Not so much of a dream life anymore

Author: eckie
Title: Not so much of a dream life anymore
Date: 13 March 2011

Just a small fiction in between ... thought i'd write it down as it comes ...



What happened many months ago:
Having had the extreme luck to become incredibly rich, i had the chance to make all my dreams come true. i had spent a fortune to get a large house in an abandoned quiet area where nobody will ever disturb, rebuilt the inside to my likings, embed play spaces, dungeons, yet also a luxury interior with everything one can dream of. Additionally having built devices to inflict safe and secure self-bondage, allowing me the joy of it whenever i wanted, without the need to hook up with someone for a play. But things tend to get boring after some time, so i thought i would think of a solution. It took a while to come up with it, but i decided i would look for one or two guys, willing to enjoy the luxury of my house in exchange for locking me, keeping me under control, having me serve. guys who would come for the weekend or the occasional evening, where i would allow them to treat me - to my conditions and rules - as an object, a slave, a servant, one condition being permanently locked or chained and under control for the duration of their stay. While staying they had the luxury of the house, everything it offered, for free. It took a while to find the right guys for it, a couple that i liked, that i was looking forward to have around for this purpose, where the background checks also were positive so that i trusted they would not abuse the given situations. Well .. How wrong i was ...

At the beginning it was fun, everything worked out perfectly, they came around weekends, on rare occasions one of them also showed up during week for some dinner, beers, movies in my house, always chaining me up, having me serve as they wanted. They also brought in ideas to enhance, extend the control and devices, costing a fortune, bet seemed worth every penny. Until some months later all was in place ... without realizing it at first, enjoying that occasional control i gave them, they actually managed to get total full control over me with the new devices we had built and purchased. i was fitted a permanent chastity belt with embedded tens unit, we refined and modified my storage compartment according to mainly their ideas, even though it seemed to be partially my ideas at first and we had this skeleton made, the largest investment ever (had cost more than the house i live in), but once those three were complete, before i realized, i had lost completely any form of control, i had become their object to do as they wanted.

At the beginning they kept me in the chastity only while they were absent, later it also remained on while they were present, allowing them to control me all the time then too. At the beginning the storage was used on occasion only, whilst keeping me around to serve and be played with more of the time. And once that skeleton was delivered and tried out the first time all of use enjoyed that total control it gave them. that is when they changed ... times in storage were extended, and when i complained after it, they used the tens to throw down any resistance, when i refused to get into storage, the tens ... when i refused to get into the skeleton, the tens, when i told them off for the disaster i founds after being released from storage, the tens, when i told them it is over and they have to leave, the tens, they no longer asked, they ordered and i was no longer in a position to resist, they had taken over everything, my home, and myself. they used my money to buy themself what they wanted, they invited others to come around all the time, they held major excessive parties every weekend, and i ... was just locked away most of the parties and used to clean up after them the other time.

that is where i am now ... i forgot what it means to enjoy freedom, what it means to enjoy the fortune i have, what it means to have a life of my own ... how many months passed, i forgot, how long will it last ... probably forever ... i got what i wanted, but much more than i wanted ...
i think often about the mistake i made in the past, while sored like now there is nothing else to do, it is one of the usual weekends, i am locked up waiting ...

Finally the white noise stops, i feel movement, someone is here to get me out here. Having spent since Friday 4pm here all by myself, not knowing what time has passed, that noise is very welcome, it has been 55 hours in fact that i have spent locked up in this isolation, i have a tube to drink some vitamin fluids fixed into my mouth, but i have no connection to the world outside my prison for the duration of my storage, moreover, for the majority of the time also white noise plays in the earphones, so i do not know if or what happens for that time.

i tried breaking out of it, tried very hard, having spent every weekend like that, but all those ideas that i brought into this storage compartment are at the end making those attempts futile, no matter how much i try, i am doomed to remain in this situation, a situation i brought myself into, thinking it is my dream life, thinking it is the best and horniest way to spend my life. but after having found the right people to make it come true, having put myself into it, even though it seemed horny at the begin, i now swear on the day that i came up with the idea at first, not that it will help me at all, it is too late, life as i dreamt of is not at all horny anymore, and unfortunately i have made sure it is final, as final as it can be.

What makes it so secure - well, i was lucky, very lucky a long time ago, having hit the jackpot in a lottery, enough money to buy whatever i ever thought of, enough to never have to work again, enough to create a palace of my dreams, living in the luxury that most cannot even imagine. i could create all those toys, devices, even this storage compartment, enough money makes almost everything possible, hire people, ideas, have them create the perfect dungeon, perfect home, perfect everything, whatever i had defined as being perfect at that time. at first my ideas were about devices that can be programmed to keep me helpless in self-decided bondage, storage, unable to get out until the programmed time is over, that is where this compartment comes from also, created by my own wish, with my own ideas embedded and refined by the help of the people who constructed it at the end, making it inescapable, durable, a perfect way to last not just a few hours.

