A Blind Date - Part 1

Author: eckie
Title: A Blind Date - Part 1
Date: 06 May 2005

It's Friday evening and the weekend starts - this time not just a weekend, but I had take off a weeks, so 9 long days without work ahead of me. I had not taken those days off just for fun, I had plans - or better, someone else had plans for me for that amount of time.

I wasn't sure what will expect me in those days; I had not received any information about it. I chatted with that guy for many weeks already and even though I have not met him before, I still got references to him from other people, making sure he can be trusted and I am not going to end up in a disaster when trusting myself to an unknown adventure with him. All I knew at this time was what to wear, where to go and what to do when arriving there.

I had received a description of the way to travel and a drawing of a map of the final location, marking the way and place to go to, additionally I was to find further instructions there. The orders were to wear only some old clothes which I would not need back again after that trip - a T-shirt, a pair of old trousers and a pair of old shoes, nothing else permitted. I studies the travel descriptions thoroughly and attempted to find more about the location on my map-software, but as I already guessed, the final destination was somewhere in the middle of nowhere. My maps did not show any city or village anywhere near that location, the next city was at least 15 kilometers away from what he described. I was to take a train first, arrived at the destination I was listed two more busses to take and given a final stop where I was to get out of the bus and then walk according the drawing I had received. From the looks of the map it was also quite some way from that bus stop to walk and I guessed that there would certainly be no one around that area to disturb or watch whatever expected me there. The listing also ordered the travel times, when to get on the train and with a final 20 minutes walk giving as well the time of arrival. He allowed 15 minutes delay in case of any troubles with trains or busses, but the orders were clear - if I wasn't in place at the given time, the arrangement was canceled.

I grabbed my ID, some money, my keys and my mobile - he told me to have it with me and switched on, at a later time he would contact me on it. I got to the train station time and surprisingly enough the train left on time too. It was a 3 hours ride with the train; I found the correct busses too in time and 1 hour later I stepped out of the bus at the mentioned stop. As I guessed it really was in a lonely area with nothing around - I wondered why there would be a bus stop anyway, it did not seem that there would be anyone living near to use that stop much. The driver also was a bit surprised when I asked for that stop. I took out the drawing of the further way and tried to get the right orientation - then I started walking as described towards the final destination. I had to walk across the fields into some close woods. There was some sort of a trample path - no real footpath or anything that looked often used, but it was recognizable and easy to follow according the drawing. I ended up at the final place, a small open place next to a small river, surrounded by big trees and from the looks a perfect place to stay outdoors for camping or partying, rather isolated, nobody around that could interfere or be disturbed by whatever one wants to do there. Right in the middle of that place a fireplace was built with large stones and to my surprise a fire was already burning there. About 2 meters away from that fire I saw a metal box and when I got closer I could make out an envelope on top of it fixed with some tape to make sure it remains there.

I assumed that this envelope was my further instructions and when I took a closer look it stated on top: Read and follow the instructions to the letter. I opened it and was curious what was in stake for me now, since I haven't seen anyone around or on my way here. The letter said: "Even if you did not see anyone, be assured that you are being watched. If you dare to not follow these instructions to the letter as ordered, the deal is off and you can go home immediately. First of all use some of the prepared wood to get the fire going well again. Then continue reading." I put the letter back on the box and took some of the wood I found next to the fire to make sure it gets going proper again. Then I took the letter again and continued. "Empty all content of your pockets and put it next to the box and then strip naked. Each piece of clothing - without exception - you will immediately throw into the fire and burn it. Once everything is in the fire burning, continue reading." I was a bit surprised about it, but he told me to have only old stuff on me that I should not expect back, though I sure did not expect to have it all burned like that, but then again I was willing to take that adventure at his terms, so laid all my stuff from the pockets next to the box and started to get undressed. I slipped off the old sneakers I was wearing and threw them right into the fire. While taking off the t-shirt I could see the smoke the rubbered parts of them made while melting and starting to burn up. I also threw the t-shirt then on top into the fire and finally took off the jeans I wore; it followed into the fire right away.

Luckily it was a warm day and with the fire heating up now it sure was not at all any cold, naked as I was standing there now. I picked up the letter again and continued reading. "Open the box and take out each item as listed below and put it in or on you as described, they are placed in the box accordingly. Failing on only one of the items results is an immediate cancel of the deal." I opened the box and had the letter next to it so I could read on.

