Addicted To Extreme Bag-bondage

Discovered the holy-grail of total enclosure bondage, when I paid an elderly seamstress to put together a bunch of ex-military rubber-lined nylon laundry-bags, using unbreakable nylon thread, and heavy seam-stitching by machine, resulting in an inescapable bag which could be tied or even chained round the neck, waist, and knees, along with the sealing shut of the mouth under my feet, by what I think of as the "doomsday zipper"...She also inserted two fine nylon zippers at my crotch, and mouth. She insisted I try it out, in case any alterations were necessary, and that was when I made my big mistake, because once inside, she refused to release me, and revealed HER obsession with having her clit licked to insatiable and very messy levels...

She agreed to marry me, and I became her willing "boy-toy" for the twenty or so years she has left...she is financially stable, and I am happy with my long-term or permanent role as a sex-slave - to be passed on to her daughters on her eventual demise...I am sedated once a week, and cleaned up, and the bag cleaned out, before return to the status quo, before waking...she feeds me energy bars, and other healthty snacks that will fit through the zippered opening at my mouth, kept closed at all other times except to "service" HER...I can be placed on the stool, with the bag open from the waist down, to attend to nature's demands, or if she's feeling in a bad mood, in which case I have to wallow in my own filth until she decides otherwise...I am told I am a classic case of 'claustrophile' not that I care much about definitions...if it feels good - DO it!

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