It is rather simple in construction, but effective, and inescapably secure. What was originally planned to be for a few hours of self-induced fun, now of course has turned into discomfort and almost torture. I guess i could be kept here for weeks eventually, not sure about the impact it would have, but the general preparations of me and my keep make very long times in this place an option. So far the longest i have been kept here was 5 days, who knows how much more is theoretically possible, i would not want to find out, however i no longer have that under my own control.

Right now i am wearing my special made darlex head to toe suit. it has been fitted to my body of course, sitting tight, giving only little, earphone plugged underneath, a gag built into the hood which allows to connect a drinking tube from the outside, no fingers but just a tight mitt at the end of each hand, a connection to the hole of the catheter that is built into the permanent chastity belt i am wearing underneath, but the largest personalization on the suit was the embedded network of electric wiring and pads all over the body, extras on strategic interesting body parts, like a connector also the embedded electro device inside the chastity belt, which has been added to the remote controlled tens unit inside it, also extra pads at the nipples, but generally every muscle of the body can be stimulated or in the proper setting also tortured. Once the zip on the backside is closed and padlocked - yes i did have a locking mechanism built in as well of course - there is not much to do, little choice but to keep that suit on. Having made sure that the area around the eyes is extra thick padded does not allow any sight either, so once inside this suit, it is certain that one is rather helpless already. This suit has become the standard each time i am locked into storage, allowing the captor to keep me for as long as he decides in it, since even if i had access to tools or the keys to that lock, with fists only and the location of the lock it is hardly possible to get that suit off myself.

A mold of my body had been created initially, since my captivity started already several new ones had been made, the fluid diet i am kept on while in storage added to the constant electric stimulation of my muscled during it had changed my body shape, i look probably better than ever, not that it matters anymore, but to ensure the storage compartment remains tight, it needed to be adjusted accordingly. Based on this initial (and later adjusted) mold of my body i had a fiber shell created. rather thick, about one inch, cut into two halves - front and back - embedded snap locks to keep the two halves together once they are joined, the release rather simple, an electric signal unlocks all the snap lock parts and one can get out, however the person inside cannot control that signal, and it no longer is programmed by me if or when it is released. The shell has been coated in shiny black color, the position is a standing one, arms crossed on the chest, similar to an ancient mummy or one may say, if it were a gold color, it might look like an Oscar-statue also. At the begin, when inflicting storage to myself with this shell, i laid inside the back half, connected the e-stim cable to the suit after having programmed a release time and activated the computer mechanism to lower the top half on to the back halt, hearing the snap of the two halves locking to each other, knowing there is no way for me to move or get out until the computer gives the release signal to the locking mechanism. For the programmed duration - initially i did 30 minutes, raising it to a few hours until once doing full 24 hours also - the program also cared for stimulation of various body parts, i remember having set it to random once but far too high i ended torturing me for a few hours inside this shell. Also i had to modify that shell, adding temperature control to it, i found it quickly caused overheating to my body when i was longer inside it, so a computer controlled temperature regulation was the solution, it now keeps the inside in the exact preset temperature - that of course could be set to freezing as well to excessive sweating, i naturally kept it on the perfect body temperature, so no matter what circumstances would be outside the shell, inside it would always be the same. To make it last for longer durations i also needed some modifications for the fluids to be fed, so i had some geniuses embed a tube system into that shell that automatically connects to the hole in the gag, once the two halves connect and lock with each other. At the same time of course i had to care for the connection to the catheter, an extra tube embedded into the shell that is connected to a catheter before the two halves close.

Later i modified the mechanism even more, finding it would be a shame to just be hidden away in the basement inside the shell, i had the whole construction extended. I moved it to another place in the basement, right underneath the living room and had a new mechanism added to move the locked statue. Once it was locked, the whole statue was lifted upright into standing position and with a hydraulic mechanism moved upward, through an opening in the cellar ceiling up into the living room. Once in place, it would look like a statue on a small socket standing in the corner of that living room, until the program would reverse everything and i would be in the basement in horizontal position when the release signal was sent. Still, one gets bored by things easily, i wanted a more public display instead of being inside my living room for the duration. i do live in a very remote location, no neighbors, and a few hundred meters from the entrance to the house, so it would not make any difference in general, but i thought of being stood like that on the outside in front of my entrance door would make a difference in feel, having a proper temperature control embedded, the weather would not make any trouble. so i had the whole mechanism modified once more, moving the whole lifting mechanism into a place in the basement that reached right underneath the front entrance. Out there at the end i had two identical statues to either side of the entrance door, however one of them was this shell, able to retract into the basement for my lockup games, the other a fixed statue. I now could make myself stored inside it just part of the entrance, and it did indeed at the begin add some extra kick to it, even though i knew nobody would ever see or notice. The mere fact of being out there for the programmed duration was a small thrill. Nowadays however ... well i have no idea who knows, who can see, who comes or goes while i am stored out there...

