A couple weeks ago my Lady told me that She (rightfully) deserved the entire bed for herself and her lovers and that from that point on she was going to store me bound, one way or another in the closet on Friday and Saturday nights and also on those occasions when she has a guest and my presence is not desired.
She told me to get used to it - She deserves the bed for herself and the only reamister it's only on weekends or when she has guests is because She understands that i still need to work and be able to function. She has assured me however that as i become accustom to the new arrangement it would slowly become more permanent. Furthermore the closet will now also become a place for "time out" should She get tired of my cuckolds brownie at any given time. I am now very grateful and honored for the time I do get to spend relaxing next to my Lady and the thought of Friday night approaching now sends chills down my spine.
That first Friday night when it was time to retire my Lady looked at me with that look (you all know that "look") and told me to follow her to the bed room. She told me to get prepared and I needed to be ready and in the closet within 5 minutes. She (mercifully) told me
not to insert my butt plug that i had earlier agreed too because this was the first time trying this and that there would also be plenty of time for that in the future. We also discussed weather to have me gagged or not and my Lady wisely decided not to have me gagged as She wanted to be able to hear me call out if I needed help or had any trouble. My Lady does love me and care about my well being after all.
I stripped down and in the closet, looped a length of rope through an eye bolt mounted in the ceiling and through another eye bolt in the wall near the ceiling. Under that eye bolt at arm level is a cleat mounted to the wall where I looped the other end of the rope leaving a length of rope suspended from the ceiling. (She had me install the eye bolts more than 3 month's earlier and I had given up wondering what they were to be used for).
From the rope suspended from the ceiling I attached a spreader bar and the result was a bar that could be raised and lowered by my Lady and secured with the cleat mounted to the wall.
I attached the ankle cuffs to my ankles and the wrist cuff's to my wrists and waited on my knees for my Lady to return and finalize my fittings.
My Lady returned after not too long and fastened my ankle cuffs to a spreader bar and my wrist cuffs to the bar suspended from the ceiling. Once my wrists were secure she drew up the slack in the rope and pulled my arms up towards the ceiling having me stand up and tied the rope off on the cleat on the wall. She then put a blind fold on me, kissed my cheek good night and walked away leaving me standing with my arms pulled taught above my head.
As I stood there blind behind the blindfold listening and I could hear my lady sitting just a few feet away from me on the bed just outside the closet door (which I could tell she didn't close). I could hear her typing periodically as She chatted on her laptop with a new potential Bull and wondered if She was telling him about where She had me (She was).
Time stretched on and things got quieter once the typing stopped and the computer got put away. The silence stretched on and the dark beneath the blindfold seemed to get darker.
Time stretched on as I listened to my Lady's breathing just a few feet away from me but my arms were beginning to tingle with numbness. I had no idea how long I had been in there but I knew it wasn't that long and that I still had hours to go before sunrise.
The deal was if I got into trouble I was to speak up. Simple right? That's why my Lady didn't gag me - she knew this was a new thing and if I ran into any problems She expected me to
speak up and wake her.
Well, I didn't want to do that. I didn't want to wake Her (or at least that's the way I justified it in my head) so I began fucking with the fittings. I found that by pushing the bar towards my right hand I could get my wrist twisted around to reach the catch and try to unhook my right cuff from the spreader bar.
Hour after hour went buy in the black of night behind the blindfold. Both wrists and hands were tingling with numbness as I worked to unfasten the catch on my right cuff failing over and over when eventually at last, relief! My right wrist was free! I quickly undid the left cuff and sat down in the chair behind me. I pulled up my blindfold and sat in the darkness of the closet rubbing the red back into my arms as I realized that I could see. Not because the blindfold was off but the light from the outside was filling the window - it was sunrise already.
I hardly had a chance to savor the feel of freedom when I heard my Lady stirring and call out to me if I was OK. I answered that I was but she could here me scrambling to get myself "reconnected."
Of course I failed miserably - my lady got up and stood in the closet door looking at me with one hand re attached to the spreader bar and the other hand just holding onto the bonds (there was no way I could have re attached myself no matter how much time I had let alone in the time i did have) and my Lady just looked at me with disgust and asked "what happened? What made you think you had the right to undo your bonds?"
Feebly I tried to explain that my arms were getting numb from the suspension but I didn't want to wake her so I took matter into my own hands so as not to disturb her.
My lady is not an idiot. in fact she's one of the smartest people I know. She looked at me sternly and told me that that was no excuse - the rules were to speak up when I had a problem, not "free myself from the bonds if i have a problem!"
To say my Lady was pissed would be an understatement but my Lady is not the type to throw any type of temper tantrum. She undid my bonds and had me come lie on the floor next to the bed and put some covers over me. But she did tell me I would be punished for my indiscretion. She decided to punish me by having me clean the house with her the entire day - with a big butt plug shoved up my ass so I could feel every step of the day! She had me on my hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen and bathroom floors and even made sure i took care of the laundry too. The butt plug remained in the entire day until finally, before we went to bed she finally allowed me to remove it, that was my punishment. I'm very thankful to my Lady because I know She could have very easily have chosen to give me the cane instead.
The next night, Saturday, She was true to her word and back i the closet I went. Only tonight, instead of standing with my arms suspended over my head she had me hog tied, blind folded and lying on the floor. She lovingly laid a blanket over me as the temperature was supposed to drop and left my ass tied on the floor listening to her breathing outside the closet. This night I actually slept (although I think I woke up at lease 3 dozen times!) and finally woke to my Lady calling my name. I had successfully made it through the night without screwing things up!
My lady undid my bonds and again had me crawl to the side of the bed and laid a blanket over me as I curled up on the floor. Only this time my Lady was happy with me for staying put. We are supposed to meet the Bull my Lady has been chatting with soon and my Lady expects me to submit to his authority.
So, anyone else have any similar arrangements?
The first night. I had no idea what I was in for.
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I thought this would be a cake walk
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