First on the list was a butt plug. It was on the top of the box and taped to it a small pouch with lube. It was a medium size so I was sure I would not have much trouble to get it in. I used all the lube in the pouch and inserted the plug in my ass. I was ordered to eat only fluids and nutritions the two days before this meet, so I was sure I would not have to take that plug out soon. Next on the list was a rubber chastity short. I was to put it on, get my dick and balls seated though the hold and then add a plastic cockring prepared next. The cockring was a tight fit, especially with me already being sort of semi hard at that moment, additionally it has some attachment hinges on it. I was to use next a hard plastic tube, insert my dick into it and then snap the tube on to the cockring, pointing my dick upwards and thus holding it locked in place then, giving not much space to grow anymore. Next on the list was a plastic cup, like they use in sports to protect your genitals, large enough to cover my balls and the tube-covered dick, making it now impossible to rub or feel my dick once covered with it and then close the front of the shorts with the two zippers on the side, loop the belt proper and use a prepared padlock to lock it shut.

I looked at myself - plugged, chastised and locked in the rubber shorts standing in the woods and I stroke over the rubber short with my hands, not feeling a bit of my dick and balls anymore and got harder at that moment, yet the small encasement I was locked in caused some trouble now .. I had to get other thoughts to get softer again, else I would be troubled to continue, but I did not want to spend too much time, not knowing if or who was watching...

I continued reading and the next on the list were some knee-high rubber socks and arm long rubber gloves to put on, they were just the right size and fitted well. After that I was to take out a one-piece rubber suit and put it on, it was well lubed already so it was no problem to get into it and once I had it completely on I zipped up the back to close it. I was now from the neck downwards rubbered and felt trouble coming up with my dick rebelling in its prison; additionally the plug stimulated my prostate to make me even more aroused. I was wondering how long it will take to explode inside, if this will continue to get hornier with every piece to put on. I continued on the list. A wide rubber gag with a tube was next on the list, I was to put it in and buckle it tight behind the head. It was not too thick but being pretty wide it securely shut me up, no more than some mumbling would come out of my mouth now. A rubber gasmask hood was the then on the list, fully covering my entire head and the tube of the gag fitting exactly into a prepared hole in the front - and once zipped shut I was to padlock the hoods zip with the suits zip, since there was no keys with the padlock, I was definitely imprisoned now in all the rubber and unless I would destroy it, there was no way out for me now. Also I was starting to sweat inside; I could feel the sweat running down my back and into the legs of the suit.

I went on reading since the box still was far away from being empty. The next item was a heavy one piece drysuit, feet, gloves and open face hood attached to it and it took quite some time for me to get into that suit alone, usually you have help to get into it, but finally I managed to get myself completely in it and even with lots of efforts close the heavy airtight zip on the back. Sweat was now pouring down my body inside the rubberlayers and I was breathing harder through the gasmask, which was now covered by the open-faced hood of the drysuit as well. Yet the box still looked full, so I thought I better continue with it and read the next item on the list. It was one of those Russian army protection suits, they have no boots or gloves, but a hood to cover a gasmask and it was pretty heavy now with all the layers to put it on, it was luckily large enough to fit on top of all I was already wearing. I managed to get it all buttoned up as it was supposed to and then went on reading. A pair of high rubber waders was now to follow and once in them I was to add some ankle restraints to each of the ankles, tightening them as good as possible and padlocking each. The waders sure would not come off now and with them most of the other layers no more either. The following item was now a body harness, and a closer look revealed that it was a suspension harness. I was to put it on and tighten it proper around the body and between the legs as well. Each buckle of the harness then was to be padlocked again so that at the end I was feeling the tightness of all the layers and the harness, knowing that I would not be able to take any of it off alone now. I was still wondering though if anyone was actually really watching, since there is no one to see and who knows, it might actually be that no one is near and it was just to scare me off that he wrote I would be watched, still I though I’d continue better not to ruin the deal we had.

The only left parts in the box now was a roll duct tape, a pair of industrial gloves, two wrist restraints and three padlocks, so I kept reading. I was to rip two small pieces tap off the roll and keep them close to me while continuing, then to put on the industrial gloves and last add the wrist restraints over them, padlocking them as well. Then I was to take that last padlock out, put my left belongings into the box and close it. Now the list ordered to take that box and look to the left of the fireplace, I would find some chains hanging from the trees there and take the box there. I was to step on the box and hook the suspension harness into the snap hooks of the chains. They were just in the right height so that with a bit of stretching I managed to hook the harness into them, which proofed to be a bit difficult though with the thick gloved hands, yet I managed to do it. Last orders on the list were to drop the letter, use the small pieces of tape to cover the eyelets of the gasmask, use that last padlock to lock my hands behind my back and then push away the box careful, so that I was hanging there between the trees in my harness.

I tested the suspension by letting my weight get into the chains and when I thought it is not causing any pressures I finally padlocked my hands behind my back and letting myself hang in the chains I pushed away the box as good as I could. I knew I was hanging only about 2 or 3 feet above the ground now and wondered actually why the legs were not included in the locking, but even with the free legs there was no way to do anything or go anywhere by now, I was now hanging blind, in several layers of rubber, gagged, plugged and chastised, heavily sweating somewhere in the middle of nowhere and had no other choice but to wait and see what will come up.