Being a computer expert myself, i had embedded multiple security features in the whole programming, cluster server, backup units, backup of the backup, excluding the risk of power, server or program failure, so that i could rely on the systems to release me at the preset times. all failover systems work perfectly and are in place nowadays too, just it no longer is controlled by preset release times, it is now switched to manual release, so once i am inside this storage unit, i cannot know or have any influence on the what, when, how. once i am locked in, the captor sets the program of the electric units to his likings, and i had some really bad times in the past, and i can just wait and see (well, not see at all actually) if or when i am released again, the white noise added to the whole makes certain i lose any track of time or orientation anyway. I can feel the movement when the compartment is lifted up into its place, but other than that i have no way to notice anything going on around me for that duration.

But obviously it is release time, well, release from the storage that is, since i have not been released at all since i had searched for, found and accepted this - what i assumed perfect - life of mine. As usual i have no idea what time or day it is, but obviously someone decided it is time for the change. Not long after i felt the movement i was in horizontal position again in the basement, the snap locks released and the top half removed. with the white noise out i heard the command to get up, not easy after being kept stiff for extended times, but nowadays i know my way around, having done it so many times now, i get up as i was told and stood next to that shell now. The lock on the suit was removed and the zip opened, pulled down so i could get out finally. my jaw aching of course, but again something i got used to after that many times in storage, i am told to get a shower and then take my place in the skeleton. The guy ordering me around was one of the usual, i have seen five of them regular now, sometimes a stranger comes to release and prepare me, but the five are obviously the ones that have taken charge of my life in general. still wearing that chastity belt with the embedded remote controlled tens unit i know better than to resist any given commands, i tried in the past, but naturally failed, the full power of the tens in my dick and balls would force anyone to go down immediately. a shower cubicle was another thing i had p[laced here in the basement long time ago, when it all started and we (two of the five regulars and myself) decided it would be helpful to restrict the majority of changes or treatments into this basement. a quick shower always brings a little life into the body, not that it will be much joy for me for long, i toweled off and got to the skeleton.

the skeleton being yet another ingenuous device i had spent a fortune on, and i mean a fortune ... it was not my own idea, but i liked it when it was mentioned first by the two guy at the beginning, it was not something i could use for self play, but having the two around made it a perfect idea. The skeleton is some sort of an exoskeleton for my body. it takes some time to put it on, requires some help to do so, but once locked in place it allows full control over the person in it. it again has snap locking mechanisms everywhere, requires an electronic impulse to unlock, the impulse can only be given via the remote control that comes with it, and ever since i got that device, i haven't had it in my hands ever... it is made of a light weight alloy, strong as steel, practically indestructible, fits on to my body like a glove, again from head to toe, my body movements, finger movements and even toe movements all are related to and with that skeleton. it has taken some electronic and constructive geniuses to build it and of course as mentioned took a fortune to get it done, but the result was, the person being inside that skeleton can have each of the body parts controlled via a remote, any body part separate or all combined in natural ways as in walking, sitting, freezing in every position, when the head part was added even the release of the jaw to be able to open the mouth is controlled by it, the embedded glasses in the head cage as well as the embedded earplugs also can control sight and hearing at any time. Being lightweight it does fit perfectly underneath any clothing worn on top also. Additionally it can also be completely 'released' by command and allow fully free movement to the person inside it. For additional control (and ability to torture) there had been also electric contacts built into the whole skeleton, for various purposes, live-control by a person, but as well location based by receivers all over the house, programmable in advance to whatever one thinks of.

as i was ordered i stood at the skeleton now and stepped my feet into their place, adjusting my body into the still open skeleton parts and allowing that guy now to close and snap lock each single part on to my body. In resting position all computer controlled joints and parts were frozen into place, so it is nothing i could have done myself, required the person in control to lock everything. Once the last bit was snapped into place, i was blind and half deaf from the earplugs, frozen in standing position. A few minutes of nothing, i knew of course he was choosing now my outfit, then i hear the command to get dressed, the glasses cleared and i could see and also the release command was obviously given to the skeleton, as i could move now again. I had been ordered to wear all sorts of clothing in the past, from butlers outfit, suit and ties, all kinds of fetish outfits of leather or rubber or army, schoolboy outfits, ridiculous outfits, and even drag or female outfits. again i had learned in the past that it is best not to argue but just put on whatever is laid out, the tens in the chastity belt made sure of that in the few times i tried to refuse.

