The other weekend I spent some time in quiet meditation, so guess who ended up cuffed with various pairs of steel hand- and leg-cuffs! Here's a few images from the session. A description of the weekend will probably follow, once I get the kinks out of my hands.....

Same cuffs, showing there is no quick release button, or key to hand!	Leg cuffs now, VERY strong, both cuffs and chain, no quick release button. Lose the keys, I'm in trouble! Barely black stockings, patent black court shoes.
Cuffed with my hands behind me now, does my bum look big in this? Gloved hands, which mean even if I could get the key, unlocking the cuffs, with a short length of chain between them is VERY difficult.	Another of the leg-cuffs, showing off my ankles in barely black stockings, suspenders attached to a black corset, god bless eBay!
Hooded and gagged, cuffed behind the chair, roped off to the steel legs with oodles of strong cord. Mmmmpppggghhhh! White panties, silver glitter tights and white court shoes.	Black court shoes, white tights, black nylon panties, cream skirt well rucked up. Ankles fastened to the steel legs of the chair with cable ties, only way out, cut them off, the ties, not the legs! Hands cuffed behind my back, another cable tie holding the cuffs tight to the back of the chair, and guess who dropped the emergency key!

There I was, minding my own business the other weekend, realised that I needed to unwind BIG time, so decided to pull the curtains early, get dressed up as if for a special occasion and lay down for a while, to meditate you know?

Got changed into my green nylon satin panties, over barely black stockings, fastened to my wonderfully firm corset, pulled myself in in all the right places! A black lacy bra to hold my breasts in place and topped off with a cream satin long length slip. My satin blouse, the purple one, was next, as well as the long black skirt with silver patterns, really swings as I turn or walk around the house. My long auburn wig finished off my outfit and spotting a glass of wine I had left out earlier, emptied it before taking it downstairs to wash and dry before putting it back in the cupboard.

Wow! That wine was strong, had a funny taste too. Hope it hadn't gone off, does wine go off? Sorry, I'm rambling, can hardly keep my eyes open, I'm having trouble breathing as well, can't see just where I am. Erm, I'll have to finish this off later.....

*************  Interlude *************

Hope you'll excuse my not introducing myself, but I'm the person who drugged PJ's wine. Now she's fast asleep in her bedroom, she did manage to make it back upstairs to the bedroom, but as for a weekend of meditation, NO CHANCE!

I've sat her in a steel framed chair, funny how she's got all the stuff I need to secure her to hand, perhaps she likes this sort of stuff anyway. She's already described how she is dressed, though for this special occasion I've changed her clothing slightly, that was fun, what with her been out of it I can tell you, got myself a few free gropes in whilst I was at it. I've never liked stockings, always been a tights man myself, that's opaque pantihose for any American readers by the way. Oh, and her shoes I changed for Knee high heel boots. 'Cos I really like a nice pair of legs in high heel boots! Oh, and she'll be blonde when she wakes up, 'cos I've got a thing about blondes too!

So, I've got things all set, she'll have a collar around her throat which will have a length of chain padlocked to the front of it, this will drop down to the floor, for now anyway. Her ankles will be cuffed with a real good pair of leg irons, no getting out of them! Not without a key anyway. Also, each ankle will be fastened to the steel leg of the chair with one of those expanding luggage claws that car shops sell so innocently. So she may be able to fidget a bit, but the straps will automatically tighten, keeping her ankles in place.

I've also tied off the back of her new collar to the back of the chair, so she can't lean forward, she's stuck sat upright and once the chain at the front of the collar is fastened to chain between the leg irons which  will be pulled up to eliminate all slack she won't be able to lean backwards to relieve any pressure or tension either! She'll be stuck in whatever position I chose, just by releasing the back rope a little, and tightening the chain, or loosening the chain, pulling the rope at her back tighter to remove any slack. Oh, this is going to be so much fun!

She'll also have a pair of opera gloves on so that even if she could get to a key, she won't be able to feel it so as to find a keyhole in either the leg irons, the padlocks, or the proper steel handcuffs that I'm fastening just below her breasts. That way, she will have to hold her arms up or the cuffs will cut into her circulation and make her hands go numb. Ohh, yes, don't let me forget to gag her so that she can't disturb any of the neighbours, we don't want anything interfering with our weekend do we. And just in case, I've fitted her with a little extra item, a nice litte, well, large buttplug!

I've taken a few pictures so hopefully you'll be able to enjoy her predicament as well! I've blindfolded her as well for some added disorientation, shame I can't rig her up in an isolation tank when I could control EVERYTHING she senses, still, unable to move, see or speak, but certainly able to feel, she should be ready for me within a half hour of her waking up.

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