Always in Bondage
From that first night I told Cat that I wanted her to be in control she told me that I would always be in bondage. When I had to go out she unlocked the obvious chains from my neck and wrists but left the chains locked to my ankles. Cat said that there was no reason why the chains ever need to be taken off my ankles because they are always be covered by my pants when I go outside.
In the house Cat likes to see me “decorated” with chains as much as possible. Now that she has changed the combinations on the locks when she puts the chains back on my neck and wrists I can’t take them off by myself. Now every time I want to go out I need to ask to be unlocked. It’s humiliating needing to answer her questions about where I am going, who I am going to see, and how long I will be gone every time I want to leave the house. Worse, whenever Cat goes out she leaves me locked up in these chains at home unable to do anything but wait for her to come back. When I ask where she is going or how long she will be out she tells me that it is none of my concern. She then asks if I have enough chores to do while she is gone, making it clear that she will give me more chores to do if I press the matter further.
Update:
In addition to the aesthetic value Cat sees in having me “decorated” in chains, for her the chains locked on my body have the practical benefit for Cat of making me easier to put in bondage. Cat has now installed snap clips at the top and bottom of the bed so that when she wants me tied up she can just clip into the chains I am already wearing to make me entirely helpless. When I am tied out there is no way I can reach the clips and so the clips are effectively as good as padlocks, holding me out until she lets me up. Similarly, if Cat wants my hands held behind my back she just clips the chains on my wrists together since I am already wearing most of a pair of handcuffs all the time now.
Update:
Within a few weeks Cat found a welder who permanently attached the chains on my ankles. The chains are actually easier to wear once they were welded on because now the padlocks don’t bounce against my ankles when I walk. When I wear clothing my sweat socks hold the chains snugly against my ankles that they don’t bounce uncomfortably even when I have walked several miles. Now Cat is researching more attractive chains that I can wear on my wrists and neck that can be permanently welded on. Not that it’s my choice, but I don’t know what is worse, being trapped in the house with padlocks hanging off of my wrists and neck or having more metal permanently welded on my body.
Update:
Cat is now talking about getting my nipples pierced. She says she likes the idea that she will have additional places she can bind me from. The idea of being tied up by my nipples terrifies me. She says that after she “puts away” my hands by locking them behind my back, she will be able to attach me to anything she wants with only a light string. If I can’t untie the string I will be trapped not wanting to rip the rings out of my nipples. Cat also talks about hanging bells from my nipple rings. She likes the idea that I will ring wherever I go and she will always know where her “pet” is. I hope there will be a way to take these off these bells when I go outside. It would be hard for me to explain to other people why I am ringing all the time.
Update:
Mostly I think that Cat’s ideas are good, genuinely making me feel more submissive and more controlled. But this week Cat did something that is at the limits of my ability to deal with. Before she went to work this morning she locked a chain with a five pound ball on it to my ankle. The ball isn’t too heavy to pick up, but then one or both of my hands are full whenever I want to walk somewhere. I am also worried that I will dent the floor if I drop that heavy ball anywhere the house. Today it was very hard to get the vacuum cleaner up the stairs and also carry that ball. When I needed both hands free to mop the kitchen floor the only thing I could do is to drag that ball around with me. I didn’t want it to scratch the floor so I wrapped a towel around it while I worked. When she got back I told Cat that it was hard for me to do my chores while wearing that ball. Cat told me that she had been thinking about getting one for my other ankle as well!