„The Escape“ – December

„The Escape“ – December

Today I managed to get rid of parts of my restraints in my suffering phase. Not all of them, but enough to escape through the emergency door before he was back. I ran along that tunnel and at its end SHE waited for me. I got a shock. „Took you a long time,” she said “but finally you made it. Last year, when I was his captive, I managed to escape in September already. Come closer, let’s get rid of your remaining restraints and after that, we have to talk,“ she said. „First of all, you’re free. There is a small village just a 30 minutes foot walk away. Go to the pension, they already have prepared a room for you.“ „Do these people know what’s going on in this castle?“ „Sure, and they help him to keep off all these stupid tourists during the summer.“ „Tell me, why did you return to him instead of going to the police, why did you help him to bring another girl to the castle and why did you choose me?“ „Well, there have been many other girls before. All had the same problems in their lives before they where brought to the castle, all of them escaped sooner or later and all of them returned until today.“ „So, you want to tell me that the whole thing is some sort of bizarre forced psycho-therapy for almost lost souls?“ „Call it what ever you like, but that’s not his intention, he just plays these games for his very own interests.“ „Okay, but why did you and the others return?“ „Believe me or not, we all felt pleasure in these sort of games and we – not just he – can have sensual enjoyment in the playroom as well. We just had to return and play our game. It’s just a matter of choosing the right people for this castle and it’s a tradition that it’s now up to you to make the next choice – if you should decide to return. It’s time for you to leave now, you should change clothes; it’s a cold evening!“ „I’ll keep this catsuit on until I arrive in the pension, but I would like to put my denim outfit, which I had worn at the day of my arrival, over it and I need to change shoes.“ „I prepared this for you, you know it’s Friday“. „I know, but please do not pull the belts so tight, I didn’t behave badly,“ I replied. „Melanie, you’re free; you don’t have to wear this anymore.“ I went on my way to the village, feeling the two „souvenirs“ I kept, deep inside of me. I had to hurry,...

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„The Escape“ – November

„The Escape“ – November

I wasn’t surprised that there was an emergency door in the playroom. But I was extremely surprised about what SHE said that day. It didn’t make sense for me at all. I was very confused. Anyway, I had to spend more time with him in the playroom to get a feeling for the kind of play he preferred. This knowledge, I believed, would be essential for finding a way to escape from the playroom into freedom. His kind of play was simple but nevertheless creative and diversified. It was the same plot as my whole stay in the castle, he „simmered me on low heat“ until I was prepared, the only difference was that he started to enjoy the „meat“ when it was well done. I was supposed to be rebellious at the beginning, suffering in the middle and a mixture of soft but still a little bit rebellious at the end of the play. That was the kind of play he liked and I learned to use it for my own interest. Up to now I never managed to get rid of my restraints but I knew that I could succeed – I just needed more time. So I extended my active, rebellious part of the play, resulting in a longer time for me to suffer. He often left me alone in my „suffering phase“ for an unforeseeable amount of time – that could be my chance to escape. One hour ago, I got into self-made trouble. The gear he had chosen this time seemed to be relatively harmless. The ankle-cuffs I had to wear were fixed to the floor. Usually, I had to wear them over boots, but today I had to wear these brand-new 6 inch ultra-high heeled pumps, so the cuffs had a quite loose fit. He told me that I had to stand absolutely still before he left, but I was led into temptation to get rid of these ankle-cuffs, the only parts of my gear hindering me to escape. Well, I better shouldn’t have tried it. The weights he had attached very loosely – one to the front of my collar, the other to the metal ring between my legs – fell off and these damned springs developed their full potential. One of them steadily pulling the collar to the front of my throat almost strangling me, the others doing a great job in pressing these strange-shaped pieces of metal between my legs firmly to my crotch, resulting in an intense and – as time passed on – almost unbearable sensation of pain. And I haven’t managed to get rid of the ankle-cuffs...