I do not exactly know how long it took to get myself ready, must have been about an hour I guessed and I could not really say how long I was hanging there all by myself, at some point even starting to think what if.... what if noone comes, what if I was set up, what if something happened to him, what if someone else comes who is not supposed to come.. what if ... a lot of thoughts going around but still I could feel my dick at all times fighting his prison, so still with all those thoughts I was continuously turned on by the situation I was in now ...

I definitely must have been dark by now, and I was not sure if the fire still was on either, also I could imagine that in the dark now without any fire I would probably not even be seen hanging there in the trees without coming close enough. But then I thought suddenly to hear something. Someone seemed to be around; I heard the cracking of wood when one steps on it. Someone was here, but who ... was it him, or someone else? Even though my hearing was numb with the hoods on top of my head, but I could make you someone must be pretty close to me. Right then I felt one of my legs being pulled up to the back. It was lifted up almost to my ass cheeks and then with a click it was locked on to a ring on the harness. The same then happened to the other leg. Next I could feel some rope around my knees tightening my legs together and some more rope applied to my upper body, tightening my arms to my body. I was sure now that whoever was here must be the right guy; I doubt any stranger would have done that with me. The next I felt was something added to the gasmask and immediately I could make out it must be some breathing tube screwed on to it. A short time nothing happened but I could make out that he was walking away and right after coming back closer. Then I could feel something slipped over my body from the bottom, it was tight enough to need some efforts to get it all over my body, I guessed it was a sack now pulled over me to enclose me completely. Once it was over my head I could hear chains being fed through holes all around the top of the sack and then pulled upwards, the higher it was pulled the more that sack closed over my head, but not complete, since the chains of the harness were in the way. But I know it was quick snap hooks on that chains so as I guessed suddenly both of the hooks were released and I immediately dropped down - I was scared to fall down to the ground but the chain of the sack prevented it, but with me inside that sack falling down the sack now closed completely over my head and I was now no longer hanging in the harness but hanging inside that sack. I thought to make out some clicking again and obviously now that chain of the sack was padlocked too - I was trapped inside all those layer sand now as well inside a sack, helplessly trussed up and locked up, no chance of any release. I was given a hard push now and started swinging there in the sack, I was concentrating on my situation so missed if he left or not. But then it was quiet for pretty long time.

I started listening as good as possible and thought to make out the one or other noise, so he was still around, but I could not know what he was doing. He seemed busy quite a while when suddenly I started hearing voices in the far. It was impossible to make out who or how many, but there sure were now more than just one guy and they were having fun. Laughter, talk, occasional clanking of glass, it seemed a few guys enjoying a night at the fire outdoors. But as well it seemed no one actually took any notice of me, I was just left there hanging in my prison, getting uncomfortable within time, but at no time anyone else seemed to be near me or even touch me or my prison. After what must have been hours it got quiet and I wondered what happened now, what will happen with me now ... but since nothing at all was to make out I started to mumble in my gag, trying to get out some sort of question if anyone was still there. It took some time but suddenly I felt someone holding the sack and shouting to me to shut up. I was to either be quiet since they wanted to sleep now or I was to spend the rest of the weekend hanging there. I swallowed hard, that was sure a horny situation but definitely nothing for an entire weekend ... and since I guessed that he meant what he said I decided to better cope with my situation and remain silent, hoping to get released sooner or later then out of this prison. It went quiet all around me then and I do not know how much time passed, but eventually I even dozed away occasionally, not really sleeping, hardly possible in that situation, but with the dozing away I definitely lost the track of time completely. I could not tell was it still in the night or already morning, but my body was hurting here and there, so it was definitely a long time that must have passed.

I was not sweating anymore now but with all the layers also not cold at all, but that definitely told me that it must have been all through the night already and after another long time I finally could make out some voices in the far again - I guessed whoever was still here must be awake. Either because it is morning already or because they just had to have a piss or similar. Since the voices kept on and laughter mixed with it I assumed it is morning already, I really have been hanging here in my prison all night, I would not have guessed that I could make that ... It took another long time before I felt people around me, someone lifting the sack I was in and someone detaching the chain from the top. I was let down on the ground but not let out of the sack, instead being dragged across the place, probably to the opposite end of it before finally the sack was opened and I was pulled out of it. I was still padlocked into hogtie on the ground but then felt the padlocks of the legs and hands removed. I was told to sit and stay put while I get fed some fluids. They attached something to the tube of my gag and I was told to start swallowing, two liters of water with nutritions mix would be for me to drink before I was to get up. I sure lost lots of sweat all evening and night so was eager to drink it all up and managed to get all swallowed within time. Once the flow stopped I could feel the tube detached from whatever it was on and someone then helped me stand up. I was still a bit weak but managed to stand on my feet on my own. Now I heard a calm voice talking to me: "so far you've done well, boy, if you continue like that, we will have a great week together. I will make sure you do not get harmed, but you have to trust me in that. Whatever I will do with you will not endanger you, but it sure will be a lot of fun for me. Are you ok with that, boy?" Still exhausted from the night I was pleased to hear a calming voice and knowing that I am in the right hands, not in someone else’s hands who would cause whatever trouble ... not that I was not in trouble anyway in all those layers and my dick fighting for space in his prison. But I nodded to him, ensuring that I was ok with the situation.

