Sam knew for a very long time that he wanted to be kidnapped and forced to become totally helpless. The kind of helplessness that could only come from being bound and gagged, without being able to hear and sometimes see. He knew that part of the excitement was to see what she was doing while she mercilessly tortured him over and over again. There was much more to being that helpless. Like not having control over his own bodily functions and even his own thoughts. Her controlling when he breathed and how much and for how long. Not even being able to go to the bathroom or drink or eat when he so desired or needed to. He knew none of this could or would come true on it's own.
Sam decided to search for who would possibly do this and carry it out so that he would be rendered helpless for a few days or more. His search brought him finally to the Empress M. They talked of such a thing for a couple of weeks and then plans were made. She told him it would be good if he could get free from his regular routine for a few weeks. Plans were made and he told everyone that he was going to Maine to visit some friends for the next three weeks. He had done this of his own accord because he did not want anyone to know that he was going to CT. Maybe somewhere in his mind he thought that maybe he wanted more than just a few days of fantasy.
The Empress had asked Sam about his computer. She wanted to know what he was running and he told her that a friend had built it for him. He wanted this so bad that he would do anything for it to happen. So when the Empress asked him to bring his tower because she was curious about how his friend had built this computer from scratch he gladly said that he would and thought nothing of it.
He arrived at her place and they talked awhile and she had told him that they could spend some session time together but they could not do the kidnapping fantasy this time because something had come up and she had to leave the next day. He had hoped that it would happen today but she assured him that it would happen before those three weeks were up.
They then started their session. She ordered him to take off all his clothes and kneel on the floor and face the corner with his head down. Several minutes had passed and she came back and told him to continue to sit still and do not move an inch. She then put a harness over his head and fastened it behind his head. The bright red ball that was attached to the front of it pushed toward his closed mouth with each second that she fastened all the buckles tight. Two around the back of his head two from the top and one on either side coming down near his ears. "Open your mouth slave",she said. Then she pushed the ballgag into his mouth. He had thought it was tight enough already and she began to fasten each one tighter. When she was done she pulled the chin strap down under the chin and pulled it as tight as it would go. "Hands in the front now and stand". He complied quickly. She then put hand cuffs on each wrist but there were two pair and they were not cuffed together. Then she put a collar on his neck and locked it and then with the leash which was attached to the oollar she led him to a table.
This was no ordinary table. It was an examination table but it had hooks and such attached to the head and foot and sides of it. Above it were other hooks and gadgets. She told him to lay on his back. She then fastened each cuff to either side of the head of the table. Then came the ankles but they were not fastened so tight as the hands were. Then she tooks some duct tape and put some over the ball that she had so tightly gagged him with. Then she duct taped his fingers together as if he could have escaped from the cuffs anyway. It was very obvious to him that he was pretty helpess already.
In his complete silence he thought to himself that maybe he had wanted too much from this kidnapping fantasy he had always dreamed about. This seemed pretty helpless now. Good thing this is not it today and after this I wil explain to the Empress I had gone a bit overboard with all I had told you I wished for.
Then she went up to his head and informed him that he would have to be catherized anyway since he was not going anywhere for hours, she wanted no accidents. He had never had this done before and watched as best as he could while she inserted it into his penis. After she was all done she laughed a little and then told him that his balls looked as though they too needed some attention. She took some very thin rope and tied it around his balls and then pulled it up through the middle to separate them. He knew it was time for some serious CBT. She smacked his balls lightly with her cane then she began to hit them harder. He moaned and tried to speak but the ball gag harness and the duct tape made sure there was not much sound out of him. He struggled a little bit as she dug her nails into his penis and then smacking his balls again with her cane. Maybe you should not see what I am going to do next or hear when I am striking my cane or whip in the air as it does make sounds, she told him.
