Lady Katherine on Gromet's Plaza Archive

Twenty Days - Part 2

Sun, 17 May 2009 00:00:00 +0000

continued from part one

Part Two

Eight days… The best I could do so far. Being wrapped such a tight mummification, unable to move for so many hours, and then having to endure it again for two hours during the day was just too much. I might be able to handle it better if I could see, or even roll around a bit more. So twice now I’ve made it to eight days, then gave in and added more scenarios. Resetting the program for another twenty days, but allowing me the chance to spend a full night in a less stringent position. The more I add to the interface the more random my nightly bondage becomes.

Twenty Days

Tue, 24 Mar 2009 00:00:00 +0000

I’m not sure where to begin telling this story, so I’ll just jump right into it. I’m not much of a writer so you’ll have to excuse me.

For the past few months I’ve been a prisoner in my own home. Dad left me the building in his will. It’s worth a decent amount of money I suppose, but there isn’t much to see from the outside. It’s just a brick office building with three stories and so old it doesn’t have an elevator. The neighborhood is pretty quiet, a couple of tenements of about the same age, an abandoned church, some newer offices and one of those U-store-it places on the same block. I moved in when I started my business, prefering to be close to my work. Years ago someone had leased part of the basement for storage and they made Dad install a backup generator in a shed on the back of the building. It still worked, I had a guy service it every few months, some of my equipment needed to stay powered up, or bad things could happen.

Walking Into Torment

Sat, 07 Mar 2009 00:00:00 +0000

I lay there face down on the floor, contemplating my situation whenever a clear thought could work it’s way through the distractions. There’s a risk with waiting too long between sessions when one is a self bondage addict…

Hours earlier I had been shopping in the mall again. I rarely purchase anything on these trips, just wander the stores. I’d done almost the same thing a week before, but as any addict knows, you have to push things a little further the next time. Preparations at home had included me getting into my PVC bodysuit again. The fit is so tight that it leaves marks on my upper arms and thighs, where the cuffs are, that don’t fade for hours. Starting the zipper at the back of my neck has gotten easier with practice, and using a shoe string to pull it down my back and up between my legs is a practiced struggle. In the front at bellybutton height is the D-ring where a lock will secure the zipper later on. The key goes into the metal toolbox with another key. To hide my rather strange garment from the public, a heavy wool skirt and thick sweater over a t-shirt. I can hide the PVC from view, but I can’t hide the sounds it makes..

Stupid, Stupid, Stupid!

Thu, 02 Aug 2007 00:00:00 +0000

I’ve been on a build up for the last few weeks and I knew I’d need a strict SB session again soon. So last night I was on line and got inspired by one of my self bondage heroes to once again do the very hard to escape from full stimulation hogtie session that she taught me to do.

But as I said, I knew I needed still more.

Last night I closed the bar that my sister and her husband own, they are away for the weekend and I’m in charge. So I had the dishwasher mop the whole floor and make sure it was very clean. I took my things into work with me and locked them in the storage room with the alcohol. I had the only key. Some of the employees were concerned when I told them I was staying late to finish the books, but they finally left me there alone. The place is a small restaurant with a bar in the middle. It’s located out in the boondocks away from most of the night time traffic. It’s a quiet and safe area so there was no real concern there.

Nineteen Days Too Long

Wed, 31 Jan 2007 00:00:00 +0000

Nineteen days locked in a chastity belt is too long. Yet sometimes I wish I could make it last just a little more. Today I decided that I’d had enough and retreived the key from where I had hidden it at work. I’ve been tormenting myself with latex and bondage since I first locked myself in. My libido has never been higher. Besides, my time of the month is coming and I didn’t want to be locked in during that again.

Midnight in the Thunderstorm

Sun, 12 Nov 2006 00:00:00 +0000

Gromet, first let me say that I’ve been enjoying your site for many years! I’ve been asked by some friends to submit some of my email reports to you and I’ve finally gotten the courage up to do so. This is an actual account of a real self bondage session that I have done. I have a few other reports already written if you’d like to use them. Please drop me an email and I’ll send them to you. Many thanks, Katherine.