He then continued that I told him a few things I would love to experience and he had a few of them in mind, so I could look forward to some exciting times - for the both of us. With that he started leading me away from the place and after a few meters told me to get sown in that hole now, helping me to sit on the border of it and slip down to what seemed to be a small hole, just enough for me to sit inside and from what I felt it was just about one meter deep. He then took my hands and attached them to my ankle restraints with padlocks - also padlocking the ankles together. Without help I would not be able to get out of that hole alone. Then I suddenly got scared, I heard and felt that someone was actually filling that hole with dirt and soil, but I remembered what he said - it was indeed one of my fantasies to be rubbered up and digged into the ground, so I tried to calm down again and waited what went on. Since the soil was filled from various sides he was sure not alone doing it and I could hear them talk as well and laugh a lot, talking about me having some extended time in isolation ahead. They made sure the soil really got all around my sitting body so that at the end I would not have space to move in there and the longer it took the higher I could feel the restraining soil around me. When it reached my head I could her one say not to worry, the breathing tube will be safe, and then they continued also covering my head. I concentrated on the breathing to verify it would not be a problem; obviously they kept the tube upwards out of the soil. At some point I could not really hear anything anymore just felt as the end that they must be trampling the top of the hole to tighten the soil around and above me. I imagined the looks of it, a tube sticking out of the earth, and invisible someone heavily rubbered hidden in the ground - and that image again caused trouble to my dick ... no way to get excited in that prison of it, no way to move anymore, and absolute silence around me. I was left alone, gone from this world - literally invisible to anyone who would not know I was buried at that place in the ground.

I was not sure where they were, what they did, what happened and millions of thoughts spinning around my head, it is amazing that the mind comes up with in a situation like that, isolated, alone in the dark confinement, immobile and unable to do anything but wait ... Again many of those thoughts about a "what if" scenario, If they leave, nobody will ever find me, if anything happens to them I would never get out of here, who knows if ever anyone would detect that tip of the tube sticking out of the ground .... Yet, I felt secure, I could not say why, but I felt safe where I was... and I was there a long time....

It is impossible in such situation to guess time, it could have been one or two hours, it could have been an entire day or night ... I dozed away, I drifted away, I was in my own world and time was no matter here and when suddenly I noticed the soil being removed I was even surprised, suddenly being brought back to some reality, well some sort of ... still encased but at least being taken out of this isolation. When most of the soil was removed they dragged me out of the hole and the padlocks holding my hands and legs were removed, again I was lead back to the open space and told to drink what I get fed now. I could only assume the day was over so I was now in this layered prison for about 24 hours or so ... at least I thought so since it was not really possible to know any time of the day.

When finished drinking I was told to stretch out my arms and then felt some additional gloves placed over the existing ones, but there ones were tight and allowed me to hold my hands in a fist only, so mittens were put and locked on my. Next I was ordered to get on all fours. My ankle restraints then were pulled up and fastened to the harness again, additionally my wrist restraints were hooked to a short chain between them and that chain additionally locked on to the waist belt of the harness, allowing me only little movement with the arms. Next I felt a posture collar tightly fixed around my neck, keeping my head almost immobile in place. A leash then was clicked into the ring of the collar and I felt someone dragging on the leash, so I had to follow that lead. With the chains connected to my hands it was difficult to move on all fours, also not seeing where I went I stumbled rather than crawled along. And since I did not see anything I could only imagine where I was dragged to, it definitely felt going away from that spot we were before, but I could not say in what direction we went.

After at least 15 minutes of stumbling and crawling following that leash we stopped and after a short moment I got lifted up by some people, I was thrown into the boot of a car and could notice the lid being thrown shut. I was wondering where we would go, probably to the house of my captor, I would have to wait and see, not that I had any other choice anyway. It was for sure another half hour of waiting before I could make out the car was started and moving. It was a quite bumpy road he took, I was thrown around in that boot quite a bit and tried to keep myself as steady as my restraints allowed it. to be continued ...