This is one of those extreme fantasies that resonates with me deeply and on many different levels. There’s 3 aspects in here that I really enjoy. I’m sorry, but due to the third one this got long. I hope it’s erotica to someone at least?
So how would it work in my fantasy? Warning, this is a long one!
She, my wife, would just decide on her own that 1) she wants some days alone, and 2) I am to get a vacation as a proper slave, and 3) I am to learn the extent of her power and ownership over me, and to learn what it means to be her slave (and to be trained as such). Really a win-win, right?
Maybe we have shared vacation days. Maybe it’s just a weekend I don’t need or maybe, just maybe, I have lone vacation days and it just makes sense that I am not to be enjoying something she can’t.
In practice the fantasy is that she puts me in an obscene amount of metal and chains. She secures me as properly, securely and restrictive as my body allows long-term to a stationary location… Making completely sure, with redundancy, that I cannot escape with all my might no matter what and that I know this, while I’m just fine anatomically. Then she stuffs my mouth with a large sponge or something so sound is minimized with minimal risk, tapes it shut (making sure I can’t reach it) and gives me my verdict for the first time.
Then she leaves me alone. She let’s me whimper, trash and cry but without release. She may comfort me, tell me that she loves me, caress me, etc. if I’m having a hard time but… she makes it clear that it’s for my own good, that I just have to trust her and accept my fate and that there’s no chance of release early (from the steel or the silencer). She encourages me to fight my bonds and cry to prove my situation to myself.
I’m diapered. Twice a day I’m fed/watered with a salted, diluted porridge. I’m not to speak a single word during drinking, lest I be force fed large quantities of oral laxatives for the rest of the duration. It’s a hurried process and the gag is quickly exchanged for a new one. I sleep and wake where I am.
I’m alone and her captive, but she lives as she pleases. She might go out with friends, quickly showing me her attire and body I’m to be denied but others be granted. She might tease me before she goes to bed. She might even have friends over while I’m stuck in secret, being given strict instructions that the slightest sound will result in an extreme punishment. Friends are of course told that I am on vacation and I am to continue that lie forever. Or is it a lie? I am on vacation. Slave vacation in bondage.
Oh, and I like that she shows love (I am twisted, aren’t I?) as well as promises not to tell the guy. This actually provides realism to the scenario (did I say I were twisted?).
Thanks for this caption and all the fantasies it sprung in my slave mind! They may seem extreme, but I think it’s completely doable and that I can handle it. At least I would like to, since it’s all super cool stuff. For someone like me.
I’ve talked before with you about slave vacations Mistress, even if just for a day. At least now it should be clear I’m serious in my fantasies!
- Having loss of autonomy extended while helpless and silenced. In the caption it’s a week, which is extreme and probably impossible. But, even if “just a few hours” it is extremely hot. Why? Both because of the increased suffering duration but also, mainly, because she takes the decision and informs me of it while I’m helpless.And she knows this. She knows full well what she is doing. That I can’t protest verbally or physically. That she has taken a decision and forced it upon me without any consideration or consultation with me first. This is what is so fucking hot. The entitlement and trust in her own power over me. The nonchalance of my suffering and normalcy of my slavery. Get it? Hot. Hot hot hot.
- Being told that she’s decided to fuck another while I’m without autonomy, and deny me her body, while teasing me with what I’m not allowed. I’ve written about this before [1][2][3]. It isn’t really cuckold humiliation (especially since he doesn’t know), but there’s something here. Something extremely sexy. Akin to the last one, she takes a decision while I’m completely unable to protest and just trusts her power to do what she wants. And she wants to fuck and not let me fuck her. She wants someone to enjoy her body, penetrate her pussy, but not let me have the same privilege and she makes sure I can’t interfere or manipulate her. It’s so sexy!
- Enforced, continuous vacation in bondage. This is the main one and I’ve often thought about this. It’s a very enchanting thought! Sure in reality it would be much more difficult than in a sex fantasy and I would be whimpering pathetically after 6 hours, but that’s also the appeal. To not have a choice but to endure a couple of days continuously.
So how would it work in my fantasy? Warning, this is a long one!
She, my wife, would just decide on her own that 1) she wants some days alone, and 2) I am to get a vacation as a proper slave, and 3) I am to learn the extent of her power and ownership over me, and to learn what it means to be her slave (and to be trained as such). Really a win-win, right?
Maybe we have shared vacation days. Maybe it’s just a weekend I don’t need or maybe, just maybe, I have lone vacation days and it just makes sense that I am not to be enjoying something she can’t.
In practice the fantasy is that she puts me in an obscene amount of metal and chains. She secures me as properly, securely and restrictive as my body allows long-term to a stationary location… Making completely sure, with redundancy, that I cannot escape with all my might no matter what and that I know this, while I’m just fine anatomically. Then she stuffs my mouth with a large sponge or something so sound is minimized with minimal risk, tapes it shut (making sure I can’t reach it) and gives me my verdict for the first time.
Then she leaves me alone. She let’s me whimper, trash and cry but without release. She may comfort me, tell me that she loves me, caress me, etc. if I’m having a hard time but… she makes it clear that it’s for my own good, that I just have to trust her and accept my fate and that there’s no chance of release early (from the steel or the silencer). She encourages me to fight my bonds and cry to prove my situation to myself.
I’m diapered. Twice a day I’m fed/watered with a salted, diluted porridge. I’m not to speak a single word during drinking, lest I be force fed large quantities of oral laxatives for the rest of the duration. It’s a hurried process and the gag is quickly exchanged for a new one. I sleep and wake where I am.
I’m alone and her captive, but she lives as she pleases. She might go out with friends, quickly showing me her attire and body I’m to be denied but others be granted. She might tease me before she goes to bed. She might even have friends over while I’m stuck in secret, being given strict instructions that the slightest sound will result in an extreme punishment. Friends are of course told that I am on vacation and I am to continue that lie forever. Or is it a lie? I am on vacation. Slave vacation in bondage.
Oh, and I like that she shows love (I am twisted, aren’t I?) as well as promises not to tell the guy. This actually provides realism to the scenario (did I say I were twisted?).
Thanks for this caption and all the fantasies it sprung in my slave mind! They may seem extreme, but I think it’s completely doable and that I can handle it. At least I would like to, since it’s all super cool stuff. For someone like me.
I’ve talked before with you about slave vacations Mistress, even if just for a day. At least now it should be clear I’m serious in my fantasies!
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