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„The Escape“ – October

„The Escape“ – October

I got stuck with the planning of my escape. One day I remembered what Admiral Kirk told the young Saavik in that Star Trek movie: „You have to learn how things work on a spaceship“. Well, I wasn’t on a spaceship but certainly I had to learn how several things work. The following weeks I spent a lot of time in the castle’s library and read books – not novels like before, I read books about medieval architecture. I learned that each castle has at least one underground escape tunnel. People in ancient times used them to escape from the castle in the case of fire or siege by enemies. It had to be somewhere and except for the playroom I went to all rooms in the basement months before. There was only one chance: I had to go to the playroom and play. So I started to read books about that BDSM thing, to get an idea what could happen to me. Mid of October I was prepared to play. Today, we went to the playroom. As it was the very first time, I was submitted to a simple but effective endurance test. I was locked into that gear with that plug inserted into my vagina. As the angle of its insertion did not match very well a woman’s anatomy I had to concentrate on my posture. I was forced to move to a very strenuous position to minimize the incredible amount of discomfort it caused. SHE was in the playroom as well and both of them just observed my movements and reactions, nobody talked. Suddenly my body reacted to the mechanical stimulation in a surprisingly way. But I tried not to show. She was focussing me and after a while she suddenly started to talk: „She is good, very good, look at the tension of her muscles and look at the wild expression in her eyes. And she looks fantastic! You’ll have great fun with her“. „Yes, you did make an excellent choice with her,“ he answered. Then she came in front of me and said: „Good bye, Melanie, I’ll have to leave, my job here is done“. Just before she left the playroom through the emergency door I heard her whisper: „Be careful, she might start enjoying the play. Take this, you know what to do,” she said while placing something in his hands. “Don’t worry, I will be careful,” he...

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„The Escape“ – September

„The Escape“ – September

On that terrible day in the fountain they almost broke me, physically and psychically. I didn’t look fat that day, I wasn’t fat that day and I did not feel fat that day. To be honest, I felt pretty good looking that day. Nevertheless, loosing just a few pounds and having several light small meals instead of a few heavy ones could make the difference between discomfort and real pain, should I have to act as „decoration“ for an extended period of time again. And being in a good physical condition would increase my chance of a successful escape. And most important, I had to show him and especially HER, how stunning good I’m able to look. So I volunteered to participate in a diet and workout program. He told me that this was an excellent idea and of course he would support me in my plans. The following Friday he brought lots of vitamin- and protein-drinks and that lockable head cage that I had to wear permanently from that day on – except for reasons of personal hygiene. And the cage really helped me to resist all these temptations in the kitchen. The first days that head cage drove me almost crazy but I got used to it now. I have to loose weight slowly and he keeps an eye on my workout program. He doesn’t want me to get more muscles, but he encourages me in doing all kinds of fitness training. Diet and workout program are showing first positive results. I haven’t lost much weight, but got a much better condition and an almost perfect skin already. I can’t get this life-size picture out of my brain! It was that day in March, when I got my punishment for the ruined catsuit. After I had told him what happened, I had to spend the rest of the day and the following night wearing a rubber hood covering my whole head and I was put in a rubber sleeping bag. He strapped me firmly onto my bed in the dungeon and just before he left, he turned the heating on its maximum. I wasn’t able to sleep that night, it got incredibly hot and humid inside that hood and bag. I sweated like hell. He came quite late the next day to release me from my „nightwear“. Then I had a look in the mirror – and started to cry instantly. My face and my whole body were bloated, my skin pale and wrinkled. I had pimples all over my body and dark red stripes across my skin, where the straps had cut into my body. My hair was greasy. I had to stay completely nude all...

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„The Escape“ – August

„The Escape“ – August

It’s still hot weather, already 25 degrees when I woke up this morning. I had pancakes, lots of maple syrup, coffee and fresh orange juice for breakfast. Then, just after I was finished with breakfast and wanted to leave for the bathroom, his mobile phone rang. „Yes, see you in 30 minutes, my dear“. Everything happened very quickly after that call. I had to slip into my black catsuit, he grabbed the next corset available and within minutes I was completely dressed with latex and boots again. He brought me to this old fountain and told me to step into it. Just a few seconds before he tightened the neck-to-mouth corset I asked him what I’ll be supposed to do today. „Nothing, just look cute and DO NOT MOVE until you’re told to“. SHE was back. She came into the castle and suggested to have a picnic with him – under an old oak’s shadow just 10 meters away from me. She had managed to get a perfect tan the past weeks, perfectly fitting to her long black hair and the bright white ultra mini skirt and her short top. I heard them talk: „Nice decoration, tell me, how is „Fountanella“ today?“ she said. „Well, she won’t have a very good day. We had to hurry this morning, she missed the toilet, she had a rich breakfast and I was hardly able to get the corset closed. And it’ll be very hot today again!“ „Yes, she looks a little bit fat, doesn’t she?“ she answered. „By the way, you’ve never seen her nude! Have a look at these photos I took in March,“ he said. She looked at the photos and started to laugh loudly. „These are the ugliest pictures of a woman I’ve ever seen! Now I understand why she’s always dressed from head to toe and she has to use make-up“. Wow, that did hurt! I had the utmost difficulty to suppress my tears. Why did he treat me this way? Today I do not hate her, I hate HIM. And I realized that I was the looser again. I have to ignore my aching rips, my bladder, the cramping feet, the burning heat of the sun; I have to „survive“ the next hours. How could I be so stupid! I will never ever have a good life here; I do have to keep on planning my escape– but this time with highest...

