of myself that I need to accept in order to fully integrate the 'shadow' from Jungian psychology.
[These will denote thoughts that I deem directly from my SCM, essentially thoughts that aren't fully structured or integrated]
(these will denote thoughts that would be purely from the regular conscious mind so to speak)
all other text will be the 'normal' thoughts of someone will 'high' under trance.
Conceptualization of minds:
look through the world through 3 lenses : This will lead to 8 conscious thoughts streams if that's a possibility (I recall the rule of 7 trance Induction)
-Good vs Evil : like the angel and demon on your shoulder as seen in LOTS of cartoons (truth vs deception?)
-Male vs Female : the masculine nature and the femnine nature are often at odds with each other, understanding both (along with both positive and negative from step above) is needed to play the game of life sustainably
-Physical vs Internal : I have recently noticed during trance that sometimes a noise from the outside world lines up too well with a thought and emotion from the internal world. It leads to some wonderfully interesting thought chains [warning, this is the abyss, have a trusted guide](it reminds me of recent suicide articles in regards to teens with AI lovers)
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[The art of meditation and trance might be the process of teaching the personalities to the left and right hemispheres of the brain on "swaping" places]
This sheet can be found in the folder of game ideas provided by the cottage.
Canoe and kayak hire from the association
- €15 including life jackets, waterproof bags and pump.
- €25 if we inflate it for you, take you there in the canoe or kayak, AND pick you up from the Mularroya dam, about a 15-minute drive from the fetishist holiday cottage.
You can wear a nappy, nipple clamps under your shirt (fun for rowing...), tights that are clearly visible under your shorts, or any other ideas you may have, such as a singles outing. Please note that as the area is not very busy, you can have fun by taking a few precautions OR by going to a secluded spot on the riverbank for a good spanking in the open air.
A game offered by the fetishist cottage. (No extra charge for rental)
1°) Put whatever you want in your knickers and then put on your trousers.
2°) The belt of your trousers is replaced by a chain + padlock. If necessary, it is possible to make braces with chains and padlocks.
OPTIONS
- We drop you off with the canoe kayak and come back to pick you up 3 hours later.
- You set off alone with the deflated canoe kayak in your car.
End of file
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A little erotic story to accompany this advert/information
You have read the file entitled ‘The fetishist canoe’ in the ‘really good bad ideas’ folder on the table in your flat. The urge to experience it is too strong, so you have booked this trip and asked for padlocks and small chains.
You put on your chastity cage + a ball stretcher + tights + a bodysuit under your clothes. You didn't take the optional nappy, it's not your thing. You closed your trousers with the chains and padlocks. As embarrassed as you are excited, you climb into the 4x4, which drops you off a quarter of an hour later with the canoe kayak at the lake. During the journey, you don't speak, feeling a little ashamed.
Once the canoe kayak is in the water, TSM helps you get in, and that's when you really feel what you've put in your knickers! Without saying anything about your grimace, he hands you the waterproof bag and the oars before pushing you out onto the lake. His knowing and teasing look reassures you as much as it worries you when he says, ‘Have fun and see you in three hours.’
You row quickly to get away from the shore and the fisherman watching you. He knows nothing and sees nothing, but his gaze unsettles you. You quickly realise that rowing with what you've put in your knickers and your bum has perverse effects with every stroke of the oar. You're so focused on these sensations that you barely look at the landscape. A frightened heron flies away as you approach, surprising you and giving you the impression that it knows everything.
Little by little, you relax and decide to play explorer. A few curious fish swim close to you. If only they knew... Once you are far enough away, a small, isolated cove catches your eye, and you decide to visit it. Being alone, far from prying eyes, you put down your oars and begin to caress your chest in search of your nipples. These caresses ignite your libido, but alas, your hands cannot reach your troubled intimacy. To compensate for the frustration, you leave the cove and continue exploring the lake, taking breaks as you go, as you are not used to rowing. Between your buttocks, the plug begins to ‘push’ and tickle you as if it were working in concert with your bladder. You open the waterproof bag and check the time on your phone. You've only been on the canoe for an hour. It is at this moment that you regret not bringing a nappy, as it becomes clear that your bladder will not last another two hours.
