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than adequate private refuge to get away from it all. If you build or acquire a wooden crate, make certain that there are enough air holes to make your time spent in the crate pleasant and free from a struggle to breathe.
           Some years ago, I sketched out a folding crate made from half-inch plywood. I took the design idea to a man I knew who was a skilled carpenter and he said he'd make it for me if I let him put me in it. What a deal! It wasn't SB, but he did a wonderful job and, at my request, kept me in there for a full day and night, feeding me through a tube and taking care of all of my needs while I crouched, bound hand and foot, inside the new crate. I still get hot when I smell freshly sawed wood because that twenty-four hours in the folding plywood crate was so memorable.
           My design was simple: The two main sides were hinged in the middle. The top, bottom, front and back folded back on the sides once they collapsed. It was heavy, but it worked and was easy to store in the basement. Remember though that in such an enclosure, your body gives off a great deal of heat and without proper ventilation, remaining in the crate can become oppressively hot. So, design vents to allow for lots of fresh air for breathing and heat venting.
           I have also seen and tested some wonderful metal cages based on the cartoon series by a French artist, Pichard. These cages are not fun, but they can give you a special experience. Chained and cuffed inside these cramped, heavily barred containers, the captive is further entertained by having solid phallus plugs inserted up the ass and cunt, their head held down with a steel collar fastened to the floor of the cage and a variety of other highly stimulating restraints applied. When it is done right, the cage occupant can do little more than wiggle a finger or toe. Everything else is locked down tight. I have, thanks to some scene friends who are deeper into BDSM than I will ever be, spent a few hours locked into one of these things and I cannot honestly suggest how you might do this on your own. Surely, it is possible and I have fantasized about such confinement many times. It is no worse than an efficient ball tie, but offers the additional stimulus of close confinement and the potential of having head, hands and feet locked to the structure. One woman I know, but haven't seen in a few years, told me she had a cage made for her and then she got engaged and insisted that her husband-to-be experience the cage before they got married. According to her, she goaded him into the test by putting herself in the locked cage and being there, waiting for him, when he got home one night. She was gagged and presented a hopeful subject for his sexual enjoyment in the candle-lit playroom of her house. Apparently, it went as she planned and she said it was the best multi-orgasm she experienced with this partner. Unfortunately, it all went to Hell when, after he let her out, she insisted that he try the cage. He did. She fixed him up as she planned, including locking his sex package down to the base of the cage, gagging him and then leaving him there while he complained and whined. There was no sex between them thereafter and they never married.
           What works for some of us may not ever work for others and I offer this end to my narrative to point out that we, as SB aficionados must realize that what we enjoy is anathema and at times appalling to others. End of story.

Chapter Three
    Melissa illustrates the benefits of being your own keeper.
    Obviously, there is a down side as well and she discusses this in some detail.
    The negatives of being an SB loner perhaps
     reflect other psychological elements in one's life.
    She talks about her experience with curved ass and vaginal hooks.
    Melissa - Having it all
           For me, the true beauty of self-bondage is that you can have what you want when you want it and not have to rely on anyone else to do it.