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„The Escape“ – July

„The Escape“ – July

It’s almost end of July and it’s a very hot summer, temperature rises every day above 30 degrees. I got some nice privileges a few weeks ago. I do not have to sleep in the dungeon any more. I moved to a room on the second floor, with a real bed and even a small window. I have my meals in the dining room with him, he even offers me wine after dinner – almost like a normal couple. After many months of having dinner sitting tight-laced on this chair in my dungeon, this is an incredible feeling. He allows me to wear tights, an only moderate tight corset and sandals during these hot weeks. I am even allowed to have a walk in the garden after sunset or to visit the library until I get tired. The nights in the dungeon were endless. It was not completely dark in the dungeon, he turned off the main light before he left, but one thing in the room was permanently illuminated. It took me hours to fall asleep every night, lying there strapped onto my bed just after dinner, staring at this life-size picture of me, which had replaced the large mirror in March. He wasn’t amused at all after I had messed up my first catsuit. He told me that I looked very attractive while wearing it and that it would have been easy to repair this single cut. He told me that dropping a bottle of wine while wearing slippery gloves could happen. But he told me as well that there was absolutely no excuse for messing up my catsuit completely like I did by crawling back to the main building. And at least therefore I had to get punished immediately. I will never forget what happened afterwards, but this was already months ago and the only thing I wanted to do now was to enjoy my new, humble „dolce vita“ here in the castle. Well, my plan to escape lost a bit of its priority. No changes regarding the „Casual Friday“, just to remind me at least once a week that all of my earned privileges could be revoked at any time and I’m still a prisoner in this castle. Sometimes I wonder what happened to HER, she hasn’t visited him for weeks. Perhaps that was the reason for my increase of comfort, but I’m not sure because he turned out to be a very moody person. Anyway, I do not miss...

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„The Escape“ – June

„The Escape“ – June

I hate HER. This black-haired bitch visits him about six times per month. I still wonder whether it was her voice I heard on that day I was brought here. I’m not sure, because that person had left the room before he unpacked me and their voices sounded strangely through that mask and hood I wore. She never talks to me; she just looks at me in the most arrogant way I can imagine. In the beginning I never knew when she would come next until she arrived. In the meantime I have learned that he always behaves really strangely on these days. I have to use make-up and the results of my attempts aren’t very attractive, because I have never used make-up before. And I have to wear this heavy, stiff and long straight front over-bust corset. It makes very nice hips and a very small waist, but it flattens my breasts, almost if I had none. It is hard to breathe while wearing this corset; it compresses my ribcage and bust in a very restrictive manner. Every detail of my outfit has to be perfect, the corset fully closed, the catsuit thoroughly polished and I have to wear these expensive shiny steel restraints. That iron waist belt is the worst part of the outfit. I have to wear it over the corset and it generates even more pressure on my lower ribs than the corset already does, especially when I have to sit. Usually he enjoys looking at me and telling me, that I look great in my outfits. And he loves it to ask me, if I feel comfortable, knowing that I don’t. But, as soon as SHE arrives, he ignores me completely for the rest of the day until she leaves again. One day I understood the reason for her visits: SHE loves to play with him in the playroom. First I was relieved; I thought as long as he had another playmate he would keep his word never forcing ME to play. On the other hand I had strange thoughts feeling myself being the only looser in the entire game. He had fun, the black bitch had fun – and I had none. With the time passing on I started to wonder: Is it my only role to suffer while all others have fun? Or do I have to suffer because I am not willing to have fun with him in the playroom? I feel very uncomfortable on these days, not only physically but mentally as well. I have strange thoughts, feel lonely, useless, neglected. I’m not his favourite toy. Do I really hate her or am I just...