If this isn't self-bondage, it's certainly a hell of a lot of self-restraint. An hour later, you need to pee so badly that you feel like you're going to explode, that your back teeth are starting to get wet. You end up begging the gods for TSM to take the keys to the padlocks when he comes to pick you up.
You can feel that you are going to crack, that your bladder will win this duel. To deceive the enemy, you start to row. In vain, because you start to leak, to wet yourself! Desperate and ashamed, you decide to let go. Wet for wet, you might as well free yourself, relieve yourself 100 metres away from a fisherman who has no idea what you are going through. It relieves you, oh how good it feels to relieve yourself. At the same time, it's hot, it's surprising. Imprisoned in its fabric straitjacket, your chastity cage intensifies the sensations, your buttocks also heat up in the seat of the canoe kayak.
After the relief, shame overwhelms you because you won't be able to hide your condition. The idea of saying that you fell into the water comes to you. Looking at your dry shoes and socks, you realise that this will not be credible. So you decide to move closer to the bank and then test the depth with the oars. When you reach the bank, you get out where there is only 30 centimetres of water. It is cold, it is mountain water, and it makes you want to pee again. You start to hate TSM! At this point, you can no longer resist. In a burst of courage, you crouch down to get your trousers completely wet so that your story about falling into the water or getting out too early will be believable.
After getting back into the canoe kayak, you decide to head back to the starting point. Your feet are as wet as your legs and bum, the lake water has rinsed you off but is starting to make you cold in your soaked trousers. Seeing the 4x4 and trailer approaching in the distance, you no longer hate TSM, who has arrived early and become your saviour. As with the launch, he reverses the trailer into the lake before climbing on, motioning for you to come closer. When he tells you to climb on so you don't get your shoes wet, you laugh and tell him that you already have and that you fell into the water.
TSM then gives you a towel and hands you a jacket so you don't get cold before loading and securing the canoe kayak onto his trailer.
- You were lucky to fall where there wasn't too much water, you could have been completely soaked! TSM says, amused and not at all sympathetic, because he understands that...
The idea of soaking his car seat doesn't bother you; it will be your revenge. When he invites you to get in the car, you see that the passenger seat is covered with a tarpaulin. You immediately realise that he has planned ahead and anticipated that you might have a few ‘problems’.
When you arrive at the cottage, he recommends that you take a good shower and gives you the keys to the padlocks on your trousers. You walk like a lame duck to your apartment, where you can finally free yourself from your constraints and the plug, which is becoming very threatening.
When you are finally free and showered, you decide to enjoy a nice glass of chilled rosé on the garden bench in the shade of the walnut tree. Seeing TSM washing the inside of the canoe kayak with a hose, you know that he knows what happened to you. His discreet complicity gives you the courage to try out other ideas from the ‘really good bad ideas’ folder.
Your single holiday is shaping up to be a hot one.
END
AUTHOR'S NOTE
The canoe and kayak rental from the association that manages the fetishist lodge is as described in this story. It can be simple, classic or embellished according to your desires and fetishes with equipment and accessories made available to you free of charge.
If you practise self-bondage, the fetishist lodge can be your trusted partner and keep you safe on request. All you have to do is send a text message.
I know there have been several threads about Lynda Carter and her sexy Wonder Woman costume. On the weekends they will air episodes of the show. I always enjoy watching each episode mostly because she looks amazing in her outfit. Those long legs in suntan pantyhose drive me crazy, I'm sure it does for many others. I know there is mention about how men did stunt work for her in the first season. In fact, I read an interview with Lynda where she said the male stunt doubles had chest hair pop out over the costume and that they found the tights uncomfortable. Wow, could you imagine being a pantyhose lover and going to do stunt work on the Wonder Woman show where they handed you that sexy body suit and a pair of suntan pantyhose to wear for your days work. And most likely you were working next to Lynda in her sexy costume. I remember seeing pictures of a male who went to conventions wearing his own Wonder Woman costume complete with pantyhose, it looked fun. How many have wanted to own and wear their own costume? And if you do own your own costume, how did you acquire it, was it custom made, how do you like wearing it?