She came up to his head and put earplugs in each ear and then began to blindfold him with a latex hood. The hood was big enough to fit over the harness but there were zippers and straps to ensure it would be tight. She lifted his head up and put the latex hood on him and she laced it up in the back and zipped it and put a lock on the bottom where the zipper met a small hook just big enough for s small padlock. As she did this he struggled for air as it came tight. At the moment there was no holes to get air from. She unzipped on side of the nostril hole just long enough for him to catch his breath then she zipped it back up and put her hand over where the zippers where and squeezed tightly cutting off all his air. She did this back and forth several times before she decided that when he struggled there was just too much movement. She opened both zippers for him to breath.
Then she lifted his lower body just long enough to insert a dildo into his anus. The dildo was fastened in place so it would not slide out. She then took some leather straps and strapped him tightly to the table.
This enough he thought how much more can I endure. Yes there are stupid questions even when you can only hear your own voice inside your head.
There was much more to endure and he was about to find out. Unknown to Sam she was barely getting started.
Then the Empress untied his balls and fastened a different restraints that were part of her tens unit. Now watching to see what little reaction he could have by moving his head or wiggling his toes there was none. So she turned it up and up until he had wished he had reacted earlier. She would now leave this on for as long as she could, however long that is. Then came what he hated the most and had only experienced once before. The nipple clamps. His head moved back and forth until she put a chain through the top of the hood and ran it to a hook and locked it in place.
Now there was only a few things that Sam could do and that he knew for sure would last awhile. That was to feel pain. The shock of the tens unti the tightness of the nipple clamps and the sting of her whip that was now gliding across his chest and legs and balls.
The other was that he could think about his predicament and that he could no breath. Well when you can't hear speak or see or move you don't know what will happen next. She zipped up the air holes and opened to other ones in each side of the hood. Then she took his ear plugs out and placed headphones on his head. As for a short time he could not breath but he could hear the Empresses voice loud and clear. The tape that was set to play over and over again was the Empress telling Sam over and over again the very thing that just might seal his long awaited fantasy into a very real reality for weeks or months or longer. Or maybe, well she would not do that he thought, forever.
The words started out very playful. They went something like this. Sam are you having a good time, yes I know you can't answer and even if and I said if I take your gag out any time today I do not expect a sound out of you at all. If you know what is good for you, you will do as you are told. Now isn't it funny that you will not even be able to hear anything but the sound of my voice for hours on end repeating the same thing over and over again. And I have several tapes that I can play. Maybe the same one for an entire week. When I let you off this table I have many places to put you. A closet, a deprivation box, a cage, a body bag and the list does go on and on just like the tapes I have made they go on and on also. I mean what is the sense of kidnapping you if I am not planning on training you the exact way I want you to be. Training,programing,brainwashing,well you can callit what you want to call it. But there are three things that I know that ensure that no one except for me knows where you are. I know that you did not tell anyone you were coming here, you told them you were going to Maine. Secondly you car is locked up in my garage and no one knows it is here. Thirdly I have your computer and there is no way of tracing any of your emails back to me without it. And in case I forgot to tell you it turns out I don't have to leave tomorrow and you are not leaving tomorrow either. Maybe next week if you are good. Laugh) I can' t wait to start your toilet training. Well I need to go and make sure your closet and body bag are ready for the night for you, I really don't want you to be on the table all night.
After I heard that tape what seemed like a hundred times she did come and get me off the table. Right now it is the same night and I am secured in a latex body bag bound and gagged in a closet somewhere. I am not sure when I will see daylight or how long I will be in here for. I can tell you that I am a bit frightened and also excited. I don't know how long I can be captive like this for but it does not seem to me I have much say or if any. Yes I am sure that I don't
In the midst of my toilet training and other things I have been granted one reward if and when I am good. The Empress let's me clean her boots with my tongue. When I am very good she let's me lick both of her boots and heels while she is wearing them. I am a long nail lover and fetishist I am wondering if she will ever grant me that reward.
To some who read this and do not understand we all have our kinks in life but it seems quite normal to me that all of this excites me so much.