This time it was a rather simple outfit, i was glad about that. As usual (it became sort of a standard in the past) there was a plug to put in first. Having worn it so often it was no issue to insert it easily. A long sleeved olive green undershirt and long underpants was next, followed by a pair of knee-high army socks, the army shirt, army trousers, correct belt to it, army jacket again with correct over-belt for it, rather tall army boots, the matching army tool harness, a heavy split protection vest. Last left over - he obviously wanted to hide the skeleton completely - a pair of army gloves, a real face mask and an army helmet. i pulled on the mask, covering the head part of the skeleton now also, put on the helmet and snapped it shut before adding the gloves, now nothing of the skeleton was visible, just an ordinary soldier standing there, however, fully controlled by whoever holds that remote control in his hands or of course by whatever programs are set on the receivers all over the house.

The guy then tells me the settings... all doors to the outside and all windows were blocked with a 5 foot radius, meaning i cannot come anywhere within that reach or i would be severely shocked by the embedded tens in the skeleton and my chastity. Again i knew better than to even try, the past has taught me not to attempt that. So i was able to move around my house (was it really my house nowadays ...) and do my work. I was to get up at 6 am each day, if not, the tens would wake me. I was to be back to bed at 8pm, regardless of my position, the skeleton would freeze at 8pm until next morning 6am. at every full hour of the clock, the skeleton will freeze for 5 minutes, so i better be in a comfortable position, every third full hour from getting up until bedtime i had to stand in front of the mirror in the hallway, if the computer does not locate me at that place, the freeze will last one full hour and i would be shocked throughout the entire time. My work was to clean up the mess from the weekend and keep the house in perfect state at all times, in case anyone would show up they must find it perfect. Another party was planned the following weekend, but some guys might show up during week also he said. Not that it mattered to me, as i was under no control of anything anymore. Then he told me to get moving...

i went upstairs now and saw the house in a horrible mess, it must have been yet again one of those parties with dozens of people, messing up everything, it would take days to get that sorted again, and of course i had not realized a thing of it whilst kept stored away all weekend. I saw some more guys still in the hallway just getting their jackets and leave now whilst the guy with the remote told me to get him a beer into the living room. While i went to the kitchen to get it he disappeared into the living room. i grabbed a bottle from the fridge, now almost empty, so i obviously needed to get the delivery service to fill up everything again, as i did at least twice q week, for all those guys coming here, never for myself to enjoy, and went to the living room. As so many times before it looked like a battle field, but just the usual task for me to sort it all out again. He was sitting on the couch and when he saw me pointed with his finger on the floor in front of him, i knew it meant for me to kneel there serving his beer to him. i did as he wanted, held up the beer for him to take it and after he grabbed it he put his booted feet on to my table, pointing at them, and with a push on the remote the locking mechanism of the skeleton released the jaw, now able to start working on his boots with my tongue as he expected. I cleaned them as good as possible, knowing him very well and as soon as he was satisfied he ordered me into the corner stand in attention facing the wall. I did as he told and as soon as i stood there i felt the skeleton freeze, i was locked in place now, a soldier stand in attention staring into the corner. The glasses turned black and white noise started immediately also.

i stood there at least a few hours, only interrupted from short term releases to grab him another beer each time, until the white noise once stopped, yet i was not released, i just heard him say that it is way passed my bedtime, so i was left stood there in the corner instead until the next morning, he was about to leave home now. The white noise started then again and i knew i would now just have to find some sleep here in my corner. he went to the hallway, locked the remote into the wall safe there, only him and some other guys knowing that combination, so whoever would come, could take over control of me. Then he took his jacket and left...

For me it means standing here until 6am, then starting the set program, following the regulations he mentioned, making sure i brought my house into perfect state again, filling up everything, and of course, in case someone would come to the house, treat them like kings and follow their every order. i could not forge3t the set schedule, the consequences are heavy, i could never disobey anyone coming, no matter if i knew them or they were new guys, whoever came to my house knew the setup, had the control, i was merely a puppet to them, played with as they wanted, left stored away when they wanted, serving them in any way they wanted, never to be free again. for me only two states existed, stored in front of my house door or locked into the skeleton, neither of them allowing me to decide if, when, what, but always having to follow what was decided or dictated ... and yes, it was fun at the beginning, but now, i lost track of how many months it has been since it started, it is no longer any fun, i would give my fortune and more to be free again, but i doubt it will happen...