DrMad Max Mud Story Continued Chapter 2

Author: maxcita
Title: Dr.Mad Max Mud Story Continued Chapter 2
Date: 24 March 2015

Chapter 2 - Holy Ground
The concept of sinking and being sucked up by mud, fed by imaginary situations in the movies, does little to convince some, that sinking in mud is virtually impossible in the real world. At the most, you can sink to your waist and then no matter how hard you try sinking further, is futile. Add water, now the thinner clay can allow you to sink to your shoulders by pulling up with your arms. But fun as it is, remaining still, in a matter of minutes, you are out of the mud and floating on the surface.
Well this does not work well for escape challenges. Max had done the escape in watery mud several times. His challengers unaware that left alone Max would pop out of the mud. Then he easily manipulated the rope bonds to free himself. These guys knew all about that, so a hole that was dug in the soft mud would be a different story. At this farm the clay was soft and plastic, but was not soft enough to liquefy when disturbed.
Safety was discussed. Would they need to have a guard in case Max got in trouble? What happens if? Max wanted a moderate risk event, no guard, complete isolation for a predetermined time, that being 8 hours. It was decided that a preliminary challenge would be needed to see if the challenge was realistic, not only to Max but his challengers as well. Some safety was essential for the challengers to feel comfortable, even though Max was confident of his own stamina.
By now another friend had dropped in for the day. He would offer assistance to the challengers efforts.
Back to Max, earlier that Saturday morning. With shovel in hand Max had gone through the bush and swamp about 400 feet from the house. Here it was , the night before they decided here would be the place of challenge. The clearing was no more than 10 feet by 12 feet, surrounded by 10-12 foot high thick Swamp Alders and thorn bush. The clearing had a little grass but mostly rotted branches and wood stumps covered the surface. Max had dug a hole to one end of the clearing. The first foot or so was through surface roots and grass. The hole was oval, guessing at about 30" by 18". Reality was: it was two shovels wide and 3 and a half long. From experience Max knew his 5.5 foot long round tip shovel could easily reach a depth of 5 feet in a hole of this diameter.
The surface digging was annoying, roots and grass seemed to make it hard to get a clean shovel full of dirt. Eventually the roots were trimmed to the sides of the hole. Now the soft clay below was easily removed to about three feet down. Beyond that the walls of the hole would curve in and need to be shaved back. The clay would need to be excavated from the bottom in small amounts, because the angle of the shovel, now mostly vertical, was hard to hold on to the bits of clay. In an hour, the hole was just over 4 feet deep. At first test the hole was too narrow for the hips to slide down. It was widened and the debris removed. After further tests the hole was just wide enough for Max to stand fully upright with his arms in front. The mud around the feet was very soft and would easily give way. He guessed he could stamp his feet and gain another foot of depth. The hole was ready. He was horny. He was tempted to masturbate before he found the others, but resisted the urge. More time for that later.
Max washed the surface mud off the chest waders in the shallow water near the clearing. It was most likely 0900 when he finished, the sun was hidden by a haze, a chance of rain was forecast, but otherwise a cool 18C temperature and light wind. He loved being in the mud while it rained.
At the house, it was still quiet. Max went out to his car and began to lay out the rubber for the challenge. He had a pair of rubber stocking waders, amazing the rubber was on the inside, and green nylon finish on the outside. He would put these on first. The rubber next to the skin was the best. On top he put on a neoprene wetsuit top. He knew it would get very cold if he could not escape and really had to spend 8 full hours in the ground. Over top of the stocking waders and neoprene top he put on a one piece rubberized motorcycle rain suit. It would keep him warmer, had the extra feel of yet more rubber and sealed him in so his waist and back would not get exposed to the cold.
The hip waders were Red Ball brown rubber on the outside, nylon on the inside. He used a plastic belt to hold the waders up and support the suspenders. He decided not to add the inner tube over the knees as it could impair circulation. That is always a problem in burial, loss of circulation. By sealing the waders with the belt a certain amount of air is trapped inside. When the dirt is filled in around the legs some air will remain to insulate and protect against the weight of the dirt compressing the legs to the point that circulation could be impaired. Max could not afford a lot of stuff so the waders, now 3 years old, were still in good condition. He used rubberized U.S.Army rain pants and jacket to protect the rubber waders from tears and damage from thorns, brush and rocks. The pants easily fitted over the waders. They did up with a drawstring and velcro waist. The pant leg has a drawstring too that was tied tight against the waders. The rain jacket was hooded, and long, with a drawstring hem that could be pulled tight below the butt. The large hood opening could be reduced to a one inch hole by pulling tightly on the drawstring. The sleeve openings could be adjusted with velcro closures. This helps keep the mud from getting into the gloves, when the mud is cold this is a good idea.
By now some noise could be heard in the house. Life had returned to the sleepy ones. Max wanted to get started the sooner the better. The boys were late risers, and no amount of pushing or prodding would get them going until they had several cups of coffee in them. They were not surprised to see Max walk in with his rubber wear already to go. Eventually they turned their attention to the challenge, some safety issues still remained a concern and threatened the whole challenge. Concern was for the unknown - would the burial cause circulation problems? Would the cold ground cause hypothermia in 8 hours? And would the rope cause painful pressure points once in the ground and buried. Isolated and no monitoring for 8 hours. Was it too risky?
A decision was made, a compromise that actually made it much more exciting for Max.
First the rope bondage would be tested and checked one hour after Max was put in the hole. If that was okay then they would fill in the hole and start the scene from that point.
Second the unobserved bondage over 8 hours was too risky. They decided that a physical check must be made every hour. But to make it seem like Max would be totally isolated for the full 8 hours, barring any difficulty, Max would be wearing a thin rubber hood and ear plugs to reduce ambient noise, then a second padded rubber hood would be worn over top. The combination would block the outer ear and make the ability to hear vastly reduced. The hoods had no eye holes, just mouth and nose holes. The challengers could check on Max and not be heard or seen as they approached or left. If Max needed help shouting would not work, he wouldn't be able to hear either, so a visible safety cue would be used. Max would be buried but if he needed help, he could push and knock over a red stick that would be placed close to the side of his head. If the stick was knocked over or severely bent then that would signal he needed assistance. All was set for stage one, a trial run.