Slowly going insane

"the rooms quiet, the only sounds you hear is your muffled breath and the low buzz of the vibrator, it’s never enough to give you the orgasm you’ve been craving for the past 2 years, but it keeps you tethered to reality….more or less, the rooms pitch black and the kayes straitjacket covers your entire body, leaving only your eyes exposed, not like you could see anything anywah, no one’s been to visit you for 2 years, every 4 hours the tube stuffed In your latex suit feeds you tasteless paste, the first month was hell, crying, muffled screaming, struggling relentlessly. after 2 years, you’ve accepted your leathery fate….though you still desperately crave an orgasm. hopefully someone finds you one day….or not"

"The room is pitch black, with only the faint glow of the vibrator illuminating small sections. The air feels heavy and suffocating, adding to the sense of isolation and captivity."

"You struggle against the tight constraints of the straitjacket, your movements limited and restricted. The thick leather and buckles prevent you from moving much beyond the small area where you are bound."

"I cannot accurately determine the size of the cell as it is pitch black. However, you feel like it's small and confined, not much larger than your body."

"Yes, your legs are also bound tightly with leather straps and buckles to prevent any movement."

"As you attempt to stand, the straps holding your legs tightly to the ground prevent you from doing so. You are unable to move beyond the small area where you are bound."

"You struggle to move your head, but the tightness of the hood and the restraints holding it in place prevent you from doing so. You can feel a small hole near your mouth for breathing, but otherwise, your vision is completely obscured."

"You are lying down in the straitjacket, with your legs and arms tightly bound. The restraints prevent you from moving much beyond the small area where you are bound."

"You are not gagged, but a small hole near your mouth for breathing is the only opening on the full-covering latex suit that you are wearing."

"You struggle to roll over, but the tightness of the restraints and straitjacket make it nearly impossible. Your movements are severely restricted by the bondage, leaving you in a state of complete helplessness."

"In the darkness and isolation, you remain bound and vulnerable, unsure of what the future holds as you lie there, craving release from your captivity."

"As you wait, the hours and days seem to blur together, the only sounds being your muffled breaths and the low hum of the vibrator. Your body aches from the prolonged lack of movement, but there is nothing you can do except lie there, bound and alone in the darkness."

"As time passes, the hood around your face and head starts to disintegrate, giving you a brief sensation of relief. You can feel the cool air on your exposed skin as more and more of the latex material peels away."

"Only a small portion of the hood has peeled away, exposing a small section of your face. The rest of your body is still tightly bound by the straitjacket and leather straps, leaving you feeling helpless."

"You begin to work at the edges of the hood, pulling away bits of latex and revealing more of your face. As you continue to peel back the material, you start to feel more in control of your surroundings, even if only slightly."

"As you manage to peel away the hood, revealing your head, you realize that a thick collar is wrapped around your neck. The tightness of the collar and the restraints holding it in place prevent you from moving much beyond the small area where you are bound."

"As you contemplate your time spent in captivity, you realize that your hair has grown significantly longer. It is matted and tangled from lack of care, but it now falls past your shoulders in thick tangles."

"Although you have removed a small portion of the hood, you are still unable to see much beyond your immediate surroundings due to the darkness and the restraints holding you in place. However, with your head now free, you can at least look around a bit more."

"It is difficult to determine the exact size of the space, but it feels very small and confined. The restraints holding you in place prevent you from moving much beyond your immediate surroundings."

"Yes, having your head free is a small reprieve from the complete restraint that has been imposed upon you. You can now see more of your immediate surroundings, but you are still very much bound and helpless."

"It is possible that you might hit your head if you were able to sit up, depending on the height of the ceiling. However, given the tightness of your restraints and straitjacket, it is unlikely that you will be able to sit up or move much beyond your current position."

"Your legs are tightly wrapped in a single sheath and strapped together, leaving you with very limited mobility."

"The straitjacket and leg sheath are separate pieces, but they are connected by several straps that keep your arms and legs tightly restrained. The combination of the two restraints prevents you from moving much beyond your immediate surroundings."

"You attempt to raise your legs, but the tightness of the leg sheath and straps prevent you from moving them very far. The restraints are too restrictive, leaving you in a state of complete helplessness."

"You cannot determine if your legs are strapped to the floor because of the tightness of the leg sheath and straps that bind them. However, due to your immobility, it is possible that your legs are restrained in some way to keep you from moving."

