ravenna
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Well, hogtied in a bag, yes, i have been, but it wasn't for sensory deprivation per se, it was just a handy way to bag me and abduct me, i guess. Maybe i should explain a little... My boyfriend in college, the one who became my first owner and is still one of my adored and esteemed owners, came to my dorm to pick me up for a date one Friday afternoon our freshman year. But instead of just picking me up he stripped me, handcuffed me, tied me up, plugged my ears, gagged me (to stop me giggling i think) and pulled a huge canvas bag down over my head until i was literally in the bag. (This was all very much a surprise, but i wasn't really struggling for my life here, we both knew what we were all about by then.) i don't know where he got the bag, it was huge, the size of a body bag, but in olive drab, and he closed it with a drawstring under my feet. He picked me up, all right; he slung me over his shoulder and hauled me off to his truck, right through the dorm! Wow, the balls on this guy, and believe me i should know, but i'm sure everybody in the dorm just waved and smiled at him, everybody knew him and he can charm his way into and out of anything; hell, he probably had other girls volunteering to climb in the bag with me... Anyway, i was only in the canvas bag for maybe twenty minutes or so until he got me to his house, the one he shared with my other adored owner (he was out of town for the weekend), and haul me upstairs to his room, where he let me out of the bag. But he did keep me his willing prisoner all weekend, completely naked and continuously handcuffed or tied and very stimulated, until Monday morning. (Sensory deprivation definitely had nothing to do with this weekend, although sleep deprivation did.) And then Monday morning he dutifully put me back in the bag, naked and handcuffed and tied up again, and he even had to gag me again (because i wouldn't stop laughing), and tossed me in the truck and hauled me back to my dorm room, where i had just barely enough time to get dressed and run to class a little late, a little dazed and sleep-deprived and unprepared, but very very happy. So, your question was, what did i think about it? Oh, gosh, i liked it... ;-)
< Message edited by ravenna -- 5/14/2005 12:07:51 PM >
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