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„The Escape“ – May

„The Escape“ – May

I’m desperate. I realized that I might have to stay in this castle forever. No way to escape. All doors and gates to the outside of the castle are securely locked at all times and the wall surrounding the whole castle is absolutely impregnable for me. As far as I know, the castle is build on the top of a hill in a remote valley somewhere in the Alps. For any reason, neither tourists nor local people seem to come even in the vicinity of this castle. The exact purpose and the expected duration of my stay are still unclear for me. After that day in February he never mentioned the playroom again. Will he let me go, after I was willing to „play“ or will I be his „playmate“ forever? What will happen, if I’m not willing to play, will he get bored sometime and let me go? What will happen, if he gets bored but I have to stay anyway? Will it make any difference at all if I’m willing to play? The only thing I know is that this stuff in the playroom still causes the worst nightmares I ever had and I’m still light-years away from even thinking about the possibility to find out what’ll happen, if I AM willing to play. So many questions and no answers yet. And he can be so unforgiving when I manage to get him really disappointed. I thought that messed up catsuit wasn’t an issue for him anymore. I got my penalty that evening and the day after already and I did get another one the Friday after. Today, he suddenly told me, that I had to wear tights instead of risking that I will mess up my new catsuit again. Then he sent me out to the castle courtyard and told me, he didn’t want to see me back until dinner time. I did not understand his behaviour. I had worn the new catsuit for weeks now, and believe me, I had been very careful; there was not even the smallest scratch or stain on it. It is black like the old one but it is made of substantial thicker latex and is tailored tighter, therefore it is not very comfortable. It cuts into my joints, when I have to angle my arms or legs and it cuts permanently deep into my crotch – another little meanness to remind me that I made a mistake. Nevertheless, while waiting outside I wish I would wear this catsuit. It’s already May, but there is a strong, cold wind blowing from the still snow-covered hills into the castle. I’m cold, I feel insufficient and I feel so lonely. And there...

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„The Escape“ – April

„The Escape“ – April

It is „Casual Friday“ again! The only day of the week I neither have to wear latex, nor corsets, nor any kind of high heeled shoes. And I’m allowed to walk freely through the accessible parts of the castle – the whole day, until he’s back from shopping in the evening. I had worn this outfit on that day I was brought to the castle, there was just one difference. My original pair of jeans did not have this perfect fit that he likes so much, so he had my jeans sewed tighter. A denim outfit doesn’t sound too bad, does it? But the true purpose of this “Casual Friday” is far away from giving me relief once a week. He taught me that having to wear a latex suit six days a week requires an utmost attention to skin care and hygiene. Therefore I have to undergo this intensive cleaning procedure once a week. After the cleaning he treats me with a very rich body cream to keep my skin in a good condition. This is one of the two reasons why I am allowed to wear denim; just to protect my catsuit, because skin cream and latex do not go well together. The other reason is that he wants me to wear this „little cute Geschirrchen“, one of his favourite „wearables“. He puts it over my denim outfit only on „casual Fridays“ because it could ruin my latex suit. This thing is really vicious, it’s capable of creating immense pressure on my body, but unlike the tight-laced corsets I usually have to wear, it doesn’t spread the pressure evenly over my body. It’s made of thick leather belts, joint together with steel rings and rivets. When the belts are pulled really tightly I can feel these rivets cutting through my skin and pressing strongly against my ribs and pelvic bone. I think I did behave well this week. The belts aren’t pulled as tight today as many Fridays before when he wasn’t very happy with my behaviour. And the chain between my ankles is quite long today as well. One Friday – after I ruined my catsuit – he pulled the belts unbearably tight and locked the ankle cuffs directly together, so I wasn’t able to walk that day. I loosened some of the belts just a little bit after he left, but I didn’t manage to get them back into their original position before he arrived. Since that day, I have to wear this damned spreader bar between my arms on Fridays. Absolutely no chance to reach the buckles any...