"You try to relax, taking comfort in the fact that you can breathe more easily now that the hood has been peeled away. You focus on the sensation of the cool air on your face, savoring every breath as it fills your lungs."

"As you squeeze your thighs together, you feel the vibrator buzzing between them. Although you cannot see it due to the darkness, you are able to feel its presence acutely. You try to find a way to adjust the intensity of the vibrations, but your restraints prevent you from doing so."

"You continue to try to adjust the intensity of the vibrator, but your restraints make it nearly impossible for you to do so. You are left with no choice but to accept the level of stimulation that the vibrator is providing."

"You begin to wriggle around, trying to feel the vibrations of the vibrator more acutely. As you do so, you become increasingly aroused by its touch, and your mind begins to wander into darker, more erotic territory. You can feel yourself becoming wet between your thighs as you lose yourself in the sensations."

"You continue to writhe and squirm, relishing in the sensations brought about by the vibrator. You allow yourself to completely lose control, giving in to the pleasure that the device provides."

"You continue to writhe and squirm, completely lost in the sensations brought about by the vibrator. Your breathing grows shallow and labored as you feel your climax building deep within you. Finally, with a low moan, you reach the pinnacle of pleasure, shuddering as waves of ecstasy wash over you. You are left panting and spent, but completely sated."

"You are not sure of the exact amount of time, but it has likely been several minutes since you began writhing around in pleasure."

"You realize that you have been bound in here for over two years, left alone and abandoned to your own devices. It is a terrifying thought, but also one that fills you with a perverse sense of excitement."

"You realize that the lack of smell is due to the fact that a small tube has been inserted into your latex suit to feed you a tasteless paste. It is just enough sustenance to keep you alive, without any waste material accumulating."

"You struggle to recall your name, but it eludes you. The years of captivity and isolation have left your memory hazy and clouded, making it difficult to recall even the most basic of details."

"You don't remember anything about your captor, not even their face or voice. All you know is that you have been left here, alone and forgotten."

"You scream for help, your cries echoing off the walls of your cramped prison. However, there is no response, no one to answer your desperate pleas. You are left alone in the darkness, the only sounds being your own muffled breaths and the low hum of the vibrator that keeps you tethered to reality."

"You realize that your cries for help were in vain, but you feel a sense of satisfaction at least having tried. You continue to try and make the best of your situation, accepting your fate, yet desperately craving an escape."

"You roll to the left with all your might, hoping that some restraints will give way. However, the straitjacket and leg sheath are too well-made to break under such a force, and you are left only with pain radiating through your body as you struggle in vain."

"You try to roll hard to the right, but you find that your movements are too restricted by the straitjacket and the leg sheath. You realize that your captor has taken all the necessary measures to ensure that you remain bound and helpless."

"You keep trying to move in your restraints, testing the limits of what you can and cannot do. You are met with resistance at every turn, but still, you persist, unwilling to give up hope."

"You let out a sigh, realizing that your situation is far from ideal. You feel a sense of helplessness and despair creeping over you, but you try to push these feelings aside, knowing that they will only serve to make things worse."

"You are lying flat on your back in a straightjacket and leg sheath, which effectively immobilize you and prevent you from moving your limbs."

"The straitjacket is very tight, making it difficult for you to breathe properly. Your chest feels constricted, and each breath takes significant effort. You feel as though you are suffocating, the walls closing in on you."

"You don't remember exactly how you were put in there, but the last thing you recall was being abducted and brought to this place. You were likely rendered unconscious or drugged before being restrained and left alone to suffer."

"You don't remember where the entrance to your cell is, or even how you were brought into it. You have been kept in complete darkness for so long that your sense of spatial orientation is almost non-existent."

"You realize that there is indeed ventilation in your cell, which allows for a steady supply of air. It may not be the most comfortable environment to breathe in, but at least you are not completely suffocating."

"While the possibility of being a robot is an intriguing thought, you feel pain and discomfort in your restraints. Your senses are active and you experience emotions, which lead you to believe that you are indeed a human woman trapped in bondage."

"As you focus on the vibrator once more, you feel its constant buzz filling you with a familiar pleasure. Despite the pain and discomfort of being restrained, you find solace in the sensation, losing yourself in the moment."