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„The Escape“ – March

„The Escape“ – March

This day was bewitched. I got new boots this morning, 5 inch heels instead of the 4 inch heels I wore the past two months. Next, the boots turned out to be at least one number too small and my feet started to burn like fire after a few minutes. I knew I wouldn’t be able to wear these shoes all days and I tried to convince him that I could hardly walk in these shoes. “I already told you that you have to make constantly progress and it is time to switch to 5 inch heels after more than two months,” he said. “I’m sure, these boots will stretch a little, so try to get used to them while doing your daily tasks. You can choose: If you perform well the next few days, I will think about getting you a better fitting pair of boots. If you don’t, you will not be allowed to leave the dungeon during the day anymore; you will loose all your privileges and have to spend your time practicing in front of the mirror again.” I did not really have a choice, so I had to obey. He sent me to the storage at the other side of the castle to get a bottle of wine for him. So I stumbled along that long, gravely gallery to the storage and fetched the desired bottle of wine. On the way back, the bottle slipped out of my silicone oil-treated glove and broke. While trying to pick up the fragments of the bottle I cut my catsuit. I couldn’t walk in these shoes any more and I already had destroyed my catsuit, so I decided to crawl back to the main building. I could have put off these damned boots, but this would have broken these little tamperproof seals he always attaches to any kind of zips and lacing. And believe me; I didn’t want to make things worse than they already were today. Having to wear this latex catsuit the whole day wasn’t that bad as I had thought in the beginning. It had a perfect fit, did not restrict me in my movements and, at moderate temperatures, I didn’t sweat while wearing it. And this suit was some kind of shelter for me as well. Nevertheless it was also some kind of psychical restriction and humiliation having to wear it, because I had to ask him for help in order to get un- and redressed or when I had to use the toilet. I wasn’t happy with this situation at all. Well, but right now I had to think about the best way telling him what happened today; he had been already...

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„The Escape“ – February

I haven’t seen much of the castle in the first month of my stay. To be exact, I’ve seen just one room, the dungeon in which they brought me after my arrival. The room was equipped with a plank-bed, a wooden chair, a toilet and a primitive shower. And there was a large mirror, too. The cleaning procedure I had to endure after I got unpacked was the very most humiliating thing in my whole life. Afterwards my skin and all somehow accessible parts of my body were not just clean, they were certainly almost sterile. I got new clothes and boots. All clothes were black, skin-tight and made of rubber or – for the first two weeks until my made-to-measure outfits were ready – of vinyl. The boots had 4 inch heels. I was told that I had to be able to stand and walk in these boots for a whole day and I had to learn to move securely and sexy in my outfits before I’ll be allowed to leave this room. I’ve never worn that kind of clothing and such high heels before. He came into my room daily in the afternoon to supervise my progress. Walking in this boots was hard at the beginning, but I got used to it after a few days. Walking sexy was the real challenge. I spent many hours in front of my mirror everyday, trying to move the way he liked me to. Today he seemed to be satisfied with my improvement and as a gift I received a guided tour through the main building. He explained exactly which areas I’ll be allowed to enter at certain times and which areas are forbidden at all times at this very beginning of my stay. Well, not many allowed areas at the moment, but I already understood that it’ll be on me to earn privileges for a better life here in the castle. The tour ended with his highlight, the playroom. He proudly showed me a very impressive collection of „lockables“, „insertables“ and „inflatables“ – gear I’d never seen before. „We could have a lot of fun together in this room,“ he said. „But believe me; I’ll never urge or even force you to enter this room with me. Just let me know, when YOU are willing to play“. I just looked at him and thought that this will never ever...

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„The Escape“ – January

Life already sucked before I woke up today. I had lived in Berlin and recently I had stayed with some people I had met on a party a few days ago. I hadn’t had a fixed job, no real friends and I had lost contact to my parents and relatives many months ago. No one will really miss me or even search for me. When I woke up it was pitch black, I wasn’t able to see anything. And there was something in my mouth I couldn’t get rid off, preventing me to speak or shout and it had a strong bitter taste. I was hardly able to suppress the urge to choke. And it felt like somebody had put my whole body fully dressed in some sort of large elastic bag. I tried to move. When I moved more than a bit, something cut through my clothes into my skin, forced me to stay in this uncomfortable „embryo“ position. Then I heard a voice: „Welcome to your new home. Your room isn’t ready yet. You’ll have to be patient, it won’t take long. Meanwhile think about what I will tell you now. You’ll have to stay here for a long time and it’ll be up to you to make the best out of your stay. You better take nothing for granted, not even the air that you breathe. I strongly advise you to behave well.“ „What are you waiting for; I’m getting cold outside in this outfit. Come on, connect her mask to the transport bag, she has to learn her first lesson,“ another voice said. I got panic and started to cry miserably when breathing suddenly started to get quite difficult. This must be the worst nightmare a human being ever had. I had no sense for time, but it felt like hours before I was eventually moved to my final destination. „Let’s open the package, I’m curious how my new toy looks like,“ the one voice said. „I’m sure, you won’t be disappointed, but it might take time to give her the necessary fine tuning. But first of all, she will need a thorough cleaning,“ the other voice replied. „Believe me; she will get the full, all-inclusive, intensive care package!“ „Great, that sounds promising, may I attend?“ „Sorry, I’ve got a different task for you.“ „You are mean!“ „Yes, I know.“ Then I felt that somebody started to tamper with my...

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